Feeling her anger fresh from the morning, Gracie felt her appetite crumbling apart. As pleasant as yesterday's morning and noon were, its dawn was worse than she had ever experienced. Taking everything in consideration, the 17 year old was yet not ready to let go of the person and the feelings she had just discovered. But her mother wanted otherwise which was pissing her off to the utmost. Gracie had decided not to talk it out with anyone yet and first make up a decision by herself before listening to anyone's opinion including Sira. So, she kept her bad mood on the low and interacted with everyone as usual. Keeping herself busy since morning by helping teachers voluntarily was one way to keep herself away from her friends and distracted. Although, the conversation with her mother was still playing on repeat in her memory center. Walking down the stairs towards the staff room on the ground floor with a pile of papers in her hold, Gracie suddenly got a flashback of her cousin Ellen.
She can't believe this. It hasn't even been a day that she bid her farewell to Jason Drew, yet she's already regretting her life choices. "Ugh!" Gracie groans before slamming her face to the table. "Argh!" She groans loudly again, this time kicking the air. She wasn't mindful of her surroundings of course. Gracie was the type of person to stay strictly disciplined when she is outdoors and surrounded with people or even her friends. Then what is happening to her now? Seems like the girl is learning new things about herself daily. For a person who doesn't like to cry in public, Jason surely made her emotions jumbled up within these few days of her knowing him to the point that she's slamming her head against the table repeatedly. She hears her phone buzzing. Pulling her head up, she removes her hair from her face to check the caller ID. 'Mum☠️' Gripping the phone harshly, she wanted to throw the device away just because of the name alone. Gracie, usually, wouldn't dare to walk away
At the bar:"You need to stop this." Shaun says after listening to her narration of the problems she is facing with Jason. Gracie knew Shaun was a trust-worthy friend and reliable when it comes to help or suggestions. Definitely, a great friend to seek advice from. "You're scared of your mother? Seriously? Jason is not a baby. I'm sure he can handle whatever comes in his way." "My mother isn't the only problem though. I feel like a bad sister and a friend for taking her man away. She never wished anything bad for me, yet I did this to her." Gracie sighs, worry creeping upon her pretty round face."First of all, let Jason decide that. You didn't even ask him what he wants? What's the guarantee that he will be with your cousin after you leave him? That's totally up to him who he wants to be with. You need to listen to him too." Shaun explains. "And you need to talk to him before you decide things for yourself." Playing with the glass in her hands, Gracie clenches her grip around it. Sh
Gracie seriously didn't know what she was doing, late at night in front of the twenty-one floored building, where on one of the floors, a guy named Jason Drew resides. Considering all of the conflicted feelings and desperate seek of comfort, the girl had enough. 'If I have fallen for Jason, I have to face it!' She thinks, clenching her fist. 'Okay, Gracie. You can do this!' She didn't know where the courage came from. She couldn't be sure if it was the shot of vodka that Shaun made her drink before coming here or simply her screwed up mind. Not to mention, Shaun was nice enough to drop her here and said good luck before bidding his goodbye. Her eyes suddenly water at the thought as she curiously looks up to the building. The night suddenly felt cold and her spine had a chill run through it, acting as a threat to come in between her way to meet Jason. Gracie didn't know if he was alone right now or messing with Ellen. She hated to admit that she cared. She cared deeply; in fact so d
"Jason.. ""Done!" He cuts her off. Gracie realizes she now has a plaster placed against her thigh. Before she could say something, the boy moves away from her sight again and enters the room with a pair of jeans. He throws it towards her body without caring if he appears rude or cold. "Sira left these once she came here to stay, wear this and leave the fuck out of my house." "Allow me to speak first-""Change your shorts now!" He harshly speaks. "But-""Don't make me repeat myself." He warns her as she silently nods and enters his room to change with a defeated sigh. Quickly changing into the pants, she rushes out only to see the male prepared to throw her out of the house. Thinking this time he will let her speak, she tries again before he grabs her wrist again proving her wrong. "JASON! Listen to me." Calling his name multiple times didn't really work as he didn't stop until her body was out of his house. "I'm not listening to a single word from you. I'm not a fucking elevator
Gracie opens her eyes in the thought of witnessing Jason but instead she finds no one. He was already inside the bedroom after giving up on her since she had no ears to his constant lecture. The brunette sits up to see his back faced against her from where he was standing. 'He is angry, oh no!' Well, he was angry this whole time but now he may or may not just push her down his balcony."Jas-""Shut up!" He yells back, pushing his silver locks back from his face out of frustration. "First of all, what you just did was completely idiotic and dumb. What if something had happened to you? You have your brain to think, right, Ms. Gracie Nerd Rose? How about you USE it?!"Gracie silently looks down, "Okay, you don't have to shout at me. Besides, it's your fault too. You just never let me speak! I told you I wanted to talk to you today and I'm not leaving you alone until I explain myself." She reasoned her actions, even though she knew he had a point."Or maybe you're still drunk since you
"Shit!" Jason curses under his breath as he realizes his mother is already inside the room and follows her nervously. The boy mentally, facepalmed by seeing Gracie's state. Out of nowhere, she decided to hide herself under his blankets.The doubt of her being drunk was now clear like a sunny day to him. Too drunk, otherwise, she wasn't the type of person to hide under the most basic place."Who's that?! Jason you said no girl is here!?" His mother sternly asks, walking towards the bed."I'm not here!"Gracie lets out her words in a baby voice.'Yup, definitely drunk!' Jason sighs, tiredly. "Amazing, it's actually a girl!" His mother mocks him and stretches her arms, only to yank away the blanket to reveal the brunette. Gracie forwards an apologetic smile. "H-hey, Ms. Drew." She greets, sitting up in a better posture.Ms. Drew only glared at her for a good five minutes, figuring out what was her purpose on her son's bed. That is what it appeared like but in actuality, the lady was tryi
"So, you were scared? That's it?" Jason asks softly, displeased that she wanted to push him away simply because she was scared. Well, it is understandable that she freaked out, knowing her mother's extent, however he wished she would have just told him rather than acting on her fear. He was missing her unnecessarily when he could've just been next to her, by her side this whole time. "I know, I am sorry." Gracie looked down. She was still seated on the counter, while Jason stood now making himself comfortable between her thighs while hands rested against her waist. His warmth reached her nervous self, causing her to speak her heart out and let him know everything she ever wanted. Although, she hadn't made any long eye contact with him, just simply stealing glances now and then. Yet he understood the sincerity she was putting in her apology and their bond. "Okay, listen. I am not a kid and I know I can handle things on my own. Besides, how long can your Mom bother me anyway?" He men