Perfect Pair | Kenneth San Jose

help her pt. 1 ft. I'M BACK

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Honestly know this chapter is gonna be shit and not get attention just like my previous chapters. Oh fucking well.

Let's just go.

^That was typed when I was still depressed but it's been way more than a month now and I'm so much better!

LET'S GO!

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Grayson's POV:

Why does this all suddenly feel so wrong?

She's getting to my head...

I need to get my head straight.

Wait, but she was so scared for April.

And why is he wearing those clothes?

He wouldn't be wearing them unless...

"He wouldn't." I gasped silently in disbelief.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He glares. "I said to move." He says edging closer to the door behind me.

Quick think of something!

"Wait!" I pathetically yelled, blocking the door even more with my body.

He freezes infront of me and sends me an annoyed, confused expression. Also marking he's losing his patience with me.

"What do you mean 'wait'?" He grits his teeth.

"She--umm--" Think you idiot! "She's passed out." Okay, that's good..... Right?

"Then I'll be sure to wake her up." He smirked.

He reaches for the locks and I press my back further against the door.

"She's too weak and tired." I quickly said.

My heart was pounding against my chest as he balls his fists while fire burned in his eyes.

"I don't care. Now move." He growled.

"But--"

"Grayson!"

"But wouldn't you want her fully functioning before you mess with her!" It was the only thing I could think of.

He freezes and thinks of what I said for a moment.

"Like... wouldn't you want her fully recovered before you do anything to her? So you could... torture her even more?" I gulped.

"You know what, you're right."

I suddenly let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and let my muscles relax.

"I'm just gonna come back for her when she's in shape. Wouldn't want to break anything." He laughed before turning back to his room.

I let out another breath just for the sake of it and ran my fingers furiously through my hair. That was such a close call.

Wait, why did I even help her?

I don't even know her!

I need to talk to April.

I hurry my way down the hall where April's room is and barge in, not even bothering to knock.

"Hey! What the hell Gra--"

"Did he ever touch you?" I stood right in front of her, not looking anywhere else but her eyes.

"What are you talking abou--"