Falling for Gray

Chapter 19: I'm Here

"Grayson!" I screamed as I slammed my hand down on the dash as he braked heavily to avoid crashing.

Grayson didn't look at me, he continued to drive like a maniac down the motorway, running away from what had occurred at his house. I understand his pain and his frustration, but he was scaring me how fast he was driving. I glance down at his speed, 126mph. I bit my lip nervously and clenched my eyes shut trying to picture myself anywhere but here, scared for my life.

I felt the car jerk to the left and right, I felt like I could throw up from anxiety. "Grayson please, slow down!" I shout, still keeping my eyes tightly shut, I really don't know how I'm managing to fight the will power to keep my eyes shut at this point. The revs sound louder and I feel myself sinking further and further into the back of my seat. Something was definitely telling me that Grayson was in no rush to slow down.

All of a sudden we jolt to stop, the wheels skidding against the solid ground. I open my eyes a blink a few times as all I could really see was white specs from squishing my eye lids together tightly. I gulp nervously as I realise we are on top of a hillside lookout point, the car is literally against the fence that's stopping anyone from plummeting to their death.

I realise I'm the only person in this car as I spot Grayson looking out over the cliff's edge. I take my seat belt off and roll out of car and fall onto my knees, grateful to be on solid ground.

"I'm sorry"

I look up and see Grayson staring at me as I kneel on the ground. Biting my lip, I rise back onto my feet and walk over to him so I'm only slightly behind him. I was still terrified he was going to lash out, at this point Grayson appeared unpredictable seeing as he was willing to drive like a maniac on the road without the fear of killing someone or himself.

"Why didn't you slow down? I was scared, Grayson and you didn't slow down when I asked you too" I state, not wanting to meet his piercing gaze.

"I'm so sorry Jordyn, I couldn't think straight I was just completely clouded by my anger and frustration that I didn't realise what I was doing or what the consequences would of been I just needed to be here in one of my other special places to think" he says biting his lip, "I needed to be alone with you too"

Finally, I meet his eyes and I see they've changed to shimmering with emotion. He's holding everything back, remaining to wear his mask to hide how he really feels.

"Grayson..." I began but he turns his back on me and looks out over the hills again. I decide to walk over and stand beside him, letting him know what I'm there for him when he needs me to be.

"You know my mum used to bring me here, when my dad was busy living his double life and my mother wasn't aware of it. We'd come here to get away from the world, to spend time with one another. My dad could be rude and cruel to us, even when I was younger so we'd come here and other places to get away and just be happy and live. I remember her smile, she'd have one of those smiles that would light up the room and make everyone else smile. She had an amazing laugh too. I remember one time when I was little I had managed to get ahold of a pint of red paint and I decided to spread it all over the walls of our new house in the study. My mum walked in thankfully and laughed and helped me to paint the room red, turns out she liked the colour. I think she'd done it more to avoid my dad screaming at me and her for allowing me the chance to get ahold of the paint. But, she was always there to save me and I wasn't there to save her and I resent myself and my dad because of it" he explains.

"What do you mean 'you wasn't there'?" I ask, raising my eyebrow.

"I told you at the cabin that my mum died pretty young; she died in a car accident. My dad didn't come and pick me up from school one day and I was stuck at pre-school and the setting rung my mum to come and collect me and seeing as we only had one car at the time, my mum had to walk from work which was a few blocks away from where I was. It was late, my mum rushed to the pre-school but when she was crossing the road to get to the entryway she didn't look she just rushed across, not seeing the oncoming car and she... she" he trailed off, jerking his head away.