Chapter 34

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*Shay's POV*

"Why do you even care about it anymore? It's over with, I left y'all alone." Gracelynn looked at me.

"Why did you do it? Why did you use me?" I asked her.

"You were an easy target. You were guliable and Stacey was your best friend." I bit my lip. "I'm sorry."

I looked at her and was surprised. "Sorry? You've change." She nodded her head. "When and how?" I asked.

"I've been going to therapy for my anger issues. Its been helping me. My therapist says that I have changed a lot." She smiled. "I've been trying to accept everyone for who they are and not bully anyone."

"That's great." I smiled. "You should apologize to Stacey. Well when she remember's everything."

"What do you mean remember?" She asked me, confused.

"She jumped off of a bridge and was in a coma for a few months." I looked at her. I don't believe that she has changed, but she looks like she has.

"I'm sorry, I'll come by when she is remembering things. Do you think you could call me and tell me when that is?" She asked me.

"Of course." I stood up. "I should get going. The others don't know that I came by here." She smiled.

"Okay, I guess we will talk later." I walked outside and went back to the apartment.

"Where were you?" Dan asked me.

"Just walking." He looked at me and shook his head. I knew he wouldn't believe me, but as long as he doesn't know the real truth as to where I was, it's all okay. Hunter and Dan would kill me if they knew I went to see Gracelynn.

"Just walking huh?" I nodded my head. "You don't seem to sure."

"Dude, I just went on a walk, no where else." He smirked and gave up. He still doesn't believe me, but hey, what he doesn't know, doesn't hurt him. Right?

I shook my head and sat down beside him. "So what's up?" I asked him.

"Nothing, I'm hungry."

"I cooked last night, your turn." I laughed and he shook his head. We have this thing where we cook every other night. I cook one night then he cooks the next. Some nights we order in. It's a pretty efficient way to get things done. Yes, were both me, but we do tend to keep things as neat as possible.

We go on tour a lot now, so it tends to stay pretty clean. When we are at home it can get pretty messy, but we do clean up after ourselves most of the times. Dan got up and went into the little kitchen in our apartment. He started to cook hamburgers and frech fries.

We ate real quick and I hopped in the shower.

*Stacey's POV*

Hunter held me in his arms and I continued to cry. I'm so confused and I'm so lost. What do I even do anymore? "How are you feeling?" Hunter asked me.

"Ehh." I said and wouldn't look up at him.

"Everything will be okay. It's all going to straighten out and you'll remember things. It's not going to be like this forever."

"I've lost faith." I looked up at him. We are still sitting on the bathroom floor after I got my shower. He wipes my eyes.

"I have faith. I know you will remember. You have to, for me."

"What if I don't? What is going to happen then? I'm not me anymore. I don't even know who 'me' is." I told him. "I don't know my purpose in life anymore."

"You will figure out. Just give it time."

"How much time? I'm tired of this. I'm tired of feeling like this. I'm tired of the constant pain. The constant forgetting. I just want to remember things and everything go back to normal." He looked at me.

"Please Don't give up." he asked me, well begged me. I shook my head and he bit his bottom lip. "Please." I started to cry again and held my arm. "Let's get something on that." Hunter stood up and went to the cabinet. He bought back some ointment and rubbed it on my arm.

"Thanks." I gave him a small smile. He nodded and put it up.

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