Yearning (Grayson Dolan) 2

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Bethany's POV

I was startled to see Grayson leaning against the wall in my hallway. His jaw was more clenched than ever and his hair was so messy. Like he has been running his hand through it non stop.

"Really? Really Bethany? Jack? That fucking dick from the lake?"

"Grayson what the fuck are you doing here?!"

"I came to see you and you're with that dick head?"

"Hey at least he remembered me. Unlike you fucking ditching me for two weeks. So where the fuck have you been Grayson?! Huh? Not giving a shit about me." I said taking off my coat and heading to my room.

Grayson, of course was hot on my heels.

"I was busy." he said slamming my door shut.

"Busy doing what? Busy fucking around again?! Ha! I knew it was too good to be true." I turned to look at him after I threw my things on the floor. "Grayson Dolan finally has a heart for once and only to pity the only sad and depressed Bethany Brooks." I said in air quotes.

"Bethany stop."

I ignored his request. "No Grayson I'm not going to stop. I'm tired of playing this stupid game. You are so fucking immature I don't even know how you get girls to even speak to you! All you care about is-"

"FUCKING STOP!" He said grabbing my hands and pinning them above me while pushing me against the wall.
His breathe was hot on mine

I leaned my face closer to his. I wasn't scared of him. "Or what huh? What are you going to do? Hit me? Go ahead because it already feels like I've been stabbed in my heart. I can take it."

His breathing softened as the darkness in his eyes faded.

He loosened his grip on me and eventually backed away.

"Bethany I'm so sorry-"

"Get the hell out of my house. And don't bother to even think about me anymore Grayson. I'm done.
We are done."

A/N OKAY SUPER SUPER SHORT UPDATE IM SORRY.