Empire- An Au Hs Fanfic (COMPLETED)

Chapter 21

I ended up spending the night at Derek's house and stopped by my place in the morning to pick up some clothes for work. I arrived to the office to see Harry here. I ignored him as I walked to my office, shutting the door which he just opened and locked behind him. 

"So you weren't just going to tell me you're related to the kings?" He was obviously angry as I sat at my desk and continued to ignore him. "Now you're going to fucking ignore me?" His voice was getting louder and I looked at him. 

"Why did it matter? You're not my boyfriend." He chuckled as he sat in the seat infront of me, grabbing his chin and looked to the side. "Not your boyfriend? Yet you get so fucking angry over me fucking other women! Why?! I'm not your fucking boyfriend." He looked into my eyes as he spoke and watched my heart break into pieces. 

"Because. I was stupid enough to fall in love with a man I was supposed to fucking hate." I said and his face softened as he heard me. "My mistake, I'm sorry. Won't happen again so you don't have anything to worry from me, I'll leave you alone. I have to go to a meeting." I got up and left him in my office as I drove to my house to just be alone. 

I laid in my bed and just cried my eyes out. I finally pulled myself together enough to take a shower and slip into jeans and a white t-shirt with some heels. I grabbed my keys and stopped at the store for flowers and drove to the cemetery. 

I went to the familiar grave stone and cleared it off. "Hey baby." I sat infront of the grave stone and placed my flowers on it. 

"Tyler Michael Sifuentes. Mommy's angel who never got to fly." I read the gravestone of my dead son, choking on my sobs. 

"Mommy's so sorry about not coming to see you. I've been busy but that doesn't mean I don't love you. I'm so sorry for what happened to you and want you to know that you deserve better. You deserved everything but you didn't even get to meet your dad. He's really great." I stopped to cry for a second and covered my face with my hands. 

"I just didn't want you to think otherwise. Jesus, Tyler. I wanted so much from you. You were going to be mommy's little angels but those bad fucking men took you from me. I didn't even get to kiss you goodbye and I'm so sorry for that." I closed my eyes and my bottom lip quivered. 

"Mommy's so sorry baby." I looked down at my lap and hugged the bear I bought tightly. "You deserved the world and god fucked you over because I was never meant to have something as great as you. I destroy everything I touch and just wanted to let you know that mommy loves you so much." I let my lip tremble as I placed a firm kiss to the headstone. 

"I'm so fucking sorry baby." Was all I could say before standing up. I turned to bump into something hard. "Come here." Nick said and held me tightly. I hugged him back and sobbed into his chest. "It's okay." He smoothed my back and I shook my head. 

"I'm so sorry." I said and he shook his head. "Come on, let's get you home." He mumbled and lead me to his car. "How did you know?" "I saw your car a few blocks away. You were driving so fast so I knew where you were coming to." He sighed and drove me home. 

He stayed with me, holding me as I sobbed into his chest. "I miss him. He deserved so much better Nick I'm just hurt. I miss him so fucking much." 

I was expecting a baby with Michael when I was 16 but I was kidnapped to be used as leverage against Nick. I was kidnapped for a month, my last month of pregnancy and was forced to give birth to my son, Tyler. Tyler's throat was slit and I was left in a bathtub filled with his blood for 4 weeks and was raped periodically. I didn't break up with Michael because I didn't love him. I broke up with him because it hurt me so much to look him in the eye and tell him I couldn't  even take care of the one thing that would make us both happy. Nick feels guilty for that and he's never stopped feeling that guilt which is why he and Josh protect me with everything they have. Josh is like Nick, gets on my nerves for being overprotective and I hate that about them. 

"I'll go pick up some chinese for you. Alright? I'll be back in like an hour or two. I'll bring you some other shit too alright?" I nodded and he pressed a kiss to my head and left me to look at my tv screen that displayed a random movie I payed no attention to. 

I heard his car start before him pulling out. I was in such sorrow at remembering Tyler I broke into more tears. The doorbell rang and I wiped my tears and opened to see Harry who let his face fall when he saw me. 

I just turned back around and left the door opened. I sat on the single couch and just stared at the tv screen. "Baby." "Harry. Please don't." I begged, closing my eyes and let my bottom lip tremble as I covered my face. 

"Nick's going to come back any minute. I'm not in the mood to deal with this right now." I begged and could feel him staring at me. "I just want to talk. Please, just hear me out. I didn't mean to hurt you this bad." 

"Oh baby. This isn't all you. It's partly my fault. I'm just so stupid to pretend like this isn't the hardest time of year for me." I said opening my eyes to see Derek coming in with a worried expression. 

"Come here. Don't you fucking dare think about it like that." Derek picked me up and hugged me. "You hear me? What those men did to you wasn't your fucking fault. Don't you ever fucking say some shit like that!" Derek hugged me and I broke into tears. 

"Jesus Christ." Derek sighed and put me down and sat with me. "Derek. I can't even process. It's been 6 years. 6 fucking years since those men just took my son from me. 6 fucking years since they hurt me and I couldn't protect my son from them like I had promised I would. I swore I'd never let anything hurt him and now he's dead." I sobbed and my brother started crying with me, hugging me and shook his head. 

"Don't fucking do that. You were only 16. Do you hear me? That was not your fucking fault." He sniffled and Nick walked in, eyes landing on Harry. 

"What the fuck is he doing here?!" He yelled, setting the food on the counter and Derek stood up. "Don't. Grace was seeing him and loves him. Don't you fucking dare fuck this up for her you selfish asshole. Our little sister is sitting there dying at what happened to her and you're going to worry about her boyfriend? Are you fucking kidding me Nick?" Derek asked and Josh walked in with Danny and Alex, doing the same shit. I shook my head and looked down at my lap. 

"Gracie. Baby." Danny ran over to me and picked me up, hugging me tightly. "That wasn't your fault. Okay? Do you hear me?" He squeezed me tightly but all I could do was sob. 

"Come on, we brought you some food." Josh hugged me and I shook my head. "I'm not hungry." "Grace, we go through this every year. Not eating won't bring him back. We need you to eat. Please." Alex said and I broke into tears. 

"You don't fucking say that kind of shit!" Josh yelled, smacking him in the back of the head. "What I say?!" Alex rubbed the back of his head. "Not eating won't bring him back! You don't say that to a woman who's grieving the lost of her child you asshole!" Josh yelled and turned his attention to me. 

"Eat." "No. Don't make me please." "Grace." Nick warned and I shook my head. "Leslie for fucksake, eat!" Nick yelled and I shook my head no, sitting on the couch. "Don't make me. Please. I just want to take a nap." He sighed and shook his head. 

"I never meant to hurt you like this. Understand that I wanted to protect you. I never once thought about hurting you, you're my little sister." Nick's voice was coming out above a whisper with cracks in his voice. 

"It wasn't your fault." I whispered and hugged him. I walked by Harry and pulled him upstairs with me. I didn't even feel like talking as I slid into bed. I didn't feel like talking when he pulled me into his chest.

 I didn't feel like living as I stooped as low as sobbing into his chest.