Chapter 19

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Chester’s POV

I had woken up to thousands of notifications on my phone.  It was normally the the same number that I would get the morning after posting a new video.  I hadn't posted a video in a few days, so I wondered what the commotion was.  I decided to open tumblr first, it normally filled me in on all the latest gossip.  I scrolled down to my own tag and started reading the posts.  Some were clips of my recent song, but the rest were thousands apon thousands of text posts directed to me.  

“I bet it was fucking Chester! How the FUCK could he do something like that!?”

“guys… I feel like chester wouldn't do something like that… idk”

that post was answered by a flood of people saying things like

“Who else would it be?”  “How do you know? its not like you know him or anything!”  “Something always struck m the wrong way about that guy.. ugh”

I had no idea what they were referring to, but it seemed to relate to Grace and my relationship.  But Grace wouldn't reveal something like that to the audience.  Would she…? 

I opened youtube and checked Grace’s channel.  There was a new video sitting there, on the top of my screen titled “Emotions…”. I clicked on it, hoping that I wouldn't find what I thought I would find.  

The screen opened to a tired looking Grace smiling.  

“Hey guys!” she said. “I know that Wednesdays are supposed to be once over Wednesdays, but I felt like I needed to talk to you all about something.  I know that I’m usually pretty robotic when it comes to emotions, but something happened recently and I realized how much you all mean to me.”  she paused, taking a deep breath.  “I-I experienced a sort of, um, falling out, with someone who meant a lot to me. And I guess just sitting here reading all of your nice comments, I realized how much support you really give me.” she smiled, looking directly at the camera.  “The number of tweets and comments that I have gotten telling me how I look sad or tired or asking me if something had happened, I just can't imagine having a better audience.  You all know me so well, better than I could have wished.  And I thought I should tell you that so that you don’t start to make assumptions.  I don’t know..”

I scrolled down to see hundreds of comments, most of which involved my name, followed by a series of swearing, followed by “I love you, Grace”.  I checked my video as well, and sure enough, there were hundreds of comments usually consisting of “Fuck you, Chester.”

How was I going to fix this one?

Grace’s POV

I woke up and checked my youtube comments, knowing that the video I had posted last night would spark some big reactions.  I wasn't really hoping for much, I just felt like I had needed to explain why my recent videos were lacking.  Of course, I also had my book that I was writing, but I couldn't tell them about that yet.  I scrolled down the comments, and it was incredible, the reaction I had gotten from people.  They all seemed to have guessed pretty accurately what had happened.  Most of the comments were things like:

“Guys I have a bad feeling that its Chester…”

“Omg if its Chester, I swear im gonna punch him so hard”

“Whoever did this to you deserves a slap in the face, with a brick.”

“Fucking Chester See… ugh”

I didn't think that they would have guessed it so fast.  Given the level of shipping Grester had, though it wasn't at the level of Hartbig, I would have thought people wouldn't have gone straight for Chester.  It was kind of nice, to be honest.

That night, I sat in bed, drinking more vodka than I probably should have, watching reality TV shows.  By 12, I was drunk and tired. 

I woke up at 3 in the afternoon, hearing a knock on my door.  I stumbled out of bed, and went to get the door for whoever was pounding.  

“One second!” I yelled. 

I unlocked the door and opened it.  There in front of me stood, a nervous looking Chester.  

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I asked sharply. 

“I texted you last night, you said that I could come and explain myself.” he said, trying so obliviously hard not to stutter.

“Oh.  Okay, I guess.” I said, taken aback. 

Shit.

A/N

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I know its been a while but exams have taken over my life… ugh

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