cuffed • g.d

30.

"Grayson GET OUT!" I began to get furious at the fact I let a monster into my home and on my body. I wasn't only mad at Grayson but at myself.
He fixed his lips to speak but the hurt in my eyes spoke to him and he made his way back to the window. He suddenly stopped and looked at me, "please hear me out T. That was the old me I would never degrade a woman like that EVER AGAIN! I'm clean please Taya do-"
"GET OUT!" At this point I didn't care if my dad walked in, that way he could make Grayson leave. Grayson nodded and left through the window just in time, I heard the hinges on my dads door open and his heavy footsteps heading toward my room.

He barges in with his bat engraved with his initials on it. He then eyes my room looking for any forced entry but all there was to see was me staring at my window with tears in my eyes. He quickly runs to the window to see who had been in my room. He looked around but Grayson was quick I guess my dad had just missed him. He then runs to me drops his bat and hugs me tight. I didn't hug him back. I was paralyzed I couldn't keep staring out the window. I could still feel the tears falling down my face. He pulled away from the hug and it was as if he saw who I was thinking about through my watering eyes. "I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you again." My dad announces. I couldn't respond I was, again, paralyzed.

---- Next Morning ---

A sudden rush came over me once I woke up, I felt... good. I checked my phone '8:55 a.m. ' it had read across the screen. I sat up and stretched. I don't know why I was so happy when just last night I could feel my life slowly falling apart being ripped away by someone I thought I loved. I jumped out of bed and danced to my closet and put on some ripped jeans with a nice red stripped crop top. Unusually never wear crop tips because I'm way to insecure about my body but today I didn't even care. I was somewhat proud of my body. I had this feeling that something bad was going to happen, mainly because every time I feel happy something shitty is going to ruin it. But I tried my best to stay positive and I skipped downstairs waiting for the smell of breakfast to attack my sense but nothing appeared. I creeped my head around the bottom of the stair and into the kitchen and no one was there. Dads not up?

I hopped back up the stairs and went into his room where he was still sleeping. I could see his ankle monitor flashing. He only had 1 more month with it on. I figured I would just let him sleep and go get myself something from the dragon cafe. I shut the door and make my way around every closet looking for a jacket to match my outfit. I put my earbuds in and shuffled through my playlist all the way to the cafe. I kept my hands in my pockets. The air outside was somewhat refreshing and made me relaxed but I couldn't enjoy it because being happy AND relaxed only means the future holds heartbreak. I walk into the café and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and croissants filled my body. I smiled and found a spot in line. I tapped my foot to the rhythm of my music moving slowly to the barista as each person ordered. I looked around to see different types of people doing different things.

A young girl with perfectly combed blonde hair drinking a frap, a nice middle aged man wearing a Bluetooth ear piece talking to what sounded like his wife eating a cake pop and drinking an iced coffee. Kids playing tic tac to on the menus. The diversity made me happy. The line moved up, I was 2 people away from my egg sandwich and coffee. I suddenly heard the door jingle as another customer came in and as I looked my entire body sank. Grayson. Had he followed me to say sorry or to talk about what happened? I watched for him as he scanned the room looking for, what I thought was, me. But he found his target. Remember the girl with the perfectly combed blonde hair? Yeah he was looking for her. Once he found her, he approached her as he approached me the first time I saw him after that night with Ethan.

He had already moved on. I was such an idiot to actually think he loved me back. I sigh. My appetite was gone and that happy mood was gone. I left the line and left the cafe but being clumsy as I was I bumped into a chair causing a ruckus and all eyes were on me, so were graysons. We made eye contact and in his facial expressions I could tell he was not expecting me to be here. "Taya.." I hear him say soft. I put the chair back and run out trying my hardest not to be upset or to cry because I've had enough of both. Part of me hoped he would run after me saying 'Taya no, it's not what it looks like I love you, you changed me' but he didn't and that's what hurt me the most. I didn't know why I still like him even though just last night I was yelling at him for something disgusting he did with Jake. I'm just as a mess as he is.