"You look like shit," Greyson announced, walking into Indianna's room the next evening."Thanks.""How are you feeling?""Like shit.""Wonderful," he said. "Did you know a teacher turned up at school today. I was starting to wonder if they were a myth.""How interesting," Indianna yawned and brushed her hair away from her sweaty forehead. Greyson closed the door to Indianna's room with his foot and chucked his bag on the floor. In a few strides he was at the window and he opened it wide. "Thanks," Indianna said. "I was getting hot.""I know. I'm in your head," Greyson shrugged. "Have you eaten today?"Indianna attempted to sit up right in her bed, but her weak attempts were useless and Greyson was by her side in an instant; putting pillows behind her and lifting her up. "Yeah. I threw it up."Greyson sighed and shook his head. "Have you managed to keep any food down since you started being sick?""No.""Fuck," Greyson muttered. "Try and eat something later?""If I'm just going to thro

Someone's feeling better.-RIndianna gulped as she read the text. She immediately rushed to the window in her room and looked around. There was no one outside. Not that she could see.She closed her curtains and walked over to her wardrobe. She changed into a pair of high waisted shorts and a white crop top and pulled her dark hair up into a pony tail. She put a small amount of mascara on in attempt to make herself look more awake and stuffed her feet into a pair of battered converses.*I'm outside, sugar.**I told you not to pick me up.**I know.*Indianna rolled her eyes and grabbed her school bag, walking out of her room and down the stairs."Indianna, is that you?" Iris called."Yes.""Where are you going?""School. I'm feeling better." Indianna was out of the house before Iris could say anything else. She spotted Greyson's car parked on her drive and walked over to it. Greyson wound his window down and smirked, his eyes trailing up and down Indianna's body."Hop in, sugar."Indi

Greyson snatched Indianna's phone out of her hand and he stiffened. "He's been texting you!" He growled. "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?"Indianna's eyes were locked on the phone in Greyson's hand. "He killed my dad," she whispered. "He..." Indianna wrapped her hand round her scarred wrist and Greyson frowned- realising now was not the time to be angry at Indianna. He needed to be there for her. He pocketed her phone and wrapped his arms round her, resting his chin on her head. "He killed my dad.""Shh," Greyson whispered. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I didn't want to worry you.""He attacked me," she whispered and buried her face in his chest."He's not going to hurt you ever again. I promise," Greyson said lowly."He's here," she said shakily. "He's been following me. How else is he going to know where I am and what I'm doing?""Why didn't you tell me?" Greyson muttered and shook his head. "You should've told me, sugar.""I don't know why at first," Indianna admitted. "But then h

"Jesus!" Indianna gasped and covered her eyes, spinning round as well. "Put some clothes on!""But, Indie," Greyson said, walking forward so he was behind her. "I just love feeling free," he smirked. Indianna could feel his breath on her ear and Greyson kissed her neck. "Sure you don't want a peek?"Indianna snapped back to reality before the sparks could take over and she barged him with her shoulder. "Put some bloody clothes on."Greyson laughed and walked off, only to appear again seconds later with shorts on. Indianna couldn't help but peek at his abs. He had a clear eight pack and his muscle defined chest was littered with tattoos. Indianna hadn't noticed before but when Greyson's dark hair wasn't styled up in a quiff it was rather long and currently it was all pushed back from his face in a messy manner with wisps of fringe dangling in front of his eyes."Take a picture, sugar, it'll last longer," Greyson smirked and Indianna narrowed her eyes at him."I wasn't looking," Indiann

Indianna was screaming when she woke up. Her heart was beating rapidly and sweat was forming on her forehead. She clutched her covers in fear and squeezed her eyes shut, trying to forget about the dreadful night she was attacked."Indie!" Greyson said, barging into her room and rushing over to her. As soon as his skin made contact with hers she immediately relaxed and she opened her eyes, looking up at Greyson. "What's wrong?""S-sorry," she whispered. "I had a nightmare about R-Rogue.""It's fine," Greyson said softly and and cupped Indianna's cheek. "Don't be sorry."She nearly melted under his touch and she closed her eyes, letting the sparks flood her body and calm her down. Her breathing slowed and when she opened her eyes Greyson's face was inches from hers. "Thanks," she mumbled."You okay now?"Indianna nodded and her eyes flickered to Greyson's plump lips. "You have a lip piercing," she commented."I've always had one, I just never wore it," Greyson shrugged, dragging the pie