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6 - the past

grayson - wednesday

  the anticipation that was settling in my body finally hit me all at once.

  i glance through the window of my car watching the door of the restaurant open and close every so often. people walking out with smiles on their faces, some just blank.

  i don't know what my face will look like when she enters that building. i don't know what it will look like when we exit that building.

  a girl in a short tan skirt and pink sweater strolls up to the door of the restaurant. i freeze. i know it's her; i don't even have to see her face to realize.

  the way her hips sway and the way her hair falls down to her shoulders. i can just tell.

  when you invest that much time and effort into someone you love you seem to notice the little things.

kiara

  i shakily tug at the hem of my skirt, pulling it down from riding up my thighs. i exhale the breath that was trapped in my lungs through the small hole my lips have made.

  you're going to be fine.

  i pull the glass door open to the restaurant grayson told me to meet him at. i'm about a minute late but what concerns me even more is the fact that grayson himself isn't here.

  maybe he didn't want to wait for me. maybe i was too late or maybe—just maybe—he doesn't care about me anymore.

  i walk up to the hostess and she smiles while asking how many.

  i'm about to respond when a voice behind me speaks up. i hadn't even noticed he had walked in.

  "dolan, for two," he says smoothly, leaving me speechless.

  i glance up at him and he doesn't even look at me. his eyes stay focused on the hostess as she grabs our menus and leads us to a table near the back.

  i walk to my seat and pull it out for myself. i get that he doesn't want to be sappy or romantic, for god's sake he probably hates my guts.

  i sit down across from him and try not to stare at his bulky arms, that seem to have gotten bigger since i last saw him; especially in the constricting white button down he was wearing.

  my eyes wander all over him finally landing on his hazel orbs that seem to be boring holes in my own. i cough awkwardly and adjust my body in my seat.

  i don't know how to start a conversation but just sitting here staring at each other isn't working. he seems to notice but not act upon it right away.

  "i'm sor—," i start right at the same time he says, "don't say—."

  i look down at my feet under the table. my body seizing up at the thought of him speaking to me. i was in awe to say the least. at least he didn't tell me to leave.

  we both look up at the same time, a slight smirk appearing on his face, confusing me. i scrunch my eyebrows together and try not to think much about it but i can't help it.

  "what?" i blurt, defensively.

  he still sits there his smirks growing bigger but he doesn't say anything. he clears his throat at the time the waiter comes to take our orders.

  i hadn't thought much about what i wanted to get since i was pretty much busy. i order a lemonade and a salad, not really hungry. i came here for grayson not food.

  the waiter leaves and grayson turns back to me, that look still plastered on his face.

  "it amazes me, you know?" he starts staring at something behind me. his eyes drift to mine. "it amazes me how much you can seem so infatuated with a person to the point where you can't function properly without them. and then one day your world ends when that person leaves. and trust me when i say that i couldn't function even remotely properly because i thought all of this was my fault."

  guilt rushes through my veins and i hide my face by looking down at my lemonade the waiter had placed in front of me. i take a sip.

  "it wasn't your fault," i mumble trying not to make this as big of a deal as it has to be. i want to be civilized about this.

  "well, you damn sure made it seem that way, kiara," he says. my name rolls out of his mouth without hesitation, my insides falling to pieces and my breath hitching.

  i close my eyes. "there's no way to tell you this because i know it's no excuse for leaving you but trust me i had a reason; a pretty damn good one."

  i take another sip.

  "was it that baby?" he asks suddenly almost regretting his decision.

  i nearly choke on my lemonade as it seeps down my throat. my mouth forms words but i'm not able to process anything or actually speak them.

  "is it jacob's?" he asks, a disappointed look taking over his face.

  i shake my head with the most power i have left in me. "she's not jacob's."

  "she?" he says raising his eyebrows. i nod quickly. "what's her name?"

  i freeze. how do i tell him my daughter's name without giving it away that he's the father.

  "kiara? what's her name?" he continues to push the question.

  "uh, it's, um, bailey," i mumble not saying it too loud enough for him to clearly hear.

  he looks at me his eyes saying i can't fucking hear you. "what did you say?"

  "her name is bailey, grayson," i say louder, not daring to turn my eyes to look at his.

  he's silent. so silent you could hear a pin drop. fuck. i should have never even came.

  i stand up abruptly and walk out of the restaurant, pushing the door open with force as i jog to my car. i just want my baby back. i open the door to my car about to slam it shut when a strong hand holds it open.

  "wait, kiara," grayson says out of breath from sprinting after me. "is she my baby?"

  hot tears trail their way down my cheeks. "grayson, i—i, ugh."

  he grabs my face in his hands, cradling it. he wipes my tears away, comforting me in the sweetest way possible.

  "kiara, just tell me the truth," he whispers.

  i hesitate trying to catch my breath from sobbing. "grayson, i only left to save myself and this baby. my parents would have never excepted me as their own if they knew i was pregnant with another mans baby. so yes grayson, bailey is your baby."

  his hands fall from my face and he shuts his eyes.

  tears roll down my cheeks more and more. "i really do love you, grayson. i don't think i'll ever be able to stop. and i'm so so sorry for ever hurting you."

  he nods his head understanding. a sigh of relief leaves my lips and i put my hand on his jaw pulling him closer to me without even thinking.

  my lips brush against his and i close the gap between eagerly wanting him close to me. he kisses back but then retaliates not pushing me back but releasing from the kiss.

  "i'm sorry," i apologize almost immediately, shaking my head out of embarrassment. "i didn't—."

  his lips are back on mine before i can finish my sentence. my hands tugging roughly at the hairs on his neck. his lips mold with mine and in this moment i couldn't feel more whole.

  he pulls away, both of us panting hard and stares me in my eyes.

  "it amazes me how i can feel so hurt for so long but when i'm with you all that pain is gone. i still love you, kiara."

  tears of happiness fall now. my emotions are on full swing. everything about today has been interesting, i guess.

  i hold him close, my arms around his neck and his hands resting on my lower back.

  "can i see her?" he whispers his breath fanning on my neck.

  i nod my head.

  i guess this is better than the ending i had envisioned for today. hopefully we can push past the past; move on with our lives and become one again.

a/n: wowow....1400 words for y'all and i hope you enjoyed it i know i sure as heck did <3 <3 <3
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