Never forget (G.D) ONGOING

Flashbacks pt.1

12th November 2014

He cupped his large hands around my small cheeks, before releasing a stress filled puff of air from his perfect plump lips.
"Delilah. You need to listen to me, and hear me out. I know already that you won't like the sound of this." Grayson said, his words escaping his mouth without a gasp of air in between. This wasn't the Grayson I knew. I could see it in his eyes. His beautiful, light filled shine was now dulled, replaced with hints of guilt and sorrow.
"I swear Grayson, if you got another girl knocked up-" I bursted, yet with a pleading tone. He cut me off before I could go further with my nonsense filled question.
"No! Deli, I - i, look and just listen. I honestly just need to get this over and done with. I- i, refuse to keep this from you any longer!" He stuttered. I lightly sucked a mouthful of air into my mouth to try and prepare myself for the dreadful sentence before me. But nothing could of possibly prepared me for what slithered out of his mouth. He huffed out a stressful lump of air before continuing.
"They're making me leave, Deli. And I'm not sure if I'll ever come back." "Who Grayson? Who?" I spurted out, demand being a sharp evident tone in my voice. His voice shifted into a stiff like tone, as if he was refusing himself to answer my question. He swallowed a hard lump in his throat before continuing. "I'm afraid, I can't tell you that." "God dammit Grayson! You can't just fucking leave me without any reason, or neither telling me where the fuck you're going!" I bursted, anger evidently raging through my harsh, sharp words. "Look! I'm leaving, whether you like it or not!" His voice bellowed, ringing through my ears, making me jump slightly. But, it's not like he'd notice. "No, no you're fucking not. You just can't leave me here! You can't just leave me like this!" I cried, tears welling at the back of my eyes. He noticed the tears threatening to spill from my lower lash line, so he cupped his large hands around my face. His palms sitting on the back of my cheeks as his fingertips stroked the back of my neck. He held me as if I was made out of porcelain, like I were to break suddenly at that very moment. He sighed, then he began to push his plump luscious lips against mine, passion flowing throw each and every second that went by. He released his lips further away from mine. He looked me in the eyes with such great passion, both of our eyes flooding with tears as they drip sorrowfully down our structured faces.
"Baby girl, please. Just, Never Forget"
The sky cried pitifully, the rain dashing hopelessly down onto both of our body's. Drenching us, while blending in with the fallen tears upon our faces. With that, he ran and ran, until he was no longer visible from my sight.
And that was the last time I saw Grayson Bailey Dolan.