So many things went through my mind when I asked Grayson the questions no one did.
I am guessing no one met his brother.
Or he just didn't talk...
Besides the fact that I go there every morning and see Grayson.
I have my own life problems that sometimes push me down to bed in tears.
I am a 22 year old,I live alone in a small apartment.
And get visited by my family every now and then.
But sometimes being alone gets to me too hard.
I went to highschool and still haven't actually found someone who will please me enough to be in my life.
I look at guys differently.
So dating a couple of guys around the school wouldn't even leave an effect on me after they leave.
My dad is a cook, My mom passed away from a car crash.
She survived for two days after but she didn't know who I was or why am I there or why is she there and many questions on.
She lost her memory, and way back in her teens had a tumour in her brain.
It broke my heart so much I collapsed in my bed and didn't get up for weeks.
And weeks on....
That's when I decided I need to get a job, to at least survive even tho I didn't feel like i have to.
So I approached the big building.
And met Grayson.
The sweetest guy I knew.
Weird to say the "sweetest" huh?
When he is in a prison like this.
Grayson's p.o.v
I waited patiently for Y/n leaned on the bars looking down the hallway and up hoping to see her.
My hands wrapped around them gently.
"Aww is someone waiting for their girlfriendddd?"
Bryan got up from his bed and wrapped his hands around the bars.
I hated him with passion and only agreed with the voice when it was right.
"Figuring out the way to get out of here would be a better plan huh? They all seem to be stuck where you can't get them. Wrap your hands around their helpless bodies"
I just rolled my eyes at him and clenched my jaw my eyes lightening up at every step I hear hoping it was her.
Another familiar voice appears making me cringe.
Victor, beside bryan's cell looked thro the bars.
"Is that hottie coming?"
He looked left and right.
I frowned, the way they treat women is disgusting, all I really want from y/n is a hug.
To keep me calm.
"Imagine her in your cell, bro" Bryan chuckled
My eyes travelled from one to another as they talked.
"All of you would know my real name"
He laughs like a maniac.
My heart dropped but as soon as i heard a bunch of cat calling phrases from the back of the hallway I knew my girl was coming.
I jumped a bit with a smile on my face full of excitement waiting for them to open the doors so I can hug her tightly.
A/n:
Doesn't she sound a lot like billie from her mother's death? 🤔
