Greyson's POV
"I don't think I'm ready for a relationship, Greyson." Her words felt like bullet wounds to my chest.
I knew meeting her mother would be a mistake but I was damned to let it happen because I love her.
Right now all I felt was panic.
A panic soo bad it shook me to my core.
I'd never felt this desperate feeling to yell out and run and throw myself for anyone or anything. Not even when I ripped my thigh.
And here it was a new strong feeling suffocating me.
"I think we should breakup." She wiped at her eyes and walked out the car just like that. Just like that with my heart in her chest.
As if on autopilot I chased after her forgetting my crutch and the insignificant pain that coursed through me as I staggered behind her. "Catherine, wait." I called after her with a grunt.
She stilled at the sound of my pained voice and turned around this time with a switch. Her tearful eyes had hardened into a cold foreign look.
Just like that she pulled her walls up and locked me out. "Greyson you need to get back in the car."
"No." I growled moving flush against her. "I'm not going anywhere without you."
She shook her head looking at the road instead. "This is stupid. You're hurt. You're leg-"
"Doesn't fucking matter." I cut her off. "What you're doing hurts a hell lot more."
She folded her arms defensively in front of her - a simple way of pushing my touch away. "You don't want this, Greyson."
"How the hell would you know?" I ask. "You're pushing me away for no reason-"
"No reason?" She exclaimed. "My mother gave a whole fucking list intended for you to run for the hills."
"Yeah well your mother doesn't really know me. Plus I can't run." I shrug attempting to lighten the mood but it only irritated her. "Can we talk this out?"
"You don't deserve this, Greyson. You have a family to look after and a whole lot of other problems. I don't-"
"You're family."
Catherine frowned. "Don't cut me off." Looking away again she licked her lips. "You have a lot of problems. I'm going to eventually become your problem as well. We'll never workout. We broke up once and look how that went? I'll only bring you hell-"
Unable to help myself I interjected her bullshit. "Let me get one thing straight here: I'm not losing you." I went on as she tried to repute. "I love you, Catherine. I've lost you once and I'm not going to let that fucking happen again. Your mother might have had her reasons from her experiences but I'm not that type of person and you're not it either. Of course we'll fuck up. I'll fuck up. But that doesn't mean it's the end of us. I'm in it for the long-run. Through everything. So don't fucking let us go to waste just because you think it will help me because it won't. It'll destroy me."
Her eyes softened as she looked down. "You'll regret me."
"I'll only regret losing you." I tip her chin up and stare into her gorgeous eyes that made go insane. "Don't push me away."
"Don't let me." She whispered her gaze soo lonesome it hurt my soul.
I pulled her and tucked her under my chin my heart breathing rapidly against her own. "You feel that." I grabbed her heart and placed it on my heart. "Don't ever do that."
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Romance"We were bound to break at some point. So might as well be fucked up together." Catherine Welles had always been good at keeping secrets - soo much so that her entire life was a lie. She was well versed in the tragedy of men and money and demons th...
