VICS POV
It was the day after the wedding and I was packing my things into my suitcase.
Ethan came up and hugged me from behind.
"Do we really have to go back?" He whined.
"Yes I have very important stuff to take care of." And by 'stuff' I meant Gray.
"Ugh alright" he said going over to his suitcase.
I finished packing and I went to my phone and saw I had a message from Grayson.
Gray: I love you too...did you get my voicemail?
Me: yes...I need to go, about to leave Nevada...love you!
I put my phone in my pocket and grabbed my suitcase noticing Ethan was finished. He didn't know about me listening to Grays voicemail and going back to Sacramento. And he sure isn't going to find out. He would mess with Gray even more and I can't take the pain of what Gray seems like now.
"Ready to go?" I ask.
"Yep lets hit the road." He said grabbing his suitcase.
We walked down to the lobby and left the hotel. We put our stuff into the back of my car, got in, and I started driving.
AFTER CAR RIDE N SHIT
I dropped Ethan off by his house and told him that I was going to San Francisco.
He nodded and gave me a big hug.
"I had a lot of fun Vic. I hope to see you later on sometime?" He asks.
"Sure...of course." I said smiling.
He kissed my cheek gently and walked into his house.
I quickly walked to my car and got in. I headed for Sacramento.
AGAIN AFTER CAR RIDE N SHIT
I walked up to the house not bothering about my shit in the back of my car. I quickly unlocked it and ran inside. Gray wasn't downstairs so I went upstairs. He was standing there in his closet putting on some plaid pj pants. I quickly ran up behind him and hugged him.
He turned around and finally after he noticed it was me, held onto me tight.
"I got your voicemail and Gray I never knew you were like that why didn't you tell me." I say.
"Let's hold off on that for a second I missed you so fucking much." He kissed me passionately and I kissed back.
"I've missed you too...now to what we were talking about before." I said.
He held my hand and brought me into our bedroom. He sat down on the bed and I sat next to him.
"Vic it's really hard for me to talk about this..." He says looking down.
"Gray you can tell me anything...you're the love of my life and I want you to be able to tell me anything your heart desires." I say and hold onto his hand.
He looks up at me. "Okay." He says.
"Almost seven months ago I wasn't feeling so good. I felt cold, unhappy, and alone. I thought it was normal but it started happening day after day.... I finally went to the doctor and he told me I had depression because of lonely mess. He asked me all types of questions about my life and I mentioned how you, my wife, was on a business trip for a month and you normally go on trips like that for a week." He started to tear up at his words.
"He told me that was probably the reason why and I just went to hang out with some of my friends for a night and they told me to get my mind off of it by drinking and I did and I did that for a whole week straight, that's when I started to hookup with sluts I didn't know and still couldn't seem to get my mind off you." Tears were now fully running down his face. I hate it when he cries, it makes me cry.
"I regret all of it. I started being such an ass to you and I can't even put words to how sorry I am. I'm a shitty husband and don't even say I'm not because you know I am." He says.
I hugs him tightly tears rolling down my face. I hold his face in my hands and make him look me in the eyes.
"Believe what you want but Grayson Bailey Dolan you're the greatest husband in the world and I wouldn't trade you any day. I would die for you and I know you would do the same for me. Stop lying to yourself thinking that I don't love you and that you're a shitty husband because you're fucking not." I say and kiss him.
We pull away and he hugs me tightly.
"Vic I love you so much I couldn't ask for anyone better."
He kisses my temple and pulls me down with him laying flat onto the bed. He pulls the sheets over us and turns off the lamp. I crawl into his arms and we both fall asleep.
