𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟔

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I sat beside Liliana, gossiping about Isabella. We had been fans of that girl since day one, she appeared at a party with Nico, and they were caught dancing and grinding against each other, those weren't accusations anymore, everyone knows they had something going on.

"She complimented me! I was honored, she's stunning, and her natural ginger hair is perfect." I smiled, chewing the sweet cherry.

"Right? She's stunning, and I'm here pregnant, I miss our teenage years sometimes." Liliana pouted, an overwhelming feeling overcoming her.

"You may be pregnant, but you're hot, who cares? And I don't miss our senior year, only the years before." Licking my lips to get another taste of the cherry.

"You don't miss a senior year because you and Grayson—" I didn't have to interrupt her because someone barged into Liliana's room. Jaxon walked in, a crucial look on his face. "Stella, Grayson got shot. You need to come, now, he's in his room." Unease covered my face, I stood up. Jaxon didn't have to tell me twice, I sprinted to Grayson's bedroom, rushing to get there.

Damon stood beside Grayson's bed, I had never seen Grayson's room. Just like I expected, huge, dark satin sheets where he laid on top. I turned on the light of the chandelier, the room was a little dark.

"Where did you get shot?" I questioned Grayson who didn't have any emotions on his hardened face. "He got shot in his shoulder, let's hope the humerus didn't get touched, the bullet has been there for thirty minutes."

"Too much blood loss, we need to have a surgical procedure soon, get the surgical instruments," I demanded. Damon had already left to get me what I needed. I stared at the wound, wary of the blood with sickening determination from Grayson's shoulder. "Are you worried about me, princess?" Grayson managed to smirk, even though the sweat on his forehead and his clenched jaw told me something else.

"No, I'm a surgeon, I have experienced this many times. Also, why are the sheets awkwardly stopping on your abdomen, put them down." I forced out, although a trivial wave of melancholy latched onto me. I hated Grayson, but that didn't mean I won't be upset if he got hurt. I wanted to cause him agony, but I didn't want anyone else to. I'm the only one that can harm him, I deserve to pain him.

"Sure, love. Why don't you come close for a second? And no, are you eager to see me naked, princess? Just say the words, I'll be yours to stare at." I furrowed my eyebrows, wondering why he would want me close at this moment. I took a small step beside his bed. "Closer," He murmured, a small sound on the back of my throat escaped my mouth when he managed to grasp my wrist and push me onto the bed beside his side hip, a distraction that made me lose my mind for a moment, is his hard-rock stomach. For years, he still managed to keep an attractive body. He was packed, everywhere. From his muscles and arms to his abs. And I can divulge that he was packed elsewhere too.