Megan's POV
The doctor entered my room.
"You can leave now miss. You blacked out because you were dehydrated. Did you have anything to eat or drink today?" He asked me.
I just shook my head.
When I woke up this morning I had to leave as soon as I could. I got up, got dressed and left through my bedroom window.
He was back.
The doctor shook his head tutting at my response and left again. My head was throbbing and my body felt drained, I had no energy at all. Still I reached down and started putting on my shoes, I didn't want to be in this hospital any longer.
"Why didn't you have anything to eat?" Grayson asked me.
"Why did you come here with me?"
I said ignoring his question.
I could feel his eyes staring into the back of my head. I looked up and was instantly caught in his gaze, my eyes had locked with his. This was the first time I was actually looking at his face and taking in his features. His complexion was flawless and his eyes were a deep shade of hazel. For some reason his face saddened as he continued to look at me, it must be the cuts and bruises on my face that he was looking at.
A nurse walked in and handed me a bottle of water and a sandwich. I was starving. I ate the sandwich almost immediately and chugged down the whole bottle of water.
The whole time Grayson just sat there, watching my every move.
"Wait, Megan do you live on crossfords street by any chance?" He randomly asked me.
"Um, yeah why?" I asked a little creeped out.
"What's the number of your house?" He asked with a small smile.
"50."
His face lit up.
"Looks like you got yourself a new neighbour." He said with an award winning smile making me feel weird. Ignoring the extremely creepy urge to run my fingers through his soft looking hair, I quickly stood up.
"I have to go." I said as I stood up and made a run for the exit. He immediately placed both hands on my waist as he stopped me.
"Slow down. Your gonna fall." He said as he slowly stood up from the chair he was sat in, his hands still delicately around my waist.
I was once again trapped in his gaze, his eyes looking into my soul.
I shoved his hands off me.
"Don't touch what isn't yours, pretty boy." I said as I walked away, Grayson trailing behind me.
...
It's now dark outside.
"Fuck." I mutter under my breath as we step outside.
"What's wrong?" Grayson asked. Great, he heard me.
I just shook my head and grabbed my hair in my hands pulling it slightly.
I'm dead.
"Shit. Shit. Shit." I say starting to panic. I start pacing up and down in fear, he's going to be so angry.
"Megan." Grayson said. I didn't answer, I was too busy mentally writing my will...
I just continued muttering curse words under my breath.
"Megan." Grayson said with a little more force. Again, I just ignored him.
"Megan!" He said for the last time as he pulled me towards him so my face was just centimetres away from his.
A small tear dropped from my eye and I wiped it away immediately.
I'm such a fucking idiot! Why did I let him see me cry? I turned my back to him.
"Do you have a ride home?" He asked. I just didn't answer. I can't go home. He's back.
He spun me around and said with more force as he gripped my arm in his hand. Just like He does.
"I said do you have a ride home, Megan."
"I CANT FUCKING GO HOME GRAYSON!" I yelled as I ripped my arm from his grasp.
After I realised what I said my eyes filled with fear as I stared at him.
"No. Shit. Shit! Grayson you never heard me say that okay? You don't know me. You were never here with me. Got it?" I threatened as I grabbed him by his collar.
My fear had been replaced with anger as I screamed in his face.
He continued to look at me. He looked deep into my eyes again.
I just lost it. I pushed him away from me and started walking as fast as I could away from him yet he still followed.
"Grayson. Please." I said as I finally turned around.
To my surprise all he did was wrap his arms around me.
I didn't know what to do at first but I eventually hugged back.
It's been so long since I've had contact with another person. Contact that didn't hurt. I felt so safe in his arms, like nothing could hurt me anymore, that's just the teenage girl with hormones side of me that was taking over. Suddenly a car pulled up next to us.
Grayson grabbed my hand and pulled me to the car.
"No. Grayson I can't. I won't." I said. He just picked me up, threw me inside and locked the door. The other boy that he was with earlier was the one driving.
"Grayson let me out right now!" I yelled. Tears were threatening to fall but I didn't let them.
"Drive Ethan." Grayson said.
"When we get out of this car, you're a dead man." I spat as the car started to move.
I lead back, thinking of what was coming when I reached my house.
I started shaking, I was having a panic attack.
"Yo Ethan! Stop the car!" Grayson yelled as he saw me in the back.
I spotted a bottle of water placed by the drivers seat. I just pointed to it hoping they would know what I meant.
Grayson got out of the car and ran around to my side. As soon as he opened the door I jumped out and ripped the bottle from his hands.
I opened the water bottle and poured it over me, I then fell to the ground.
I had stopped shaking and my breathing had calmed down.
I then had an idea.
Grayson was sat next to me on the floor and his brother Ethan was leant against the car.
When I knew I was back to normal I got up and sprinted down the road. I didn't get very far, two arms wrapped around me and started pulling me in the direction of the car.
I was kicking and screaming trying to get away from him.
"Grayson! Grayson please! You don't understand!" I yelled.
"What don't I understand, Megan." He asked in a soft voice.
"IM DEAD IF I GO HOME!" I yelled. I then realised what I had just said.
"Shit. Shit! SHIT!" I yelled through gritted teeth as I ran back to the car.
"Fucking get in! I never said anything! Just drive!" I yelled. They didn't listen, they stood frozen next to the car.
I grabbed there arms and pulled them into the car.
"Drive!" I yelled as a tear dropped.
Grayson got out of the car again.
He walked around to the back and opened my door. He got inside and wrapped me in his arms as his brother started to drive.
"You're not going home, Megan. Don't worry, we won't let anyone hurt you." He in a soothing voice as he pushed some of my hair out of my face.
"No Grayson!" I pushed him off me.
"You are gonna forget about this! all of it!" I yelled.
"I can't do that."
