cuffed • g.d

22.

A part of me wanted to see what he wanted but another part of me wanted to finally finish what I had started in the bathtub. I clinch my jaw and exhale and unlock the window. The cool breeze felt crisp and cold against my wet hair. I waited for him to speak.

He licked his lips and stared at the ground. Then moments later finally broke the silence. "Can you come down so I can talk to you... well, apologize to you?" He yells as he puts his hands in his pockets. I stare at him long, then nod. I made my way out the window, doing this gave me flashbacks of that tragic night. So I hesitate. I find my way onto the roof inching towards the edge. Grayson walks over slowly as if he would try and catch me if I were to fall.

I close me eyes and leap. As i hop down I saw the shock in Grayson's eyes. He was probably thinking whoa this bitch is crazy but that didn't matter. I walk towards him preparing my response to his apology. We stood under the faint street light. He takes his hands out of his pockets and placing them on mine.
"I'm sorry about what I said at the courthouse, it was so insensitive of me I should have thought about what he had done to you. And you were right, he does deserve it but I can't help feeling it's all because of me. My brother, my own flesh and blood is now a monster who now hates me." His voices begins to crack but he stops himself.

I look at him, he looked guilty and in a state a pure disgust and hurt. I knew the feeling. I pulled him in for a hug, my cold moist body suddenly dried at the warmth of his toned body. I never wanted to let go I could tell he didn't want to either. But I knew it wasn't for the same reasons. He wanted comfort and I wanted him. I heard my name faintly called from a distance than a large figure approached my window. "T, what are you doing out there- who's that?" He raises an eyebrow and tries to lean forward to get a better look.

I look at Grayson and break our hug frantically. He smiles for a faint moment then puts his hands in his pockets. He looks at my father and speaks before I can "uh.. Hi sir. I'm Grayson and I just wanted to come by and see Taya and talk to her a moment but I'm leaving now. It's uh.. nice to meet you I guess."
I try to contain my giggles from his awkwardness. My dad waves at Grayson and signals me to come back inside. I wait for my dad to leave so I can hug Grayson again and have the sweet warmth my body so desperately needed, but he wasn't going anywhere.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow or something." I smile shyly, hoping he would agree to see me again. He just looks at me and smiles then walks away. I couldn't help but watch him walk away. The way the moon was lit against his body made him seem so beautiful and eerie at the same time it intrigued me, but my dad was right staring me down so I had to cut my stare short. I waltz my way to the front door to where my dad was surprisingly already there waiting for me.

"So is that like your boyfriend?" He blurts. My throat was stuck. I can't believe he said that.
"N-no were just friends." I say waking past him trying to squeeze out any left over water in my hair. He follows close behind. "Good, I don't want you to have any distractions away from you being with your old man in his time of need. You're all I have left and I don't want you to leave me like the rest of them." He said quiet. I touch his shoulder. "Dad I already told you, I will never leave you I promise."

His eyes smiled along with his lips. I loved seeing him happy... and sober. He was carefree and loving he headed to bed. I head back to my room where a cool breeze had attacked me as I entered. I head towards the window to shut it to see Grayson standing there at the street light getting ready to throw more rocks. Once we meet eyes he loudly whispers and signals. "Shhh just come with me." I was confused I thought he had left, but he had stayed and waited for me. I guess he wanted more than just to apologize.