Unlucky (when bad girl meets good boy)

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Grace's pov (Clyde's mom)

"Sometimes it feels like I can't even talk to her. Every time I try to say something to her she rolls her eyes and walks away. What did I do wrong? How did this even happen?" I said sobbing on Garrett's shoulder. He held me tight and ran his fingers through my hair. "It's not your fault, you've been a wonderful mother." Garrett said planting a soft kiss on my forehead.

We stayed like that for a while, Just sitting there in our room. I couldn't help but cry more. "I-it feels like ev-everything thing that's happened to her is my fault. Why can't I ever do anything right?" I cried. Garrett straightened me out so he could look at me. "You raised a beautiful, smart, and wonderful girl. We didn't know that all of a sudden she would be replaced by this selfish and rude one. We can't give up on her, everything that's happened happened for a reason. We need to make it better again." Garrett looking straight into my eyes and cupping my face.

I smiled softly, "I love you so much." His face broke out into a beautiful grin. "I love you even more." He smiled. "That's not possible." I smiled giving Garrett a quick peck. "Yea, it is." He said kissing me softly but forcefully. Does that even make sense? I wrapped my arms around his neck and he placed his hands on my waist. He rolled us over where I was on the bottom and he was on the top placing all his weight on his elbows. My breath became unsteady, and my heart was beating fast.

We continued like that for a while until we ran out of breath. "You don't know how much I fucking love you Grace." Garrett said lying next to me. I snuggled into his side to feel his warmth. "But I still love you even more." I smiled up at him. He grinned back, "not a chance."

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Clyde's pov

I'm not really sure what Drew and I were. We acted like a couple, but the titles of boyfriend and girlfriend weren't there. It was confusing, but I didn't care as long as he was happy.

Things weren't picture perfect though. I'm still not 100% me. I'm still broken, and hurt. I'm trying really hard to be genuinely happy again, but after everything thing that's happened things are looking pretty bleak.

Drew's been really supportive, and thank God he hasn't left me. I'm such a mess, and I don't understand why a nice handsome boy like him is still wasting his time on a depressed, anxious, and broken girl like me.

I'm glad he sees something in me though because I don't know how I would've been able to go on without him.

As of right now, I was at Drew's house sitting on his couch talking to his very pregnant mom. It wasn't a surprise that she was pregnant, since she had already told everyone. Nicole was a pretty lady, she had blonde hair and the prettiest blue eyes. She was probably the funniest person you will ever meet.

"What are you going to name your baby?" I said smiling at Nicole. "Well if it's a boy I'm going to name it Rider, because he is going to be hot when he's older and he needs a hot name. If it's a girl I want to name it...Sharkeisha!" She said smiling. I bursted out into a fit of laughter. "Sharkeisha?!" I said laughing even harder. Nicole smirked, "Yea! I like it, don't you?" I laughed, "Sure Mrs. Davis." Nicole's expression. "Ew don't call me that it makes me feel old." She said making me laugh again. "Okay then." I smiled. "But really what would you name your girl baby?" I asked curiously. "I don't know maybe like Cianna. Oh no no no, I knew a Cianna and she was a bitch. Hmm maybe Cami. Yea I like that. Her name can be Cameron and I'll just call her Cami." Nicole said and I nodded and smiled.

I heard the shower turn off upstairs, meaning Drew was done taking a shower. Nicole smirked at me, "Ooh you better go get some girl while its still hot." I blushed deeply. "Uh okay." I said heading towards Drew's room. "Remember, be FIERCE." Nicole called after me. I smiled, but I don't think I had any fierce left in me.

I wasn't just going to wait outside of the bathroom, because that would be awkward, so I went to Drew's room. When I opened the door I didn't expect it to be so clean. This room was immaculate. He had light blue walls and wood flooring. It was so beautiful. I've been in his bedroom before, but that was when we were little and he still had Bob the builder on his walls.

I walked over to an old album that was filled with pictures from our freshman year. The front picture was of Drew, Bri, and I at our school dance. I remember that night so clearly, i had worn a soft pink dress that had a beautifully embellished top. Drew and I slow danced while he sang every word in my ear. God, he has a beautiful voice. What happened to us? We were all so close. Oh yeah, it was my fault.

I let the tears fall as I place the album back on his desk. Everything is my fault, I can't do anything right. The small tears turned into sobs. I heard someone walk in, but I couldn't move. I was trapped by my memories, the very ones I was happy to get back. It was like my memories surrounded me like a wall and I trapped inside. My best and worst memories kept replaying in my head.

Things got worse. I couldn't breathe, and it felt like I was dying. It felt as if walls were beginning to build up around me, isolating me from anyone. The tears kept on falling. Why was I so messed up?

I could feel someone holding me and telling me something. The soft voice kept telling me it was okay and that I was fine. The walls felt as if they couldn't be demolished. I was trapped by my own mistakes, and there was nothing I could do about it. So here I was, trapped and all alone.

"Shh Clyde, it's alright. I'm right here."

I could definitely tell that was Drew. I wasn't alone, he was right there every step of the way. I was never alone to begin with.

My sobs quieted and the walls around me were gone, and it was just me and Drew. I steadied my breath and tried to force my eyes open.

"Hey you're okay, everything is fine." Drew whispered in my ear. I nodded and finally managed to open my eyes. "Are you going to tell what happened?" Drew asked worriedly. I shook my head no. "I-I'm fine." I said standing up. "You obviously aren't." Drew said standing up also. "Let's just go." I said looking at the floor. "Not until you tell what's wrong." Drew said holding my hand.

After I had told him what happened, He kept trying to reassure me that none of these things that had happened was my fault, but I knew they were. Telling him 'I know' every time he assured me was just for his own benefit.

No one, not even Drew, could convince me that I wasn't a train wreck of a person.

Today was going to be my first day back at school, and I already knew it was going to be hell.

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Idek about this chapter. It's just so eh. But whateva. foreva. and eva. I kinda wanted to write a Grace pov so yea

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