Averse Love || Hayes Grier

Chapter 11

My eyes fluttered open as I sat up. Realizing I had fallen asleep, I grabbed my phone to check the time. As my phone lit up, all I saw was plenty of messages from Hayes. Ignoring the notifications, I looked at the clock displayed on the screen.

8:56 am

I realized I had been asleep for a while and decided to get out of bed. My eyes drifted towards the wall across from my bed, my recent painting vibrantly popping up against it's white background, almost begging for my attention. The thought of Hayes brought a wave a mixed emotions, my thoughts and opinions jumbled together. Though I wasn't sure how I felt about Hayes, the painting brought a smile to my face. My brain was a messed up place, and for some unknown reason, though there are many aspects of Hayes that bring fearful and negative thoughts to mind, something about him also brought a sense of happiness. It was crazy how an almost stranger could affect you.

Deciding to look at his many texts, I unlocked my phone. Clicking on the messaging icon, all 33 messages loaded. Scrolling to the top, I began to read the collection of texts.

The messages ranged from 'why did you go home?' to 'are you okay?' and 'shanley answer me'. The last one only from half an hour ago.

As I began typing a response, the dreaded voice came back, trying to pull me away.

'You're better off without him. You barely know him, why go through all this trouble? It's not worth it.'

And I gave in.

Setting my phone back down, I walked to the computer. Hopefully Maria could give me advice. Sitting down, I opened up FaceTime. I glanced at the time, the clock now reading 9:06. It wouldn't be too early to talk to her. Clicking on Maria's contact, it began to ring. After just a little while, the ringing stopped and her contact was closed. She declined my call.

Shutting off my computer, I stared at the blank screen. I'm losing her. She's breaking her promise. One, two, three tears dropped from my eyes. They came quicker and quicker. My face became streaked with the many streams.

The silence was broken with a knock on the door. I stood and walked to the front of the house. Opening the door, my mouth fell open in shock.

"Hayes?" I asked before quickly closing the door.