°MANIAC° G.D

By simplydaani

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He was just a hurt boy who needed love and affection. That's all he ever wanted, that's when I realized that... More

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Epilogue.

eighteen.

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Diana's POV.

"What are you thinking about?" Ethan's soft voice asks,

My eyes were still focused on my coffee, as I kept stirring it when it didn't need to be stirred no longer.

His hand is suddenly placed on top of mine, "Please don't be like this," He starts,

It's been about a three weeks since I've last talked or actually seen Grayson. I occasionally see him past by.

Or sometimes I catch him staring at me, but I honestly need go get him out of my mind.

I look up to see Ethan's worried expression, I manage to put on a fake smile to make him believe I'm fine and not hurting inside.

"I'm sorry, it's just the library has really gotten me tired." I lie in his face, "Diana, why don't you quit and we can go back home, there really isn't no point in you staying."

"Ethan, are we really going to start again?" He huffs in annoyance and put his hands up in defense,

"Alright, I'm sorry. I know this is your dream, but I mean c'mon there are thousands of amazing Universities out there!"

He had a point, "I don't know Ethan, I need time. I need time for to think, I need time to think about school, us, gray-" I stop myself before I said anything else.

"Gray? Gray who?" He asks, "Look Ethan I'll talk to you later I'm really not feeling good." I say standing up, leaving money on the round table.

"Fine, but please, think about it." He finally says, I looked down but nodded.

I walked away back to the mental institution thinking about what Ethan said.

Once I got there I began rushed to my dorm, throwing my bag somewhere around the room, and taking out my drawings.

I laid on my bed but rested my back and head on the cold window. It was extremely foggy.

I take in a deep breath, picking up my pencil, and placing the led on the paper. And I let it go, I began to do what I mostly love in life, draw.

My heart clenched at each moment my drawing came to life. The features ever so realistic. The way each of his physical features made him perfect.

Unrealistic.

I began to shade the drawing, making it more vivid. My fingers began to hurt at the pressure I was adding onto the pencil.

Then I stopped, I looked at the drawing I was holding, it was a replica of him, just in paper.

{pic of drawing in image box}

This would never go away, nor will it hurt me. But that would be a lie, because I know that each time I look at this drawing I would hurt.

I ripped the paper out of the drawing notebook, crumbling it up, and throwing at the trash can.

A sniffle escaped me, making me hold in a sob. No, I'm not going to cry, I'm stronger than this.

I hadn't even realized it was 8 at night, where the hell is Ingrid and Alison?

It was time for my shift at the library. I sigh dragging myself out of my dorm and heading towards the library.

Once I arrive I unlock the huge doors with the key Mr. Hemming had given me. To be honest this place was huge and creepy, and so quiet, yet so peaceful..

I roll up my sleeves preparing myself to get to work, which was putting the books away etc.

And that's what I began to do.
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Dr. Hemming's POV.

I really needed to talk to Ingrid about something that was going on with Grayson, so I decided to go to her dorm and knock.

I go to the girls section, knocking lightly on the door, I mean these girls should be in their dorms by this time?

It's 8:21 at night, they have to be at least no where else around the building.

I knock a little bit harder still getting no response. It slightly begins to worry me.

So I had to take things into my own hands, I open the door, revealing.. absolutely nothing.

I looked around the room, curious, yet worried. Suddenly I feel like I stepped on something. I look at my feet seeing a drawing....

Of Grayson.

And I knew exactly who had drawn this, it was Diana, she's the only who can draw this good.

It now just made me way more curious, yet more worried about everything.

Especially about Grayson, the way he's been behaving these past few weeks have worried me.

I'm terrified of what Grayson is capable of doing.

I knew I had to do something about it, I need to avoid Grayson going wild again,

Because one things for sure, he'll do anything to get Diana.
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a/n- okay guys forgive me for my horrible updating. I knoe you guys probably hate me, but I've been very busy lately. Some of you might not know that I already started school, and I've got school.

Plus my next chapter is depending on someone very special, I hope you guys are ready for what's next.

You might or might not expect it..

Btw, new Ethan fanfiction coming up soon ;)

I promise I'll try to update wayy more often. Now of you excuse me, I've gotta write for
"My Bullies Baby" ;)

ily guys, stay awesome.❤✌

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I ALSO DONT KNOW WHO DREW THAT AMAZING DRAWING THO! PRAISE THEM!

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