Chapter 26

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Sorry it's been forever. I really wasn't feeling it the last couple of weeks I needed a break. There was a bunch of finals and school stuff to deal with blah blah blah. Okay, lets make this story interesting again. 

Gracie's POV:

I'm not going to tell Emmie we're coming. I want to surprise her. It will be so great to see her again and check up on how she is doing. I spoken to her since she told me she was pregnant, we texted a couple of times. All she told me is that she was going through with the pregnancy, no abortion. I was happy she made that decision, but sad for her at the same time. 

She doesn't know I'm sick. No one freaking knows I'm sick and it's killing me. I want to tell Taylor or Mahogany or someone but I'm just afraid. They're going to treat me differently, like a charity case or something. I don't want their pity, I just want their support. 

Thinking about this is making it hard for me to breathe, I grab the wall next to me for support as my vision starts going black. 

"Gracie are you okay?" Shawn quickly gets up from his bed and walks over to me. "What's going on, what's wrong?" He grabs my free arm to help me stand.

I shake my head and straighten up. It's passing. "Nothing I think I'm just dehydrated and tired from all of these events." He is still holding my arm. I look up at his perfect, flawless face...

"Gracie?" I look over to see Taylor standing in the doorway, looking confused and pissed at the same time. He walks over to us and pushes Shawn to the side. "What's wrong, are you okay babe?" 

"I'm fine, just dehydrated that's all." I really need to get this whole breathing thing under control. Taylor wraps an arm around my waist and kisses my forehead. "You wanna grab some brunch with me?" He asks and plays with a strand of my hair. 

Ugh crap. My treatment is in like half an hour. This is so stupid I want to hang out with my boyfriend. "I'm super sorry babe I have to go home and get my stuff ready to leave tomorrow. Sarah wants us to have lunch together as a family before I leave and stuff. Does dinner sound okay?" 

He nods and places a hand under my chin, pulling me towards him. He kisses me very passionately for what seems like a little longer than necessary, considering Shawn is standing right behind us. He pulls away and turns around. "Shawn I think there's something in Nash's room that he wanted you to see, follow me." They leave me standing there.

Taylor's POV:

This kid needs to learn a few things. I stop him right outside the door to Nash's room. "Okay look Shawn. I've been really kind with you this whole time, becuase you're one of my bros. I haven't asked you how you knew so many details about the party Gracie was at, and I haven't said anything about the long, romantic looks you've been giving her since the first day she got here. I know you like her dude. I see the way you look at her, I know you're falling for her pretty damn hard, and that's fine, but she's my girlfriend.

We're together Shawn. Get that through your head. We slept together, we kiss, we talk, we hang out, I'm in love with her, and she's in love with me. You need to stop getting so close to her. She's not going to fall for you dude. If she wanted to be with you she would have done something about it. So leave her alone."

I didn't realize I was shouting until I finished. I almost immediately regretted everything that just came out of my mouth as a hurt look flashed across Shawn's face, quickly followed by a lot of anger. Crap.

"You're such an asshole you know that, Taylor? You think everything is yours and no one else can have it. You're so freaking caught up in yours and Gracie's perfect little love story that you can't even see straight. She likes me dude! You wanna know how I know that?"

What the hell is this kid talking about?

"She kissed me. Right under your nose she kissed my mouth. On the way home from the hospital we were sitting in the backseat together and you were asleep in the front. We were talking and she just leaned up and kissed me. I know she meant it, I know she likes me. Maybe it was because I was the one who saved he-"

I punch him. Hard. He shouldn't have opened his big mouth. He should not have said that. He's gonna pay for this. 

"Dude what the hell?!" Shawn yells from the floor wiping blood from his mouth. He stands up and kicks me so hard in the stomach the wind is knocked out of me. I spring up and get ready to knock the little prick unconcious, but someone grabs me from behind. They pin my arms back, it sounds like Cameron trying to calm me down. I'm literally blinded by rage. All I can see is Shawn's ugly face. All I can hear is "she kissed me"

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