Chapter 8

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"Ugh, call me Gray and
stop using her, she doesn't deserve it."

I sat straight up, I was so upset and confused. What was Ethan talking about? Is Grayson really using me? What plans? Why is Ethan all of a sudden caring? Thoughts overwhelmed me. I had to take a walk and clear my head. I got up carefully, I didn't want to wake him up. I need time to think. I got Dressed and headed out. I began to run to the park with 'Hold on by Chord Overstreet' playing through my earphones. The song always makes me cry. I arrived at the park and sat on a bench. But not just any bench. Me, Ethan and Grayson always came to the park and sat on this bench. We became best friends here. I wiped my tears away and began to leave the park as I felt like I was being watched. I began to jog back as the feeling only became stronger. As I turned the corner, everything went black...

I felt very dizzy and couldn't open my eyes but I know I was being helped as I felt two strong arms pick me up. My body was too weak to fight back. A few minutes later, I felt someone put me down on a soft surface. After a while I had gathered enough strength to open my eyes. I was lying on a very familiar bed and my surroundings soon came to my head. My head and leg was in pain. I had a wet cloth on my head and a few pillows under my damaged leg. I tried getting up to leave as i didn't want to be here. As I lifted my body, i instantly screamed in pain. I soon regretted it and he came running into the room.

"Oh my gosh! Are you okay!?" He asked coming to the bed. He sat on the other end staring at me and helping me get comfortable again. I didn't want to be here. I'm afraid he will hurt me. I tried my best to move away from him.
"I'm not going to hurt you" he said and put his hand on my other leg. I didn't have the energy to take it off. He then smirked at me and I instantly got worried. I knew what he was thinking. As he slowly came closer to my face, his hand slowly traveled up my leg. Just then, I heard a door shut...

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