My Rescuer (an emblem3/Wesley Stromberg fanfic)

Chapter 7

Grace's POV

I can't believe this. We were so close. His arms were so warm. I miss his presence. I feel sort of bad because I've been ignoring Emily and Calissa the entire car ride home, but I think they understand. They know how much Wesley means to me. I've honestly failed at love up until I met him. I actually felt like I had a chance, but of course fame got in the way.

I miss him so much though.

I can't get him out of my mind. I feel another tear roll down my cheek but I quickly wipe it away before Emily and Calissa can notice.

Once we pull into my driveway, I grab my backpack and thank Emily and her mom for everything. I give Emily and Calissa a hug.

"I'm sorry," Emily whispers when she gives me a hug. I give her a small smile and unlock the door to enter the house. I watch as Emily and Calissa drive off. I walk upstairs and look into Thomas' room. He's sound asleep under his covers. I smile and check Logan's room next. Sure enough, he's all curled up in a ball, asleep. I smile and walk towards my room. I notice that Thomas left a note taped to my door. It says:

Grace,

I didn't get the job :( but I do have some news.

We can talk tomorrow morning.

I hope you had fun at the concert.

Love you

-Thomas

Thomas is adorable. I grab the note and I'm about to open the door when I hear sounds coming from a room at the end of the hall. It's the room that Thomas, Logan, and I don't go into. Whenever our mother comes home she spends most of her time in there, sometimes with random guys.

Great.

I hear more noise coming from the room. It sounds like........oh God they're probably fucking each other in there. I quickly run into my room and lock and close the door. I place Thomas' note on my bedside table and set my backpack down. I feel the exhaustion roll into me as I take these crummy clothes off my body. I grab sweats and a tank top from my closet and quickly run into the bathroom. I wash my face well, cleaning off any makeup and any remaining tears. Once I'm done, I brush my teeth and put my hair in a messy bun. I walk back into my room and get myself all comfortable by putting on fuzzy socks and cuddling up with blankets and pillows.

I wish I could be cuddling with Wes.

I look around my room and once I lay my eyes on the sweatshirt laying next to my backpack, I feel a tear roll down my cheek.

It's the sweatshirt Emily got me. The one I dropped and Wes picked up for me.

The one that our hands touched when I grabbed it.

The sadness overflows me when I think of the memory. I grab the sweatshirt and put it on. Even though it makes me sad, it makes me feel safe. Like I'll see Wes again. But what hurts the most is that it smells like him. It's sweet, but it hurts to even think about it.

I continue to think and cry about Wesley until the exhaustion catches up to me and I fall asleep.

The next morning, I wake up really early and only one person appears in my mind.

Wesley.

I miss him so much.

I look over to check the time. It's 4:00 am. I have a horrible headache. I really want to skip school today. Maybe I'll just arrive to school late, that way I don't miss school but I can sleep extra. I'll leave right before lunch. Besides, I forgot to do my homework last night.

I try to sleep a little bit longer, but I'm too stressed to think about it. I get out of bed -and take a quick shower. I dry my hair and put it in a high ponytail and change into yoga pants and a PINK tank. I decide to go for a walk to relax myself and start the morning right. We live near Santa Cruz and I always enjoy walking along the beach. I bring my phone just in case and quietly walk down the stairs so I don't wake anyone up.

Once I get to the beach, I immediately think of Wesley. The beach always reminded me of him. It makes me feel sad again so I decided to pick up my pace and jog for a while. The sound of the waves crashing into the sandy shore soothe and relax me. I slow down and walk for a good hour before I head back home. I feel cheerful and upbeat, but at all ends when I open the door.

"Hello Grace," my mom says as I enter the house. "Where have you been this early in the morning?"

(Hey guys!!

Ooh what will Grace's mom do? lol

I was gonna make this chapter longer but I got lazy and decided to take a break haha

But more chapters will be coming today

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