My Roommate. My Savior.

Chapter 13

(Ali's POV)

Before I can answer her I start crying. "Mommy, I just can't do it anymore. I don't want to be a loser. I don't want to be worthless and a whore. I want to be loved. I want to be cherished." I sob.

"Ali, what makes you think that stuff about yourself?" Mom asks.

"Greg, Gina, Alex, Jorge, Mother, kids at school. It's everywhere. I can't even go to the store without having even a flicker of fear and doubt." I explain.

"Ali, I think you should talk to someone. Although I think they should be professional I am not going to make you go to therapy. I want you to talk to me or dad or Lily, Jose and even Vivy. And I think you should talk to Grayson." She tells me.

"Mom, I can't talk to Grayson. What if he wants to hurt me? I can't trust him. I thought I would come to college and get a fresh start. But I still wake up scared."

"Ali. It has been two days. Give him time to prove himself to you. Then and only the will I hear you out when you say you don't trust him." With that she walks out of the room leaving me crying.

A little while later everyone else walks in. "Are you ok?"

"What happened?"

"Does it hurt?"

"Do you need the doctor?"

Everyone talks at the same time. "Shut up! Everyone get out!" I shout. Then I lay down with my back facing the door.

When I hear the door close I sit back up and I see Grayson standing there. "Ali, are you ok?"

"I don't want to talk to you. Leave me alone." I snap.

"Ali." He snaps back. "We are all trying to help you. If you don't want help fine. But do not take it out on us." He says firmly. Then he walks out. As soon as he leaves the doctor comes in.

"Ok. So you seem to be back to normal and I think you'll be happy to know that you can go home today. Only had to stay over night." He smiles.

I smile back. "Thank you, doctor."

***

Grayson is ignoring me and I don't like it. I want no I need him to talk to me. It has been two weeks. Classes have started and they're easier than I thought.

Grayson always has friends over and the second I walk through the door he leaves. I try to talk to him but he ignores me. Mom is kind of mad at me still but the rest of my family is not.

I have a nightmare every night but it hasn't gotten so bad that I wake up screaming. But they are getting worse and I fear that at some point real soon I will have one of those nightmares. But I'll cross that bridge when I get there.

Today I have a therapy appointment. Yeah you read right. I don't want to talk to someone who I am or will get close to because then they have a chance to use it against me. So I thought therapy would be perfect.

I'm not gonna say that I am fine because I'm not. I'm not going to lie to make her think I'm normal. I am going to be as flat out as I can. Maybe if I get it over with I can heal faster.

It's 2 now and my appointment is at 3 so I have about an hour to mentally prepare myself for whatever happens.

I think I'm going to watch tv first to try to get my mind off of it. I go into the living room and turn on the tv. It's on the news and I decide to just leave it there. Doesn't hurt to know what is going on in the world.

"Just this morning we heard that someone by the name of Jorge Gomez escaped from the jail house last night at around midnight. His inmates say they have no clue where he might be headed. All we know for sure is that this man is very dangerous and we advise all young women to stay alert. And parents of children still at home, we advise you to keep children in the house with locked doors."

There it is. His picture pops up in the corner of the screen and I feel like he is smiling right at me through the screen. I am sobbing now. I have to call someone to help me.

With a blurry vision I pick up my phone and call the first person on my contact list. I don't even know who it is.

Hello?

Hey. Who is this?

Grayson. Ali, what's wrong?

Nothing. I have to call my dad.

Ali, you're sobbing. What happened?

Nothing. I'm fine.

Last time you said you were fine, you tried to kill yourself. Don't do anything stupid. I'll be there in five minutes and we can go from there.

Then he hangs up. What am I gonna do? I can't wait five minutes is to long.

No! Ali, Grayson just talked to you. Don't ruin it now. Sit on the couch and wait.

So I do just that. Five hours later, (It was really only 3 minutes but whose counting.) Grayson walks through the door.

"What's wrong?" He asks sitting beside me on the couch.

"He got out and he's coming for me." I say completely zoned out.

"Who?"

I look at him. "Read my paper and you'll know but I have to call my dad." I get off of the couch and go get my paper from the safe in the bottom of my closest. I hand Grayson the paper and go get my phone to call dad.

(Grayson's POV)

Story of my life: by Ali Forester.

This is it. The moment I have been waiting for. I am about to know her story. I am about to know who he is. And although I am confused out of my mind I couldn't be more excited.

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P.S. Sorry about the short chapter the next one will be longer.