𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 56

Grace's POV.

I' surrounded by girls I don't know. They look at me but I can't seem to look at them.

They smile, laugh but my pain is still there and I find them so inappropriate. I haven't talked in days, I simply sit and stare to whatever thing I have in front of me.

But I listen. I've heard all the things Damien and Alex have said. They have mentioned couple of times depression but I don't think I'm depressed. They even forced me to see a doctor and he said I was at the first stadium.

I don't know why they keep worrying about me, I'm fine. I've just stop caring for anything.

Can you blame me? I kind of lost everything.

Today will be my bachelorette party and these people are preparing Damien's house for the reckless night we're going to have. I'm not planning on it, at all. I just want to sleep.

That's what I do all day. I close myself in my room and fall into a tormented rest. I haven't been crying, not even a tear and I guess that's the problem. Because I can't seem to free myself from this sleepless grief.

''Grace, where do you want the banner Grace?'' a blonde green-eyed girl asks to me and I lift my gaze to meet her. I shrug my shoulders and fall against the couch. I'm so tired.

''It's her day. Isn't she supposed to be the happiest girl walking on this planet? I've seen her future husband. He's hot as fuck and rich'' the green eyes girl murmurs to her friend as this could explain everything.

'' I've heard she has been forced into it! She's a lunatic, make sure you don't get in her way or she will start screaming at you. Be careful Lisa'' the green eyes girl frowns and bites her lower lip. When she eventually notices I'm staring, she whitens and runs away holding the banner scared.

That's what I do to people. I send them away because I'm a bitch. I thought I wasn't that bad, or this is what Harry used to tell me, but he left so I don't know how to interpret his words. I don't think they count too much by now. He's a liar, and liars' word has no value.

Still I can't be angry with him, somehow I understand. I always do.

'' Grace'' Alex shouts for me from the other side of the living room as he looks around and watches the girls working '' What the actual fuck?'' he wonders and sits himself next to me placing the boxes at our feet.

I take my phone out and start glaring at the pictures randomly. Some of them almost bring a smile on my face. But it just a moment before memories come crushing down on me.

I sigh and close my eyes. I feel Alex's wild scent filling my lungs and I rest my head on his chest as he awkwardly embraces me. I fist his shirt and try to contain my emotions.

I miss him so much.

I feel his finger unravel in my hair, brushing on my cheek as he places tender kisses on my forehead.