Maybe You're The One For Me (A Greyson Chance Fan Fiction)

Chapter 21

(A/N) Hey! :D I JUST WANT TO GIVE EVERYONE A WARM THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING :D today was just a fudgin mess.  -,- But here's the story.

P.S. This chapter is dedicated to @enchancer95 for all her wonderful comments.

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[YN]'s POV

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❝and as everything starts to fade, all the lies and the secrets, i realize you're still here.❞

I watch his face, carefully and decisevly as the truth settles in. And I wonder what's going to happen. His face showed multiple unreadable expressions. Anger? Wrath? Or maybe the regret was starting to settle in too? Maybe, he was regretting ever even meeting me. And though, I feel like I want to cry, I want to crawl into a ball and cry because I lost something so important, something, someone who was so special to me, I stand up. I stand up and walk towards the window, towards the window and away from his arms, away from the arms that once held me so dearly and warmly.

I wrapped my arms around myself, looking out the window, barely keeping the tears from leaving my eyes...

"It's okay..." I whisper.

I hear him stand up and walk towards me, "What's okay, that guy raping you? I swear, [YN]-" He starts before I cut him off.

"Just-Just... Stop." I mumbled.

 I hear him sigh as I continue to look out the window. 

"[YN]... You can't- you can't just let that go after telling me all that..." He said, exasperation and frustration filling his voice.

I turned to look at him, but not quite, I guess I just couldn't look him right in the eye anymore...

"Maybe that's why I didn't tell you about it in the first place..." I mumbled.

I turned back around, something about the cloud filled sky looked more amusing than the sight of his disgusted face. 

"[YN]..." He whispered.

Somehow I knew he wanted me to tell him what happened after... What I did.

I turned around and leaned against the window sill, the little light streaming into the room from the window behind me, creating my shadow. 

"I was mad, of course..." I whispered staring at my shadow, flashbacks running through my mind.

"I know you want to know what happened after." I said, my voice tired and just tired.

"I guess you could say I screamed at him to leave... And there were tears, a lot of them. I guess I was a bit naive to believe that I could trust him." I mumbled.

"Days turned into weeks, then they turned into months... I pretended nothing had happened. But hey, you can't just get 'almost' raped and not look like a zombie straight out of 'the walking dead'." I said chuckling coldly at my own sick joke, "I guess mom finally found out after I'd spilled the beans to my grandmother. I just couldn't- I just couldn't take it anymore. I was just-just tired." I had said my voice sounding... so-so broken and tired. 

"[YN]..." He whispered again, and could it be possible that when he said my name it was the most magical thing I've ever heard?

Sighing I looked up and met his eyes, "I-I don't want to care anymore, Greyson... But it kills me, it kills me when I remember. I just want to forget and not have someone staring at me with curious eyes... Wondering what I had hidden behind the smiles I fake." I finally say.

He walks towards me and I'm startled that he still wants to come near me. He wraps his arms around me in a hug and holds me and maybe it's just me and my emotions again but I cry, and I cry, and cry again. And in his arms I felt safe, in his arms I felt as if it was okay again. And I hope this lasts, and I hope I won't wake up realizing he'd decided to leave me instead.