How could we say Goodbye?

Chapter 13

This chapter actually made me cry... goodluck guys.

You are awoken from a knock at the door, Grant is already stood up and putting on a t-shirt and some jeans. What was the time? It was 8:35am

“What the fuck?” You say and Grant shrugs

“Probably just a sales person, I’ll get it, you stay here and rest babe.” He quickly kneels on the bed, kissing you and running out the door downstairs. When he opens the front door, a drunk looking guy stumbles into the house, crashing past Grant

“BABE?” He calls “BABE ITS ME” You froze upstairs… it was Alex’s voice.

Alex turns around and stops when he sees Grant, “Oh don’t tell me you’re fucking my girlfriend…” he says grimacing.

“That’ll be your ex-girlfriend. What’s it matter to you?” Grant corrects him, he clocked it was Alex straight away.

“Fuck off” He says to Grant and calls for you again “BABE, COME ON! We’re goinout, I'm gonna take you somewhere you’lneva forget…” His words slurred, Grant could smell the alcohol and cigarettes on his breath.

“Don’t worry honey I got this.” He calls to you “I think it’s time you leave mate.” Grant says sternly, upstairs you don’t move, thankful for Grant being in the house. Seriously… what are you do without him?

“Excuse me? You can’t just deprive me from seeing my girlfriend. I'm not going anwhere.” Grant raises his eyebrows.

“I'm sorry buddy, you chose the wrong guy to pick on today.” He grabs Alex’s shirt and drags him outside, he started slamming the door when it Alex’s foot jammed in the way. “Oh no you don’t”. He says menacingly.

Unexpectedly, Alex threw himself into the door, forcing Grant back and nearly falling over. He walks over and pushes Grant to the floor, standing over him and kicking his side.

You heard Grant groan out in pain after a thump, jumping out of bed you run down stairs, Alex was stood over Grant, his arm lifted as though he was going to punch Grant in his face. Grant however, was lying clutching his side on the floor and crying out in pain as Alex kicked him again.

“ALEX” You get his attention trying to sound calm. “Come on baby lets go outside.”  You say biting back tears and trying to lure Alex out the door.

“No babe, he’s being fucking rude about you, he needs a lesson or two.” Alex says to you, you hold his waist and Alex raises his eyebrows smiling at you. “Givus a kiss” He says forcing his head towards you

“…wait babe, let’s go outside.” You say taking his hand and leading him outside the front door.

“…No” Grant calls out in between the shouts of pain.

“Come on then, nowwe got privacy fromthat mongrel…” Alex says, you take his hands and lean in slightly, seducing and distracting him, you smell the alcohol and cigarettes on his breath and you think you might be sick as you take in the situation.

You suddenly drive him backwards “If you think, I'm EVER going to go near you again after what you’ve just done, you are sincerely wrong.”

You say, before he can reply, you swing your arm round and punch Alex hard in his jaw bone, he collapses to the floor and you run back inside, holding your hand in pain.

Slamming the door behind you, you burst into tears and run over to Grant. “Oh my God, fucking hell babe do I need to call an ambulance? What can I do??” You ask him desperately as he lies in pain on the floor and shakes his head.

“No… no ambulance, I, I just need to… I didnt… I wasn’t rude about you…” He cried out again and you put your hand to your mouth, hiding the screams that were inside you in.

You collapse beside him and bawl over crying, before trying to drag him into the living room to rest. “Call. Call the police” He groans and you shake your head.

“No babe. Not until you're okay.” You say, trying to drag him again, you only get a centimetre across the floor before you lose grip and slip, landing with a thud on the floor on your hip. Grants eyes were rolling into the back of his head and you screamed in tears.

“LUKE.” You shrieked “LUKE.” He came running down the stairs as fast as ever, effortlessly picking Grant up and placing him onto the sofa in the living room.

You bawl over again, yelling at everything that just happened. Luke has his arms around you and you shake him off. “Make sure… make sure he’s okay” You say and Luke nods, leaving you jumbled in a ball on the middle of the floor crying your eyes out.

Luke didn’t think anything was broken on Grant, so he didn’t call an ambulance, but he got some ice packs from the freezer, placing one on Grants chest and the other on his left arm, where the grazes and bruising were worst.

Grant had stopped crying out in pain, and you were still sobbing, sat by him now, with an ice pack on your knuckles from where you had punched Alex. You were sat in silence  for around twenty minutes, until Grant said

“I can’t leave you, not with him here, not without him here. I can’t do it babe…” Which only made you cry more, you stroked his hair and kissed the top of his cheekbone softly, staying there until Luke told you to go and relax, and re assuring you that he would watch over Grant.

Around two hours later, you came back down stairs from lying on your bed; you hadn’t been able to sleep a wink, but you had time to just clear your head and not worry about Alex. Luke gave you a sad smile and you saw he had kept his word, sitting by Grant the entire time, Grant was sat on the sofa, you had never seen him look more scared or weak.

You start sobbing again as you take Grant’s hands in your face and look into his eyes, searching for one droplet of happiness in the pools of green on his face. You kiss his lips gently.

“What do I do?” He says once you have pulled away.

“About what?” You say to him, resting your foreheads together.

“Leaving.” He replies with your most dreaded answer. “Tell me what to do…” He repeats. You take a deep breath.

“Leave” You say as though it’s easy for you, the crushing pain in your chest makes it harder for you to breath.

This was the hardest thing you’ve ever had to do.

“Leave, go back to your family, Jett, your normal life, we can stay in contact, but we both know that you won’t be back for a while once your gone, a few months at least, with your acting and all…” Tears start pouring out your eyes and Grant shakes his head.

“No babe…” he breathes

“Yes.” You say bitterly “Yes, just go, I believe in you. You can probably go get any girl you wanted babe, don’t drag the memory of me with you. Move on, embrace your career and amazing future, because we all know you have one.” You trail off and let the tears topple down your cheeks

“I'm not hearing this…”

“Yes, you are.” You say, you hug him, careful to avoid his chest and arm.

“Babe..” He says quietly “I… I cant.” He starts crying as well now; you give him a sad smile and kiss his jawbone. “I can’t be without you.”

“Well maybe you can come and live here for Christmas” you say light heartedly, wiping Grants tears away.

He laughs but it turns into a weird exasperated noise as he tries to hold back his tears “It’s too long…” he says raising his eyebrows as though he can’t help feeling that way “You don’t get it, I can’t, physically or mentally leave you , especially when you could genuinely be in danger…”.

“And you think I can?! You saw how I handled him earlier, he’ll probably just go back to Gemma again… honestly babe. I’ll be okay”

God… The next few months were not going to be fun at all…

Dont hate me okay!

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