The Cutter's Lover

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OOOKKAAAY, so it's at 800 reads. thank you so so so much. I will update again at 900 reads, then after that 1,000.

Thank you guys so so much ;)

-t

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Tori's P.O.V {PART II}

My sperm doner was still banging on the door as I started to climb out the window. There was a giant tree next to my window so I climbed down that with my back pack on.

I took out my phone and dialed Grant's number. I don't know what Luke would say, but I wouldn't want to wake him up.

"Grant, um can I stay at your place tonight?" I asked while hopping the fence and going out on the street. I was getting hungry and I had quite a lot of money so I'm going to go get food.

"Um yeah, why are you wanting to come over to my house?" I bit my lip as I started walking into the McDonalds.

"I'll tell you when I get there, I'm getting food so I'll call you later." I was nervous, so nervous I was on the verge of a break down. What if they found me? I can't live with Grant forever, they'll possibly kill me. I quickly ordered my food and began to tap my foot.

I nervously glanced around. I have to be aware of everything. I quickly shut off my phone as I started to eat.

After finishing I started to head to Grant's house. Then a thought hit me, I don't know where his house is. Shit. Turning my phone on again I dialed Grant's number. Thankfully he picked up on the third ring.

"Tori I'm almost to the McDonalds. Hold on." I took a deep breath and said a quick "okay and goodbye" I shut my phone off again because I didn't want them to trace anything. Grant walked into the McDonalds and I went up and hugged him.

"Thank you." I said, pulling away and adjusting my bag then started to walk with Grant to his car. I kept looking around, I felt like I was being watched. That was not a good feeling. Maybe I'd have to skip school, change my name, get adopted by another family. I don't even know. I'm overthinking this aren't I? Well that's what I do, I can't help it.

"You okay Sweetheart?" Grant asked as we got into the car. I shook my head and started to wring my hands. I need the blade, I can't though. Not when Grant has stopped and I haven't. So, I start itching the next best thing. My nails start to scratch the surface of my skin creating little red lines. Grant grabbed my hand trying to stop me from itching.

"Stop, it's not gonna do anything Sweetheart." He whispered, as we pulled into a driveway of a giant house.

"This is your house?" I asked in awe, Grant laughed a little and nodded.

"Este a la casa de Grant." He told me, I got out of the car. If you're wondering about my cast/brace I took it off last night. Slamming the door close I started to walk up to the house with Grant. He opened the front door for me and I walked in. I was nervous, there was only a couple of lamps on. I could hear papers being rustled from a room down the hall.

"Grant?" A woman's voice called, I froze in my tracks and heard Grant chuckle behind me. He whispered, "It's just my mom, she knows that you're staying here." I sighed, relieved that nothing would be awkward.

"Yea mom I'm home, Tori's with me." He said, walking down the hallway. All of the walls were a nice beige color with gold accents everywhere. The first floor of the house was exquisite yet had a homie feel. I walked down the hall and looked into the study where his mom was.

"Well, if this isn't the great Tori." His mom was smiling a genuine smile. I waved awkwardly and smiled.

"Thank you." I said, I was still a little intimidated by her. She was like the definition of perfect. Dark brown curls, blue eyes, tan skin. She had everything a gorgeous woman would have. She gestured for me to sit on the giant leather chair, I slowly sat down and put my bag on the floor.

"So, here's the deal love bug. No sex, no kissing, none of that. Ya know? I'm happy that Grant has a friend staying with us but you will be treated like my daughter, okay?" I nodded, she was slightly scary. But not as scary as my parents.

"Yes ma'am. I'm tired, can I go to bed please?" I kind of whispered, Grant's mother smiled at me then looked at Grant. He nodded his head and picked up my bag.

"Thank you." I said again, as I followed Grant. We walked up a giant staircase that lead to a lofty area where five doors were located.

"Okay Sweetheart, my room is there," He pointed to the door in the corner of the loft area. "And your room is there." He pointed to the room next door. I nodded and walked to my room. The room was a pale blue with brown furniture, the dresser, the bed frame. Everything.

Putting my bag on the bed I started to unpack my clothes. Stripping off my jeans and sweatshirt I grabbed a towel that was sitting on the vanity chair.

"Grant where is the bathroom?" I asked opening his door with the towel around me. Grant's room was huge. The walls were burgundy and his furniture was the same brown as mine.

"Right next to your room Sweetheart." I nodded and scampered to the bathroom. Turning on the water and waiting for my shower.

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I laid in my bed looking up at the ceiling. Why can't I fall asleep? I don't know, laying in my under-wear and a tank top I couldn't help but think... I tried to fall asleep but I kept tossing and turning all night.

I finally fell asleep about an hour later.

I hear crashing coming from Grant's room. I rub my eyes and grab a pair of sweatpants. Heading over to his room I opened the door to find Grant thrashing around in his bed, tangled in the sheets. I watch him for a minute or two, he's still thrashing about. Mumbling words I can't figure out. I walk over to the bed and kneel down next to him. He was sweating and his face was all red, this can't be good.

"Grant." I said softly, I heard him whimper. I outlined his face with my index finger tracing over every small detail. This might be creepy, but it always calmed me down when I was upset of crying. Grant's eyes shot open and he pulled me onto the bed earning a small yelp from me.

Slinging an arm over my waist he pulled me into his chest, our noses almost touching. I couldn't stop the feeling of weightlessness when I was like this. I laid my head down I the crook of his neck and kissed the spot where his neck met his collarbone. An undeniable shiver passed through his body.

"Thank you Sweetheart, go to sleep." Grant started to trace my spine slowly lulling me into sleep.