Grey:
It's been almost a week since Hunter's birthday and since he told me everything, and the more time passes the guiltier I feel for not telling him all about my past. Again. At first I had been waiting because I felt like he deserved some time in between him telling me and me telling him everything. It was a lot for one person to handle. Besides, I didn't want to seem like I was trying to overshadow his revelation by sharing mine. But now I think I was just stalling. I'll admit I'm afraid, but of what I'm not quite sure. I guess a part of me is afraid that maybe he'll disappear again after I tell him, but I know that's ridiculous. It has become pretty clear to me that Hunter's past is a part of the reason why he ran from me before, so now that I know he shouldn't have a reason to leave. I also had the reassurance now that he's in love with me. I shouldn't be afraid, but I am.
This week with Hunter though has been absolutely amazing otherwise. I've been going to my classes and spending every other spare minute with Hunter. Hunter's been drawing a lot lately using the books I bought him and it makes me so happy to see him use them. I can tell how much he loves it, and I wish I could convince him to apply to school here this way he could turn his passion into a career, but like I told him I'll love him no matter what he decides. I just want him to be happy.
I'm currently sitting on the floor of my bedroom doing my homework and Hunter is sitting a few feet away from me drawing when he suddenly stops and hands me a piece of paper.
"What's this for?" I ask as I hold the piece of paper up in the air.
"When you have a moment I'd like for you to write down what your dream house would look like. I want to know everything, the color, the style, how many floors, bedrooms, windows and doors. I want to know if there would be any balconies or a porch. I even want to know what the landscape would look like."
I know why he's asking and my heart flutters, but I ask him anyway. "And why do you want to know this?" I ask holding back my smile.
He smiles back at me and rolls his eyes, "Because I want to draw it for you."
"Alright" I say. "As soon as I finish this I will start working on that for you."
"Thank you" he says simply and then he goes back to drawing and I watch him for a few moments before returning to my own work. As I look at him I imagine our future in my dream house, and I feel butterflies as I picture us just like this lying on our bedroom floor with him drawing for a new house or building he's designing and me sketching to help blow off steam after working at the hospital.
It sounds perfect, but in order to have that perfect future I need to tell him about my past again. I wish I didn't have to, but I do, just not today. I need a couple more days. I like seeing Hunter so light and happy and I know once I tell him everything he'll allow some of the darkness to come back in. The idea of causing that to happen pains me in ways I can't truly describe. Hunter has been through so much in such a short time that he deserves nothing but happiness every day for the rest of his life. I don't want him to feel any pain or guilt over things that have happened in the past but I know he'll hate himself for leaving the first time I told him everything no matter how many times I beg for him not to. I wish I could leave that part out, but I love and respect Hunter too much to lie to him and besides my story or should I say our story would not be complete without that detail.
"Grey?" I hear Hunter call. I shudder out of my thoughts and focus back on him. "Are you alright?" he asks concerned and I can only imagine what my face must have looked like.
"I'm fine" I say as I force a smile I know he won't buy.
"You're sure?" he asks and I can tell he knows something is up but is choosing to respect my privacy and not push.
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Never let you go
RomanceSequel to Stay With Me. When Grey Montgomery wakes up in a hospital bed and remembers the events that led her there her first thought is of Hunter. He risked his life to save hers and now she doesn't even know if he's alive, and she fears history ma...
