What is Home

Chapter Thirty-Eight

A wave of relief washed over him, and in that moment, I knew that everything would be okay. That I would be okay. We would be okay. But I had a huge issue with the disaster I had just left in my house. That wasn't going to be okay. I had to pick up the pieces of everyone's hearts I had just shattered.

"Gray?" I spoke softly moving a strand of his blonde hair from his eyes.

"Yeah?" He matched my tone.

"I really fucked up." I looked over his shoulder in the direction of my house. "I need to fix it."

"How do you plan to fix whatever mess you've made?"

I sighed not knowing how to answer his question. I ran my hands down my face in slight frustrating not knowing what to do to fix my mistakes. When I pulled my hands away they were coated in a light layer of blood. I had completely forgotten the fact that I had ripped some, if not all, the stitches holding my skin together.

"How about you start by telling me what you did and maybe I can help you." He sat me on the curb next to him so he could stand up. I tried to copy his movements but he picked me up in his arms before I could. "But I think first we need to deal with this blood issue." The blood had slowed its pace from leaving my body, but I knew I was going to have to get it re-stitched if it were ever going to fully stop. But I had bigger things to worry about right now. Pressure would hold the bleeding at bay for now.

Grayson carried me to one of the many bathrooms that filled his expensive house and set me on the counter. "Look what the cat dragged in." Ally's voices called from down the hall as her footsteps moved towards the room.

Gray grabbed another white towel that matched the one from the night before and began cleaning off the dirt and blood from my foot. I swayed my other one back and forth trying to distract myself from the incoming doom heading my way.

"You really know how to come in and fuck everything up don't you Baker." She leaned against the doorway. Her appearance didn't match the girl that I had grown to know at my time here at Lincoln High. She looked like a wreck. But hearing her call me Baker made my insides match her outside.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I growled as stinging hit my foot. "Fuck." I grabbed the edge of the counter trying to squeeze away the pain of the alcohol burning my foot, cleaning away my bad decisions.

"Oh don't play dumb with me Charlee. You fucked my boyfriend because you hate me. All I've ever tried to do is be there for you and you repay me by fucking him. Some friend you are."

I growled, anger seeming to boil over at the words leaving her mouth. "I didn't fuck your boyfriend." I gritted through my teeth, avoiding any eye contact with my enemy.

She laughed at the lie that just escaped my mouth. She didn't believe a word. The Coleman's knew how to read my lies but I'd never admit it to them. Pierce was my secret. Grayson may think he understands but I will never admit it.

"Oh so he said it to just piss me off? That's not who Pierce is. He doesn't lie."

"He also doesn't want to see his girlfriend flaunting her body when it should be for his eyes only, but that doesn't seem to bother you, does it?" I bit back.

"He won't even touch me. I have to show off to someone who will admire this body I work so hard for." Grayson nearly gagged learning about his sister's sex life or I guess lack thereof.

"Surely you've had sex." I insisted, earning a huff of disgust from this girl who acted like she had so much of her life put together, when really she was lacking all self-confidence.

"I swear the boy has no fucking sex drive. It drives me insane. We've been dating for months and- "

"Can you not talk about your sex life in front of me? This is actually disgusting. I don't want to hear about my friend's broken dick."

As Grayson's voice stopped Ally's sentence, my mind wandered to Pierce and I's sexual tendencies when we're around each other. It started in the group home and it still continued now. I just don't understand how he can keep his hands off his own girlfriend. She's much better looking than me. She has so much more to offer.

My thoughts of Piece and I got broken by Ally telling her brother to shut up and let her talk.

"As I was saying he hasn't even touched me. Like at all. Maybe he'll grope my boob now and then, but seriously, my pussy could be wet as hell in a hot make out session and he'll just leave me. Like what kind of boyfriend doesn't want to please their girlfriend and get them off? And if I try and touch him he just pushes me away. What guy doesn't want their dick played with? I don't get it. Any other guy at our school would be all over me."

Pierce isn't just some other guy. That's the issue.

By the time Ally finished spewing off about her and Pierce's intimate issues, Grayson was yelling 'la la la' in hopes to drown out his sister's words. I couldn't help but laugh when I finally cued into what he was doing. But Ally wasn't finished talking.

"So last night when he said he's fucked you," she took a pause and I assumed she was replaying last night in her head, "more than once, it shocked me. I hit him and I wanted to kill you." She stared at me, catching a glance from her brother revealing this news to him.

"So that cuts from you?" She shook her head and looked at her brother, who was wrapping my foot tightly in gauze and tape.

"No one hurts my little sister and gets off scott-free. I may be a pushover but not when it comes to her." Protective Grayson actually kind of gets me going. But his aggression to the boy I love also strikes hard.

"But I'm over it. If it happened, then it happened and I can't change it. I just know Pierce wouldn't say something like that if it wasn't true."

Yes, he would. "Well it didn't happen. We may spend time together outside of school, but I've had too much fucked up shit happen to me to let a boy who has a girlfriend use me for sex." I jumped off the counter making sure to keep my foot off the ground. "Now if you excuse me I have a mess I need to go clean up at my own house. Good luck on fixing your sexual issues with your boyfriend." I said not meaning a word of it.

In that moment I really wanted to text Pierce and ask him if it was all true, but I couldn't with Grayson at my fingertips. But Ally had no reason to lie to me. Did she?