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Chapter 50I had successfully moved into Dean's penthouse.Chris helped us to move and unpack the boxes and he made sure we agree on hanging out at least twice a week. I had been living with Dean for about a week now and I had to admit, it was pretty fucking awesome. Although sometimes I forget that I now live with him and drive all the way to Chris' apartment only to remember that I no longer live there.That occurred twice this week.Living with Dean Jason Ryan in his glorious penthouse was better than I had imagined. He looks after me any chance he gets, always making sure I'm comfortable. Plus, me and Dean in one house equals goofy events and staying up late.But not too late.My baby
How We End Chapter 51
Chapter 51"Dean!" I called out for him but he kept moving like he wasn't even hearing anything I was saying."Dean!" Chris and I called out again in unison but that didn't stop him from walking away, his strides long and an evidence of his anger.I didn't even know how to feel. I was feeling a lot of things. I felt angry, I felt a strong wave of inner peace that Dean did what I ought to have done a year ago and I felt mad… at everything.I practically jogged over to catch up with Dean and pulled him back, "Would you fucking stop?!""What?!" He shouted in my face. In the realization that he had, he ran a hand through his hair and lowered his tone. "What, Grace?!""What the hell was that for, Dean?!""That guy is a bastard that deserves to sufferslowlyfor what he did to you!""That happened a fucking year ago,
How We End Chapter 52
Chapter 52A month had passed since the whole Tyler incident. It took a lot in me to forgive Dean for the way he reacted and the mess that followed right after, but I did. I sincerely did. Tyler hadn't bothered me since then, he hadn't tried to reach out to me or communicate with me in any way, and that, I was happy about.The thought of Dean's mother totally despising me still bothered my thoughts every once in a while, but I had learned to live with it. Dean kept telling me not to let it bother me and I have tried to.We had a less than a week to go before we head back home for spring break and I couldn't have been happier because Stanford University was set out to end my fucking life! I barely had time for myself or anyone because I was too buried in school work to think about anything else because believe it or not, my education means everything to me. I personally beli
How We End Chapter 53
Chapter 53"Happy birthday Christian!" Dean, Uncle Stanley, Aunt Karen and I shouted in unison as soon as he walked into the living room.A week had passed by and everyone had headed back home for Spring break. I, for one, felt genuinely happy and excited to be back in L.A. to see my family. It felt like so many years had passed since I had seen them and it felt very good to finally do so again. I truly missed them. Mom and Dad had never failed to call, Tommy and I had texted whenever we got the chance to but with school stress and all, time had never felt enough for anything. And did it make me joyous be off from the stress of school and finally be back with the other people I really cared about, even if it was just for less than two weeks."Aww!" Chris wiped a fake tear off his eyes. "You guys are so sweet. Thank you!""My little boy's all grown up." Karen sniffed an
How We End Chapter 54
Chapter 54"Grace, where are you?!" I heard my mother shout from the entryway. "We're all ready to go."Saturday had rolled by fast and so had Stanley and Karen's charity function. I walked out of the kitchen and into the entryway to see my father, mother and little brother dressed up formally and they all looked really good. My mother was dressed in a white off-the-shoulder pencil dress. Her hair was packed up in a neat ponytail and the makeup highlighted on her face was absolutely gorgeous, she had a black clutch in hand to match her black stilettos. My father and brother on the other hand were both dressed in matching tuxedos."Aww," I smiled at them. "You guys look soooo good."They all shared confused looks."Gracie, why aren't you ready yet?" My mother asked.I had gotten my makeup and hair done but I was still putting on a bathrobe and flip
How We End Chapter 55
Chapter 55"You mean you guys haven't still spoken since he went back?" Chris asked me as he lay sprawled on my bed."Nope." I muffled into my pillow."Did he text or call you at all?" He asked as I felt him sit up, leaning on his elbow."Yeah, maybe once or twice." I took my face out of the pillow and faced him. "But I didn't respond."Chris picked the nearest thing he could find and threw it at me, "Why the fuck not?""Cause I'm mad at him!" I pouted. "He left me here to go stay in the same house with the very girl who's had it out for our relationship since day 1."My best friend scratched the back of his neck, "Well, you do have a right to be mad."It had been approximately four days since Dean left me at Stanley and Karen's function and headed back to Santa Clara. It was fucking with my mind actually, especially how we hadn't spoken. The
How We End Chapter 56
Chapter 56I moved at such a fast pace, making it almost impossible for him to catch up with me. Immediately the elevator which I had hurriedly entered dinged open to the last floor, I bolted out of it and ran out of the building. Tears clouded my vision as I descended the stairs, hurrying to my car."Grace!" I heard my father shout behind me but I continued to move. "For the love of God, wait!"I pressed on the unlock censor of my car keys. The headlights of my car flashed two times and I wasted no time in pulling the car door open and hopping in the driver's seat. I could see my father running down the stairs through the corner of my eye when I inserted the key into the ignition and drove away.So many thoughts sped through my mind as I drove back home that morning. My breaths came out shaky and unsteady as memories of what had happened replayed in my head. I wished I had
How We End Chapter 57
Chapter 57I didn't say anything.I couldn't say anything.I felt numb and lifeless.I could hear the distant sobbing of my mother, "Grace? Grace, sweetie are you there?"My knees weakened and I fell to the bed. All I could do was gaze into space, thinking. My mother's words echoed in my head until everything felt all woozy to me.My father was dead.How could it be? I spoke to my father just this morning. How could he be dead?The pain I felt in my core took over my entire body, weakening every fibre of my being one by one. The hollowness I felt in my chest increased tenfold as my mind played back our encounter this morning. My father had died and the last words I said to him were completely awful.And they were all for nothing.'I hate you so much and I
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