Never forget (G.D) ONGOING

Flashbacks p.t2

14th December 2015

It's been over a year since Grayson Dolan left me, standing hopelessly in the harsh rain.

His name sounded innocent, so pure. But, to me it was pure venom, so poisonous. It seems all I can function to do now a days is wallow in self pity, yet begrudge myself with such passionate self hate.

As always, here I lay on my bed. Cocooning myself with my thick duvet, as if it would help me escape this menacing, dark world. And into a perfect world. Where Grayson wouldn't of left me, standing there in the tears of the sky, looking like a drenched rat. I guess, we all can't get what we desire the most.

I laid in my bed to what seemed a peaceful moment, listening to the sound of the rain hit my bedroom window. Yet, as always, everything perfect is led to an end.
My wooden bedroom door swung open, which followed by the sound of a crash. I frantically turn my head, awoken from my daydream. Only to be met with the silhouette of my twin sister, Emily, standing in the doorway.
           "Oh for fucks sake! I've had enough of this. You can't jus waste your life away over some fuckboy who never cared!" Her harsh words hit me like bullets. I couldn't help but feel protective over Grayson, so I also harshly hit back at her. "He is not some fuckboy, Emily! Get your head out of your arse and realise that I'm fucking heartbroken." She groaned impatiently before stomping her way to the side of my bed and dragging me out my my arm. "Get up! Mum and Dad have paid for our plane tickets to L.A. It's about time we get out of shitty England. Oh! And you Can finally meet Cameron!" I mentally groaned. Of course, she'd obviously find a way to make my problems about her boyfriend, Cameron Dallas. I used all of my strength to push myself out of my bed and to my wardrobe. I pulled out my plain black suit case, and started packing all different varieties of clothes. Who the fuck knows what the weather will be like? "Oh! And hurry, we have to leave for Gatwick in 2 hours."
She went out the same fashion she came in, slamming my door, again.

(TIME SKIP SHES JUST LEAVNG FOR GATWICK AIRPORT)
I dragged my now, heavy, suitcase down the stairs. But my dick of an older brother, Max, made sure he nudged me on the way out. Making me look at him.
          "Try not to get knocked up." He joked, yet I wanted to punch him in the balls. Sibling love, I guess? I opened and slammed the door of my mums JEEP shut. I knocked my head back, thinking of excuses of being able to not to go on that airplane to L.A. Typically, I failed to think of a decent answer.

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I dragged myself behind a squealing Emily, boarding the plane. I felt like yelling at her to 'shut the fuck up' but I didn't have the heart to do it. Just because my happiness has been shattered, doesn't mean I have to shatter hers. Right? I sat on the window seat and threw my head against the side of the wall. Both my vision and hearing drifting, softly, as I feel my body being lifted in the shaft.
Who knows what the fuck will happen on this trip. And I'm not exactly thrilled either.

(A/n)
I know you're probably wondering, why is the date 2015. Well, I have some big plans coming up and the date needs to be 2015 so far😂 I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please favourite and comment💖 it means so much to me🌚 and yes I have a twin sister and she is the one in the book😂 say hi emily🤘🏼and I may spell things differently as that is because I'm English😂
-Demi❤️