Fragile(NOT COMPLETED, UNDER REVISION, PLZ DONT READ RN)

Chapter 29

"Aubrey." He deadpans.

I quirk one of my eyebrows up at name.

"Nope, doesn't ring a bell."

"Well anyways," He continues on despite me not knowing who he's talking about, "Something happened between them and I heard she slashed his tires or some other crazy shit."

"Woah. He really messed with the wrong girl." I laugh. Despite Ethan being my friend, he was a real dick to most girls so that's karma for him I guess.

"Speaking of Ethan, what happened to you at his party? Halfway through the night I couldn't even find you. I was gonna ask sooner but I was so hungover."

I pause for a second. For once I was considering  what and what not to tell him. Not just because Grace would be the topic, but because if I mentioned Grace then he would know that Alyssa went to the party and I know she didn't want him knowing. Alyssa was like a little sister to me and I know how screwed she would be if Finn found out.

"I don't know," I mutter quickly, "I must've blacked out somewhere." 

Finn shakes his head laughing.

"So how about your thing with Grace? What's up with that?" It was my turn to shake my head.

I don't feel like talking about her tonight. Finn knew from the get go that I had a thing for her when I asked him about  the rumors going around about them. I shrugged it off at first telling him I was just curious but he knows me better than that.

Now I'll be man enough to admit that I like her. I'm not a pussy when it comes to my feelings. I want Grace and she knows that, or at least I think she does. I don't understand how I could be any clearer. 

It frustrates me to know that I like her though. I was around her constantly yet I feel like I know barely anything about her. I know it's not because of how shy she appears to be. She was sassy as hell when she wanted to be and if she had the chance her mouth could get pretty hot.

Grace is a tricky little female. It's hard to understand whats going on in that mind of hers and it's been that way ever since I've met her. I still remember how I bumped right into her on the way to hook up with some other girl.

The look on her face when she told me she didn't know me, how worried she sounded and the amount of fear in her big brown eyes told me otherwise. I didn't get why she seemed so scared, I still don't. I mean yeah, I did almost hit her down with my car but just because I was having a conversation with her for the first time didn't mean I would run her over the next time I saw her.

Besides, she made it clear she was lying to me about not seeing me before when she claimed it was just drama club makeup I was seeing. Her voice wavered like hell when she said it... maybe it was lie. But if it was then who would do that to her? Was it the same person who gave her that handprint on her cheek that I saw when I was taking her home?

When I had touched it she seemed so surprised. Almost like she had seen a ghost or something, and then she dismissed me so quickly as if she didn't want me to know what happened to her at that party. I can feel my blood starting to boil just thinking about it.

Who would have the audacity to fucking touch her like that? I know that Grace was a bit of a pushover. If Alyssa asked her to go to a party she would go. If I asked her to come to school she would come. But if someone was harming her because of that, that doesn't make it okay. It's fucking sick to even think about it.

Whatever is going on, because I know something is, I make a mental note to ask her about it even if she won't tell me. She didn't want me helping her.. I knew that much. Later that night when I called her she told I couldn't help her if I tried. She wasn't even giving me a chance to. I know she said she hated me but did she really? No matter how brutal I must've been afterwards I know she didn't hate the way my touch made her feel otherwise why would have she responded so well to it?