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Alia
I wake up to Grayson shaking me a few times, I rub my eyes yawning "What?" I sit up running my fingers through my naughty dirty blonde hair "You've been sleeping for so long" Grayson states raising a brow at me I sigh pulling the covers off me revealing my cuts that look gruesome "What the fuck is that?" Grayson raises his voice standing up straight I rub the pad of my thumb over the rough cut layers of skin but quickly cover them with my shorts.

I look up at Grayson with a fake cough "What time is it?" I ask changing the subject "No you can't do that, but it's 6:12pm" I nod looking back down at my feet "Alia, you said you would talk to me" I bite my lip looking up at him, he looks upset; like he was let down. I feel my head start to pound as my eyes fill with tears "Grayson, I don't want to hurt you, I'd rather just keep this to myself. It's better off like that, your better off not knowing".

He shakes his head "How am I supposed to let this go when you came in crying?! I'm your boyfriend I want to make sure you are alright why can't you ever just speak to me? I'm trying Alia I'm fucking trying so hard to make you happy but you keep pushing me to the side am I not enough for you?" His voice starts to crack as he gets to the end of his sentence making me want to cry. I grab his hand pulling him down on the bed sitting him next to me "You are more than enough, I love you Grayson so much, I'm sorry if I make you feel like I'm not being honest with you. I'm sorry if you feel like I'm pushing you away, I'm not I just feel like I grieve better on my own".

He nods sending me a fake smile "I love you too Alia, I just want you to talk to me. I feel like I'm not doing my job as a boyfriend when I let you ignore me" he grabs my chin making me look him in his eyes; a pool of a beautiful chocolate color. I nod placing my lips in a straight line "I- I got r-raped" I stutter Grayson's eyes fill with anger but then the sadness and sorrow takes the angers place "Baby" he grabs me pulling me in his arms I cry on his shoulder breathing heavily.

He pulls me on his lap kissing my shoulder softly "Your dad" he whispers to me I nod quickly "I'm stupid, I told him I would meet him at the cafe. I'm so stupid for going" Grayson pulls away from the hug "I thought you said it was over" I shrug looking down as tears fall on Grayson's shorts "I said that to, because thats what I thought" I sniffle looking up at Grayson "Maybe it's over now, or it's just the beginning all over again. But I know I won't be meeting him any where ever again" he rubs my arm sympathetically.

I lay down on my pillows pulling Grayson in my arms "Don't cut, please" Grayson begs squeezing me in his muscular arms "I won't, I promise" he kisses my head softly rubbing my arm gently until I finally fall into a deep sleep.

I wake up to my phone ringing, I grab it looking over at Grayson who is peacefully sleeping. I press the answer button letting Micah's soft voice go through the speaker.

Me
Hey mic, how are you?

Micah
Hi, I'm good. Could you do me a favor and come answer the door?

I almost scream in happiness as he says that, I jump out of the bed running down the stairs. I open the door to see my bestfriend grinning from ear to ear, I grab him pulling his large figure in my arms "I've missed you, so much" I whisper holding him strongly in my arms "I missed you too lia" he kisses my head "How have you been" he pulls away from the hug still holding onto my waist "I'm good" I lie he raises a brow at me then looks behind me making me turn around.

Grayson and Ethan awkwardly stand there "What's up guys" Micah lets me go pulling them both into a bro hug "It's been a while" Ethan says letting him go "Yeah I know, I wish I could've stayed here in jersey but I couldn't" I walk over to them wrapping my arms around Grayson "So I see that you two are doing good" I smile "Better than ever" I nod kissing his cheek "Well it's good that you came Micah, we are moving out tomorrow we could use a little help packing the rest of our stuff, and moving it in the truck" Micah nods following us up the stairs.

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