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I wanted to kiss him.

I wanted to feel his touch.

I needed to feel his touch.

I wonder, does his touch feel like Grayson's?

Will he hold me the same way?

Will he..

No.

He's not Grayson.

No one can replace Grayson.

God I miss him so much.

Every day, every day I think..

Does he still feel the same way?

Does he miss me?

Does he even care anymore?

If he did, he'd reach out.

B-but what if he can't.

What if..

"ALY!?" My mom yelled out.

"What, mother?" I answered walking towards the direction of her voice.

She's in the kitchen.

She hung up the phone and sat it down on the island.

She looked up at me after clearing she throat.

Something's wrong, I know it.

Please god don't let it be Grayson..

"H-honey, it's Grayson. He's..he's been in an accident. He's in the hospital.." She said while placing her bony hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged her hand off.

"This is your fault." I said, anger evident in my voice.

She tried to speak.

But I continued.

"If it wasn't for you, Grayson wouldn't have gotten into an accident. If it wasn't for you, he'd still be here, with me. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be dying inside!" I yelled at her.

She brushed her hands against her jeans, as if she was wiping something off.

"Pack a bag, we're going to jersey." She said walking away.

The hell!?

I decided not to ask questions and go pack a bag.

As I was walking back up to my room, I remembered..

Ethan.

Damn it.

Okay, you can do this.

I pushed open my door to see, Ethan.