precious | e.d (discontinued)

Twelve | Company

IMPORTANT: Please know that this is chapter TWELVE. If you just came from chapter ten, please go to your table of contents and click on chapter eleven, it is right after this chapter, if your table of contents is also mixed up. When i uploaded there were some minor issues which might have resulted to chapters Eleven and Twelve not being in order. Sorry for the inconvenience. If you came from chapter Eleven, please continue reading.

Alexa's POV

I stared at the ceiling as guilt took over me. I looked beneath the blankets one more, hoping that it was a dream.

It wasn't.

My naked body and the soreness between my legs disappointed me once again, putting me into a stressful state. Grayson was sleeping beside me peacefully, with a small smile on his face.

What I did was so, so wrong.

Oh God. I have to face the consequences of my actions.

Having sex with someone—namely Grayson— was never a good way to drive away pain. It would be too much to handle after anyway. And especially in my case, doing it with one of my best friends.

I closed my eyes. "It's just so wrong." I whisper into the air.

I turn my head back at Grayson, admiring his facial features in the soft sunlight gleaming from the window. He was always handsome in my eyes, but I only ever saw him as a friend.

Now, would it change everything? Of course it will. When I tell him that it was never a
supposed to happen, or when i tell him that I have no feelings for him at all, it was just—sex. I needed to get my mind off shit.

Fuck. I ran my fingers through my hair. This is not going to end well. Or at least, it's gonna be awkward between us.

I wasn't able to stop myself, too driven by the desire to just get my mind off everything.

I sighed. My finger traced the outline of his brows, his are slightly fleekier than Ethan's. His eyes, one thing they had in common. Their eyes really looked alike, but i could tell them apart. I observed his lashes, so long and luscious. His lips—they're a different shape than Ethan's. But both soft and plump. His jaw was sharp, Ethan's was sharp too.

What the fuck am i doing?

I shut down my thoughts for a minute, I keep comparing them to each other. Am i missing Ethan? No. No. Fuck no.

I keep running my fingers on Grayson's face for a little while, until he shifts and blinks to wake up.

I sit up on the bed, holding one hand up to pull the sheets over my body and one hand on the bed to support me.

Grayson rubs his eyes for a few seconds and looks at me, smiling.

"Hi. Good morning Bailey." I smile.

He grabs my pillow and hugs it next to him, his muscles flexing.

He smiles, "Good morning."

I bit my bottom lip, he doesn't deserve to get hurt. I'm not even going to try to lie and say he didn't do me good last night, because he did. He made me forget.

I stared at him, having second thoughts on what to do.

Do i tell him last night was a mistake? Do i tell him that it can't happen again?

I take a look at his happy and hopeful smile, and that made it harder to decide.

Should i just.. see where this goes? Keep it going?