Never let you go

Chapter 68

Hunter:

I'm in one of the guest rooms at Grey's house or should I say mansion getting settled in. This house is seriously huge but I didn't say anything because I know how Grey feels about the money she received due to the accident and Jason's death. Grey's parents were super nice and welcoming. In one conversation they managed to make me feel safe and at ease, like I was a part of the family. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised based on the way I feel around Grey. I'm so thankful though that they seem to accept me. I hope I don't fuck it up.

When Grey had asked me if it was alright if she tell her parents about my past I was unsure because I was afraid they would judge me and not want their daughter to date me, but in the end Grey won out. I really couldn't tell her no. Besides, I trust her. After she told them Grey gave me a recap of the whole thing and she said they didn't blame me like so many others did. She said they understood that it was a tragic accident that changed many lives, that none of what happened to me could have been easy. She said they respected me for still standing after everything I've been through. It was a relief to hear all that. I was even more relieved now that I was here because it made it easier being around them knowing that they know my past.

The only thing that sucks about being here is that I won't be able to sleep in the same bed as Grey. I haven't slept without her next to me in over a month. I wasn't sure I knew how to anymore. I guess I'll just have to suck it up though because I'm way too terrified of Grey's dad to break any of his rules. I prefer to leave here alive and with all my limbs.

Grey and I are going to be here for almost three weeks but I don't really feel like unpacking any of my stuff so I just unpack some of the essentials before I walk out of the guest room and wonder the halls until I find Grey's room. Luckily it isn't too far from mine and as I approach I hear Grey singing quietly to herself as she unpacks her things. I stand in the doorway and smile to myself as I watch her. She really is so beautiful and so adorable.

"Staring is creepy" she says with her back to me. My smile grows and I laugh. I love how she can sense that I'm here. I love how she doesn't have to see me to know that I'm close by. I was able to do the same thing with her.

"It's only creepy if the other person doesn't know they are being watched" I clarify as I step into her room.

Grey turns around and looks at me thoughtfully. "Nope, still creepy."

She giggles and I love how I still haven't gotten used to that sound. Every time I heard it, it was like I was hearing it for the first time. I laugh with her and pull her close to me once I reach her and her laughing stops as her breath hitches.

"I love you" I whisper just before I crash my lips into hers. I know this is probably a risky move on my part seeing as if her dad catches us I'm probably dead, but I don't really care at the moment. I needed to kiss her. I think I always will.

"I love you too" she whispers as we pull apart and I love the huge smile that is on her face. I love to see her happy. I live for it. "Come on" she says as she links her fingers with mine. "Let's go downstairs for dinner. We can finish unpacking later."

Dinner goes really well. Grey's parents ask us a lot about our summer classes that are coming up and if I'm excited about going back to school. They stick to light happy topics and I have a feeling Grey told them not to really ask about my past or bring it up in any way. I don't let it bother me because I know this is Grey's way of protecting me, but I think a part of me is finally ready to talk about it. Not all of it of course, but some stuff.

It makes me feel good though to know that Grey's parents seem to approve of me. Her mom especially has seemed to have taken a liking to me. Her dad on the other hand is a little more difficult t read but I'm pretty sure he likes me or at least as much as any father can like the guy who is dating his daughter.

After dinner Grey's parents give us some privacy and let us watch a movie in the living room before they head to bed. Once the movie is over Grey and I decide to do the same since she seems to be wiped. I walk her to her room and reluctantly leave her there after a very long kiss goodnight which was probably a bad idea because now sleep is the last thing on my mind. I toss and turn for a while and watch some television. I'm suddenly very grateful there is a TV in here otherwise I'd probably end up on the couch downstairs.

Over an hour later I'm still awake when I hear my door open and I lie very still for a moment worried that it's Grey's dad coming to make sure I'm still in my own separate bed from his daughter, but then through the darkness I sense her and I become calm.

"Hey" I say as I sit up.

"Hey" she says quietly as she lingers in the doorway in her cute little pajamas. "Did I wake you?"

"No, I've been up. It's hard sleeping alone."

It's difficult to see her with the very little dim lighting the TV offers but I can tell she's smiling that cute tentative smile of hers. "I know what you mean" she says.

"What's up?" I ask as I move over in the bed to signal to her that she doesn't have to stay glued to the door.

She doesn't move immediately, instead she stays near the door for a moment or two longer before she finally comes over to the bed and sits down next to me. She bites her lip nervously and tucks a piece of her long brown hair behind her ear before saying, "I started to fall asleep but then I started to think about my nightmares and I just had to come in here and make sure you were okay." She sighs heavily and I can tell she is clearly frustrated with herself. "I'm sorry. I thought I was getting better."

I reach out and lightly lift her chin with my hand until her eyes are locked with mine. "Don't you dare apologize. Okay? You have no reason to be sorry."

"Okay" she says quietly. "Can I stay in here with you for a bit?" she asks innocently and I don't even know why she's asking. It's not like I would actually ever tell her no.

"Of course" I say as I pull her closer to my side and she snuggles up next to me. I know I should be worried about what will happen if her parents catch us in here together but I'm not. Nothing will ever come before Grey and what she needs and that's exactly what I'll tell her parents. Grey will always come first and if what she needs right now is for me to hold her than that's exactly what I'm going to do.

She rests her head on my chest like she always does and she finally recently confessed to me that she likes to do that because the sound of my heart beating relaxes her. She said it helps to ease her fears. This past month Grey and I made an agreement that we would each go see a therapist once a week to help us deal with our problems. I'll admit I really fucking didn't want to but Grey insisted. She said that while she feels that she has gotten over a lot of what has happened in her life that she thinks it is still a good idea to talk to a professional about it. She asked if I would go to. She said she thought it would be really good for me, but that she didn't want me to do it just because she asked me to. She wanted me to do this for me. In the end I thought about it and she was right. It would be good for me to talk about everything. Sure I had Grey and I was comfortable telling her anything, but she was right about each of us needing a professional to talk to. If talking to a therapist would help me come to terms with my past and help me build a better future for me and Grey then I would do it.

It's actually been going pretty well. I've only been to four sessions and the first session I didn't say much but the therapist said that's normal. He also said it was normal when I got really pissed about some of the shit he asked me to talk about. In our last session though I feel like we had a small breakthrough and he agreed. He got me to start talking about my past with Jess. I couldn't bring myself to talk about her in the first three. He also got me to talk a little about Grey. He told me it's good that I have her. I told him he couldn't be more fucking right.

Grey told me therapy is going well for her too. She said her therapist has been helping her deal with her feelings for Jason and his death and for her anger towards the guy who hit them. She's also helping her deal with her nightmares and her fears over losing me. That's why Grey told me about her putting her head on my heart every night. The therapist said it would be good for her to share those things with me.

As we lay here together I listen as her breathing begins to slow and I know she's finally asleep. She really needs to rest I know today had to be tiring for her. I hope her parents let her sleep in tomorrow. I should probably carry her to her room before I fall asleep but as I watch her sleep with her head on my chest clutching the blanket in her small fists I can't bring myself to do it. So instead I close my eyes and listen to her steady breaths and allow sleep to take me away.