Falling for the Leclerc's

23. Enough

Grace's pov

"You didn't tell him did you?"

I turn around and Charles is standing behind me. I immediately look towards our table. Everyone is staring at us. Great.

"Tell him what exactly?" I answer, my face trying not to give anything away.

"About us...about last night." Charles raises his voice a little.

Are we really having this conversation right now? In front of everyone?

"There is no us. Nothing happened last night Charles, there's nothing to tell" I say and turn around and continue what I was doing.

I expect Charles to leave but instead he takes my arm and spins me around.

"So, he doesn't know?" He says and I shake my head to indicate that I haven't told Arthur anything. "He deserves to know!" He shouts now.

"Are you sure you want him to know because that's the right thing to do or because you want to throw it in his face?"

Why was he doing this, acting like this?

"His my brother for God's sake! And there's clearly something between you too, so if you're going to sleep in my goddamn bed, he should know!" Charles is only a few inches away from me now and is screaming at my face.

I just stare at him in shock. I think I'm going to cry.

"You slept with him last night?" A voice asks and I look behind Charles as my face falls.

Arthur is standing there and he clearly heard our entire conversation.

"Arthur..." I begin but he interrupts me.

"So you lied to me today." He says while furrowing his brows, trying to put it all together.

I start shaking my head not wanting to believe that this is happening right now.

"You were with him last night." He coldly states, his face now emotionless.

"It wasn't like that I promise, I-." My voice breaks and I approach Arthur, putting my hands up to reach for him but he backs away.

"Just answer me one question." Tears threat to spill from his eyes.

"Did you sleep in his bed last night?" His eyes are red and his chin wobbly.

"Arthur, it was my fault, she was drunk and I-" Charles begins to say while getting closer to Arthur, trying to take the blame.

"I wasn't asking you Charles." Arthur says and looks back at me.

I take a deep breath before I say "I had no where else to go."

"You had me, but clearly that wasn't enough."

Arthur spins around and leaves the restaurant. I begin to follow behind him but Charles takes my arm and doesn't let me go.

"Grace-"

"Let me go Charles...please." I whisper now because I don't feel like I have the energy to talk anymore. He hesitates at first, but then he slowly lets go of my arm.

How did I manage to mess up my entire day?

I run after Arthur immediately, but when I get to the parking space I see that his car is not there.

Camilla then appears from behind me, and hugs me while she gently strokes my hair.

"He's gone." I tell her, while crying out loud now.

Camilla takes me to our room and I immediately head to bed. I pull up the covers and try to sleep. I ask Camilla to leave so she can give me some space and she does.

Arthur really must hate me right now and I hate myself for hurting him the way I did. I was lucky to have him in my life but I had to go and ruin it.
Hopefully he will let me explain and maybe forgive me one day.

I dream of my life before meeting the Leclerc's, of how easy everything was, when sleep engulfs me.

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