There's Only You ✔

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

"Baby, it's Gray."

Now, I was intrigued. What could've happened to Gray that had everyone looking depressed? He was in jail. He deserved whatever it was that the other inmates were doing to him. "What about him?"

Dad sighed. His eyes finally lifted to meet mine, but the hint of sadness that clouded his eyes were gone. It was like he was trying to be the strong one. "Princess... he killed himself."

I froze. A colossal amount of shock stole the air from my lungs. My eyes instantaneously widened as if a jolt of electricity coursed through my veins. Those three words repeated over and over in my head. The worst words I had ever heard in my entire existence.

Gray killed himself. I just saw him yesterday. He started crying about his parents dying in the car accident, mumbling that he wished he died with them, sharing the story of his suicide attempt and his foster parents only caring about not getting their checks anymore.

I didn't think that he would end it just like that. My body was flooded with an overwhelming sense of grief that the sound of ringing in my ears blocked out the background voices.

There was no stopping the mental images that wrapped around my brain. His glossy eyes I witnessed with him sitting across from me and me flipping him off and walking out on him. He probably lost it the moment I disappeared out of his sight. Even while the guard was escorting him back to his cell. Tears springing to his eyes. Gasping a big sob.

I didn't even know how he did it, but any scenario would've ended with him laying there unconscious. His face completely drained of color leaving him with dull gray skin. Perhaps his eyes were wide open. His dead eyes.

I could practically feel the shock the guard must've felt when he or she found him. My eyes fluttered to the present and all eyes were on me as everyone was waiting for a reaction from me. I was in denial. There was no way this was real. This had to be a dream.

"You're messing with me."

Deep wrinkles lined dad's forehead. "Why the hell would we mess with you about this?"

"She's in shock, Owen. Baby, we got a call from the prison." There was a glint in her eyes that screamed I want to say something to make you feel better but I don't know how. Her own eyes were glossy with tears.

Despite what he did to her daughter, as a nurse, she always saw families bringing in their children who attempted suicide by overdosing or cutting. There was a small piece in her heart that allowed her to feel sympathy.

"How did, how did, what—?"

"His friend snuck him drugs when he visited him today. They found Gray in his cell, hours later, lying unconsciously on the floor. He overdosed."

Today. He died today. While I was on a date with Kayden, thinking about the shooting being his fault, watching him on the news and thanking God that he got what he deserved, Gray was dead. He did awful things to me. Unspeakable. Evil. However, that didn't mean he deserved to kill himself.

Without realizing it, my feet carried me upstairs and into my room. I plopped on my bed and curled my knees to my chest, allowing tears to start accumulating in my eyes once in the privacy of my room. Gray was all I could think about. The image of him lying unconscious plagued my thoughts once more.

Guilt was eating me inside and out. I was thinking terrible things about him. Feeling satisfied that he was getting arrested. Thinking that he deserved what the other inmates were doing to him. He was falling into a hole of depression to the point where he wanted to take his own life.