Heated // Grayson Dolan

T H I R T E E N

a/n: just an FYI if I don't mention a pov in the beginning of a chapter, just assume it's Syd's. : ))

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The sun set over the pinkish orange sky that stretched over the meadow. Birds chirped peacefully as the wind blew through the tall grass.

Audrey sat beside me. I smiled weakly at her as tears streamed down my face.

"I miss you" I croaked.

"I miss you, too..."

"I'm sorry, Audr. I know it seems like I don't care anymore, but I do. You're always in the back of my mind wherever I go."

"I know" she answered, a small, soft smile formed onto her face. "Sydney..."

"Yeah?"

"Don't forget me."

"I could never."

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My eyes fluttered open, tear streamed down my face. This time, however, I was crying for a different reason as before.

I used to cry because I felt guilty for what happened. But recently I had come to terms with what had happened, I had learned to accept it and realize it wasn't my fault. I couldn't, without a doubt, have done it without Grayson.

I still missed Audrey a whole fucking lot. She often popped up in my mind. I missed her more than anything, even if I didn't show it as much as before.

At least now I do not remember her and hate myself for what I caused, but think of her and miss the memories I had.

My stomach grumbled, I was hungry. My hair was a bird's nest and I felt gross and icky, I needed a shower. I figured I'd shower first, I could have breakfast afterwards. I had dinner the night before, it wasn't like I'd starve.

Massaging the shampoo into my scalp, my stomach felt completely empty. God, I should've eaten first. I shook it off, I'd last long enough to finish the shower.

I let the shampoo rinse out my hair as the water poured onto me. I gripped onto my stomach. It felt as if my own stomach was eating my organs alive. I was confused, it wasn't like I starved myself, and I ate breakfast, lunch, and dinner the night before not including all the extra snacks. My head began spinning, I felt as if I couldn't move without falling over. My vision became dark and blurry as the hunger in my stomach became worse than before. I began feeling nauseous, even though there wasn't even anything left in my stomach to throw up.

I turned the water off, a little bit of shampoo still left in my hair. Meanwhile, my body began feeling weaker, I became dizzier, my vision became darker, the feeling of my stomach eating my body alive increased. I needed food in my system, and I needed it at the exact moment. Not to be dramatic, but I felt like I was dying.

"Fuck" I croaked.

My throat began feeling choked up, my breathing became heavy. I pushed through everything and reached past the shower curtain to grab a towel.

"Mom!" I called out, forgetting that I was even in New Jersey instead of home.

I felt light headed, I was going to give out in any moment. I let myself sit down at the floor of the shower with the towel wrapped around me, giving out on my way down.

Dallas' POV

"Mom!" Sydney called out.

I furrowed my brows and groaned as I set out of my bed. What the fuck. I hear a loud crash sound causing my eyes to widen.