All Chapters of Her Choice To Make: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

GREYBEEP….BEEP…BEEPMy hand hits the phone as I yawn. I sit up and scrub a hand through my bed head.6am. A great time to be awake.I grab my phone and pull up my Playlist. I click one of my favorite songs. ‘Should I Stay or Should I Go’ by the Clash.The familiar strum of guitars start and I jump out of bed shaking my behind. I tear off my boxers and grab my white towel. I wrap it around me dancing around my dorm room. I grab my shower kit and my toothbrush.I tuck my phone in my towel and open the door to my room and head into the hallway.Shaking my ass down the dorm hallway, I’m rocking it out using my toothbrush as a mic.People start coming out in towels and other clothes as we all head to the common locker room.I’m bouncing around all the groggy dorm residents I pass. Singing in their faces as I dance by.I glide up against some, rubbing my shoulder on them, they push me away.“It’s too damn early, Grey!”I continue to sing and bounce.River comes out of his room, giving me a

GREYIt’s been a month now and the pain is excruciating. It’s infecting my brain. It mostly hurts at night. Like I’m being attacked over and over. But it doesn’t feel like my pain. It’s weird. Every now and then, I’m hit with all kinds of emotions. Fear, shame, dread, anger all of it. Sometimes at the same time.I haven’t told anyone about my foxy lady. I’ve been trying to act normal, but avoid people at the same time. Anyone I do talk to, I lash out at because that seems to be the only way I can vent out these fucking emotions. My body feels like a spectator to some sick torture movie.I don’t understand what’s going on and what’s worse is I have no clue where to even start looking for her.Wes has been circling me like a vulture. Cornering me in the showers to find our what’s up with me. The last person I want to know is him.I’m leaning on the white tile wall with the shower head pouring water on my throbbing brain. The waters cold because I’m constantly running hot. Like I’ve had

MIAI don’t know what he is, but I know he’s something.As I stood behind the tree, watching him walk away with the man who looks like him, I giggled at the sight of two of the man I met during the battle.“Grey.” I whispered. Testing his name again.I turn around and walk away. I don’t want to, but he can’t know me. I shouldn’t even be here.The only reason I came was because I can’t get him off my mind. I hear him, feel him and what I feel was heartbreaking. He doesn’t feel like the people I was raised by.I wasn’t sure about him when I saw him at first. I was drawn to him when he invited me to sit on the log.When he gave me that thing and shared his music with me, I was filled with a warm feeling. As I listened, I had vision of him. Holding me. I felt like I could feel his arms on me even though we haven’t been close.Whatever happened on the battlefield that night, it was strong. I didn’t understand what it was. I still don’t. But for months he’s been the only thing I can think a

GREYI’m sitting in the transport truck. It’s bouncing as we speed to a location we’re told is Helena, but I know from history, Helena was destroyed when Torrent attacked so I’m not sure where exactly were going.My leg is bouncing as I lean on my knees. My eyes glued to the floor of the truck. I only glance up long enough to see Tony and his evil stare as he sits across from me. His hazel eyes boring holes in my brain.As I struggle to cage my wolf, I look at him. “Sorry, man.” I grumble.His eyes never falter and he doesn’t say a word. He just throws daggers at me.Wes is beside me. “Hey, Tony. Cut him some slack. He’s...not himself.”“Yeah, well.” Tony growls. “Keep him away from me.”I look at Tony as his eyes flare.I look down, nodding.I hate that I hurt my friend and I can’t even explain myself. I’m not ready to even try to explain what this is.Not until I find foxy lady and figure this out. I have a really good feeling she’s going to be at this fight.I run my hands to the n

GREYThe pounding.Make it stop.Why won’t it stop?I sit on the floor of my room holding my hair in my hands with my elbows on my knees.It’s crushing my head. Turning my brain to pulp. Just pounding and pounding away.I’m in the dark because the light hurts my eyes. I’m dripping in sweat and shaking.“Grey! Open the door!” It’s Wes.“Go away!” I growl loudly.“No! Sorry, bro. I’m not leaving until you open this door.” He yells through the door to my room.“FUCK OFF!!” I scream a growl and throw my lamp. It’s shatters on it.“Grey. Brother. Please. I want to help. Let me help you.” He says.“You can’t help me, Wes! No one can.” I hold my head tighter. I feel like my brain is going to explode.“Grey. Open the door. Please.” He pleads.He’s not going away and if I know my brother, he’ll never leave me alone. As twins, we don’t like it when one of us hurting and we will do anything to try and fix it. I better let him in before smashes the door down.I get up and walk to the door. My hea