requested by wonderdylberry
summary : in which grayson saves you before making a terrible mistake. everyone needs someone to stay.
Grayson's pov :
I didn't even notice that my face became wet from my own tears.
I held onto her for dear life as she continued to sob immensely.
What happened for her to get to this point? Why wasn't I there for her when I should've been? How could she want to do this to herself?
Millions of questions raced through my mind. As many as I had I wasn't sure if I want ed to hear the answer for some.
I wrapped my arms around her body lifting her up to walk her to her bedroom, completely forgetting about the snacks in the living room.
I placed her hyperventilating figure onto the soft bed.
She refused to let go, clinging for dear life.
"(Y/N)" I whispered, voice cracking.
She looked up slowly most definitely scarred to meet my gaze.
"Why?" Tears began to fall again as I recalled the horrific scene I saw not too long ago.
She swallowed the lump in her throat. It was difficult for her to face me but it wasn't anything I didn't understand.
"Because" I felt my heart beat harder at the sound of her voice.
"It's my fault."
Confusion washed over me.
It's her fault that what happened?
"What is your fault?" I pulled her closer stroking her hair.
Her eyes grew glossy as they welled up with tears.
"It's my fault she got killed" the tears escaped her eyes and her lip began to quiver.
"What? Who got killed?" This was brand new information to me.
A silence settled over us for a few seconds when she uttered out two words, "my mom."
If my world hadn't shattered earlier it sure as hell did now.
My jaw dropped as she began to cry out again.
I pulled her as close as I could, not wanting even a centimeter of separation.
"(Y/N) I'm so sorry for your loss I had no idea."
(Y/N)'s Mom wasn't just her mom she was like my second mom. Always accepted me into her home, invited me on their family vacations and even made birthday parties for me.
To suddenly hear that she was killed and that (Y/N) believed it was her fault was distressing.
"What happened?" I asked hoping I wasn't overstepping any lines.
"It was that time of the month and you know how I love my chocolate ice cream" she started out.
It was true she loves chocolate ice cream.
"So I asked my mom to go to the store to get me a tub."
I could see it on her face that she was revisiting that disturbing memory.
"She was murdered for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. It's my fault, if I hadn't-" I cut her off with a shush.
"(Y/N) it is not your fault, look at me" I gently turned her face upwards.
"It's not your fault. The people at fault are the sick, demented people that decided that they had to right to deprive someone of their life. It is not your fault so don't blame yourself" I stroked her cheek.
"This was two weeks ago" she whispered.
This was only recent and she had no one to comfort her.
Why did I get caught up in all of my business? Why didn't I visit? Or even call?
"I'm sorry" the words struggling to break free from the confinement of my mouth.
"I should've been their for you, I should've called. I got so caught up in what I was doing I didn't even ponder on the thought of if you were doing okay. What kind of best friend does that? Actually screw best friend, I love you (Y/N), more than a best friend and I should've been here for you. You shouldn't have had to go through this alone. You shouldn't have had to suffer like this because I was a terrible person and I wasn't there for you. I could've lost you" I was now a complete mess at the thought of losing the love of my life.
"If I lost you I would've never been able to live with myself let alone forgive myself. I'm sorry I wasn't there when you needed me" I finished, resulting in tears from (Y/N) and I.
"Please don't ever even think about doing this again. If you even think it call me, I will never not pick up. You have me, you're not alone. You will always have me, somebody to stay."
Idk how I feel about the ending but honestly bLACK PANTHER WAS AMAZING GO SEE IT YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT , IM GONNA GO SEE IT AGAIN ON TUESDAY 😂😂
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dolan twins imagines
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