need you | g.d.

13 - i promise

kiara

"g-gray, he really was no one, i promise," i stutter trying not to get too into the conversation.

that man scarred me; hopefully bailey was too young to realize or remember what happened.

"who is he?" grayson asks again, his voice sterner and more demanding.

i walk over to the bed and grab bailey, taking her in my arms and kissing her forehead.

"gray, i really don't wan—," i start but i'm cut off by ethan saying the pancakes are ready.

grayson gets up and walks towards me, bumping my shoulder lightly as he walks out of the room. i release the deep breath i didn't know i was holding as i hold bailey close to me.

"it's okay, i won't let him hurt us again," i whisper and walk out of the room.

the fresh smell of pancake batter hits my face as i step into the kitchen. ethan is flipping a few more pancakes on the griddle as grayson is sat at the table by himself.

i stand there for a few seconds contemplating what i should do before going over to ethan with bailey.

"here's your pancakes, and here's little bailey's pancakes," he says handing over two plates; one with a small pancake and one with a larger pancake.

  he glances back towards grayson noting his moody state and raising his eyebrows towards me.

"i'll tell you later," i respond, rolling my eyes and walking towards the seat across from grayson.

i pull the chair out and sit down, putting bailey on one of my thighs so i could feed her as well. i gaze up to grayson, finding that his eyes are already boring holes into mine.

his food is almost gone and he takes the last piece of bacon as he stands up and walks to the sink. he rinses his plate off before walking back over to me and holding out his hands.

"i'll feed bailey so you can eat," he says his voice still plain and empty.

i lift her up with my hands and he takes her from me as he slides into the seat next to me. to say i feel uncomfortable would be an under-statement.

i eye him out of the corner of my eye as he cuts the small pancake into pieces.

"she has no teeth, make sure the pieces are tiny," i say as i stare down at my food and add, "please."

he hums without talking and puts the tiny bits of food up to her mouth as her hand grabs onto his big one and pulls it closer to her. i giggle and then put my hand over my mouth when i realize grayson is glaring at me.

"ethan, can you watch bailey for a few minutes?" grayson asks standing up and taking bailey over to ethan's spot at the breakfast bar.

he grabs bailey from grayson as grayson walks back towards me and laces his hand with mine, pulling me towards his bedroom.

once he gets us inside he shuts the door and i sit down on his bed.

"tell me why you never mentioned any of the hate you've gotten or xander, kiara, tell me because i'm really confused!" he says his voice raising pitches.

  i stand up from my spot and place my hands on his shoulders, rubbing as i try to calm him down. his breathing evens and i feel like i've accomplished something.

  "listen, gray, xander was a mistake that i'm not willing to ever make again. and as it goes for the hate," i take a deep breath in. "that is my problem, i'm just gonna have to learn to deal with it."

  he grabs my hands from his shoulders and pulls me close to him.

  i've always loved this side of him; the soft side that hardly ever showed back in high school.

  "what did he do? i swear to god if he touched you or bailey i will murder him."

  well forget the soft side. jesus, this is a whole new level.

  "gray," i sigh, rolling my eyes, attempting to dismiss the topic.

  "no, kiara, do not act like nothing happened, goddamnit, just tell me!" he backs away and plops down onto his bed. he places his elbows on his knees and his head on his hands.

  "he was a lousy excuse of a one night stand, okay? it was a few months after bailey was born and i had ran out of formula. i had just put bailey back to sleep, so i checked on her and then i left," i say breaking eye contact with him because of how guilty i am.

  "you left her alone?" he asks more disappointed with my decision than i was at the moment.

  "yes, grayson! trust me i feel guilty about so don't even go there. back to the story," i say eyeing him as he shrugs for me to continue. "i needed formula before she woke up so i went to the cvs right down the road. like literally it was a three minute drive, i bought the formula and as i was walking out, he saw me and i-i don't know what came over me, but i let him touch me."

  grayson sighs and runs his hands through his hair. "i swear to god, kiara, what were you thinking?"

  "i don't know, grayson! i was just lonely and-and, ugh, i don't know, okay? he came back to my house and i didn't even check on bailey," guilty tears threaten to fall and i'm taken aback when grayson pulls me in between his legs by the back of my thighs.

  "after we, you know, i told him to leave and that it was a mistake, be-because it wasn't you. he yelled at me and that was when bailey started crying so i had to go get her while he shouted unnecessary obscenities after me! i so scared she was going to be traumatized so i just slapped him and told him to leave before i called the cops. and the was the last he talked to me, i didn't even know he put his number in my phone," i cry, shaking my head.

  grayson pulls my face down to his level and connects our lips in a slow but short kiss; i can taste my tears.

  "i'm sorry i lied," i sniffle, mumbling into grayson's neck.

  he rubs my back up and down, com-forting and calming me. "i love you, kiara, just no more lies, okay?"

  i nod my head into his shoulder. "i promise. i love you so much, grayson."

a/n: awww uwu lol okkkkk cleared up that drama real quick lol ily
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