I walked back to my car, wiping my tears that were rushing down my face. Grayson was right. Why did I let Nash have an "intercourse" with me? Why did I let him grab me? Why did I let him date me? Why did I talk to him? Why the fuck did I like him? Why was he in my life? So many questions that I didn't have the answer for whirled in my head like a swarm of bees. I drove back home, listening to the radio. I listened to a song called "The Hills" by The Weeknd. It described everything, kind of. It had a nice or relaxing time to it. Something that should be in Fifty Shades Of Grey. It described the intercourse between Nash and when I called him mine. And when he called me his. That he fucked two bitches before he saw me. That they tried to send him to rehab. When he called me past 5 am. That he only loved it when he touched me and felt me. That song described EVERYTHING. I started to cry. When I was by his side, when I trusted him, and when I wanted it to be simple. Not anymore, I wasn't by his side and I didn't trust him. He's nothing to me no more. His new name is Casper, he's invisible. I don't know him, I don't need him, I don't love him. Back to the basics, he's a nasty, bitch, fuckboy who uses girls. He used me. With his little mind games. Made me believe shit I shouldn't have believed. I hate him and he will never be in contact with me again. He broke my heart, he broke me, I'll break him. Soon, he'll wish he was sorry. Sorry he ever dated me or ever broke my heart.
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I got home, wiping the last of my tears. Time to move the fuck on, I whispered to myself. I got home and saw Grayson and Ethan outside looking at a night lacrosse game happening in the field. I decided to go join them.
"Hey guys! Mind if I join?" I asked them, making it seem like I never cried or was crying.
"Isabel! Yeah come sit with us!" Ethan motioned his hand towards mine and I sat next to him. Grayson smiled and noticed.
"Were you crying? Tell me what happened." He noticed things very quickly even when you hid it really well. He's a good friend.
"I'm going to go with Jake, you guys can talk and stuff." Ethan smiled and hugged me and kissed my cheek. That lightened my mood a little.
"So, what's up?" Grayson looked at me, we were alone on the hill watching the game.
"Nash." Is what I said. Then, I told him everything that happened and how I felt. Grayson instantly reached out and hugged me tightly. The smell of his cologne lightened my mood and so did his hug.
"I'm so sorry." He said and didn't let go.
"It's ok." I wiped my left over tears.
"No, it's not. He hurt you. No one hurts my friends." Grayson put both his hands on my shoulders and looked me straight in the eyes.
"I know we aren't dating and are not that close, but no one hurts you. I don't want to see you sad, at all." Grayson was being serious. He's sexy when he's serious, I thought in my head. Fucking hormones got me like, I thought.
"Thank you for being there for me." I said and lead Grayson into a friendly hug.
"I will always be there for you, for every one of my friends." he whispered into my ear. I laid my head in his bulky, muscular shoulders and he put his fingers through my hair. He held me under the stars, I seemed romantic and all. I guess we are best friends. He suddenly let go and positioned my head towards his.
"Whenever something happens or if you are sad, or anything. Let me know." he said in his soothing, deep voice.
"Okay," I said to him," you are like my best guy friend, you know that?"
"You are my best... girl that's a friend." He stuttered. He would've said best girl friend, but I'm pretty sure he tried to avoid that. I got a message from my phone and read it, from my mom.
Mom: when are you coming back home?
Me: I'll be home in like 10 minutes
Mom: ok be safe
Me: ok
Mom: k love u
Me: love u too
"Who was that?" Grayson asked while he started to tie his shoes that were once untied.
"That was my mom. I have to go in like 10 minutes." I answered back.
"Okay, here's my number if you ever want to talk." Grayson said and I handed him my phone while he put in his contact.
"Thank you for everything Grayson. You're the real MVP." I laughed. He laughed along with me. He had a cute laugh. I reminded myself one again to not get into any love connections here. Nash was hard enough. Wait who is Nash? Oh yeah, Casper. Nevermind.
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I drove home and got home in about 10 minutes. My parents were on the couch, eating popcorn while watching a movie, The Notebook. It was a good movie and I would've loved to stay and watch it with them. But, I had so many mixed emotions that I wanted to sleep. I needed to go the bathroom. I threw my keys and my purse on my bed and entered the bathroom. I opened my mirror cabinet and grabbed a blade from the cabinet. Should I? I thought. I knew better, not at the moment. I took the blade and sliced it through my wrist. I started to cry. I'm so stupid for getting with Nash and losing my virginity to him. He's so stupid, I think I'm more though. I took a band-aid and put it over the bleeding cut. I cried into my pillow, not even interested in being on my phone. Soon enough, I cried myself to sleep. All the pain went away. I dreamed of Grayson and Ethan. Wait why Grayson and Ethan? Anyways, I felt better. I wish I could stay in my bed forever. All my thoughts quickly raced out of my head and I drifted off into a deep sleep.
~This was a pretty long chapter but Happy National Doughnut WEEK! Yeah not day, week. Anyways, check out the song "The Hills" by The Weeknd. Its really good and I used some of the lyrics from the song that really fit into this chapter.PEACE!✌🏼️~
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Talking Body~ Nash Grier Fanfic~
Random16 year old, Isabella is a normal girl at her high school. Though, there is a new boy at her school. His name is Nash Grier. He's a bad boy but jerk at the same time. She doesn't like him at all, but he does.