"I'm COMING!" Grace shouted to the front door. The person had been banging
away for several minutes, and Grace had been just too lazy to get up. But
after awhile, the pounding persisted and Grace was beginning to have a
migraine.
"Jesus Christ, can't you-Gordie!" Grace was surprised to find Gordie standing there, hands in pockets, looking quite sullen. "Come in, it's freezing out there!"
"Thanks," he muttered, quickly welcomed by the warmth. "I had to walk all the way here."
"Aww, poor thing," Grace giggled as she hung up Gordie's coat. "Come, sit down, and want some hot chocolate or anything?"
Gordie shook his head, his stomach still in knots. "No, I'm okay."
Grace smiled benignly and sat down beside Gordie on the couch. She covered her shoulders in the blanket she had been tangled in while doing her English homework. "What's up?" She asked after more than a few seconds of awkward silence.
Gordie cleared his throat and looked into Grace's beautiful hues. She was so beautiful to him-he didn't want to ruin anything with her. But he knew he had to talk to her or else he would live with his guilty conscious forever; and that wasn't fair to Grace.
"I-er-came by," Gordie began, his voice not as strong as he would have liked. "Well, because...I think we need to talk."
Grace arched an eyebrow. "Hmm. Oh. And...er...what about?"
Fiddling with a corner of the blanket, he looked up. "Us."
Grace's heart stopped. What did he mean by 'us'? Was he breaking up with her? Why wouldn't he look at her? Why was he pale and his eyes full of regret? What was he hiding?"
"Okay," she began, not knowing what else to say.
"Listen," Gordie began. He had to get this over with. "I kissed Halle Chambers a few weeks ago."
He did it. He had said it. It was done-he knew Grace would never look at him again and he knew she'd want to spit on him. He was low, he was dirt, he was nothing but a egotistical male.
Grace didn't know what to say. She just stared at Gordie, the facts registering in her mind. Gordie had kissed another girl while they were going out. The pieces of the puzzle began to come together. Halle-Gordie-in the snow-Halle-Gordie-walking home-Halle-Gordie-together. She wanted to slap him, she wanted to scream at him! She had given herself to this guy sitting in front of her-he'd been the only guy she'd ever slept with and that was special to her. And he had kissed another girl! Who knows what else he had done...
"Grace-say something, please!" Gordie pleaded. He needed Grace to talk to him. The silence was worse than if she was crying. She wasn't even looking at him!
"What do you want me to say, Gordie?" Grace asked, looking at him finally. Her voice was oddly flat-not angry, not sad, not hurt, no emotion whatsoever. It made Gordie shiver.
"Something!" He pleaded.
Grace didn't say anything. She slapped him hard, crisp, and sharp across the face, oddly satisfied when her hand print was left across his cheek. There was a stunned silence that followed by Gordie and he looked at Grace.
"Grace," he said. "I care very much about you. I-I-I love you. I know that know. I never realized how much you meant to me until I thought about myself without you."
Grace shook her head. She looked at him and laughed coldly. "You care about me? You love me? Gordie, you 'know that now?' Gordie, you told me you loved me before! What did all those times mean?"
"I didn't know!" Gordie started. "But I do now! Grace, I love you and you're everything to me."
"But you kissed another girl."
The fact was simple-it was there. He had kissed another girl. "But-but-it didn't mean ANYTHING to me! It was an accident. She was vulnerable and I-I wanted to be there for her."
Grace stood up and looked at Gordie, dead in the face, a cold, hard stare. "Yeah Gordie? What about what I was going through? Did you have any idea? No, I don't suppose..."
"Grace," Gordie sat up. It wasn't supposed to work this way. Whenever he saw a movie and the guy had been cheating on the girl, the girl always cried and fell into the guys arms, who comforted and ended up winning back by the end of the night. But Grace just stood there, stone-faced and cold, without any trace of emotion. He felt like the one losing it.
"Don't say my name. You have no right anymore."
Gordie shook his head and stood up. "It was a stupid mistake and I wanted you to know!"
"You wanted me to know?! What kind of sick fuck are you? No one wants to know they've been cheated on Gordie! That's life! I know you wanted to be the white knight and make yourself feel all high and shit because you were being 'honest' with me, but the fact still remains that you kissed another girl and you told me about it! You should have never even kissed her in the first place."
'Grace-I-I love you-"
"Yeah, yeah, you love me, you care about me, I know. Right. So I think you need to be going now."
Grace couldn't make herself look into Gordie's eyes. She wouldn't cry in front of Gordie. She wouldn't give him or Halle that much. She might have had her heart broken, but one fact remained; she still had her pride. And NO MAN could take that away from her.
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[Okay guys, that was a short chapter, I know. But I wanted Grace to see that a man COMPLIMENTS you, not COMPLETES you. HA! So there Gordie and your cheating ways! Mwhahaha!! Damn bastard! :) Sorry, yes, I'm feeling bitter at the moment. ANYWAY, a handful of chapters yet to come. What's to happen with Grace and Gordie? Will Grace forgive? Will she forget? *ha, yeah right* Will Halle talk to Grace? Will Faye and Chris have a fight? Will I ever shut up? *NOPE!* hehe yes, still in bitter mode, but, nonetheless Love & Strawberries, The Good Girl]
"Jesus Christ, can't you-Gordie!" Grace was surprised to find Gordie standing there, hands in pockets, looking quite sullen. "Come in, it's freezing out there!"
"Thanks," he muttered, quickly welcomed by the warmth. "I had to walk all the way here."
"Aww, poor thing," Grace giggled as she hung up Gordie's coat. "Come, sit down, and want some hot chocolate or anything?"
Gordie shook his head, his stomach still in knots. "No, I'm okay."
Grace smiled benignly and sat down beside Gordie on the couch. She covered her shoulders in the blanket she had been tangled in while doing her English homework. "What's up?" She asked after more than a few seconds of awkward silence.
Gordie cleared his throat and looked into Grace's beautiful hues. She was so beautiful to him-he didn't want to ruin anything with her. But he knew he had to talk to her or else he would live with his guilty conscious forever; and that wasn't fair to Grace.
"I-er-came by," Gordie began, his voice not as strong as he would have liked. "Well, because...I think we need to talk."
Grace arched an eyebrow. "Hmm. Oh. And...er...what about?"
Fiddling with a corner of the blanket, he looked up. "Us."
Grace's heart stopped. What did he mean by 'us'? Was he breaking up with her? Why wouldn't he look at her? Why was he pale and his eyes full of regret? What was he hiding?"
"Okay," she began, not knowing what else to say.
"Listen," Gordie began. He had to get this over with. "I kissed Halle Chambers a few weeks ago."
He did it. He had said it. It was done-he knew Grace would never look at him again and he knew she'd want to spit on him. He was low, he was dirt, he was nothing but a egotistical male.
Grace didn't know what to say. She just stared at Gordie, the facts registering in her mind. Gordie had kissed another girl while they were going out. The pieces of the puzzle began to come together. Halle-Gordie-in the snow-Halle-Gordie-walking home-Halle-Gordie-together. She wanted to slap him, she wanted to scream at him! She had given herself to this guy sitting in front of her-he'd been the only guy she'd ever slept with and that was special to her. And he had kissed another girl! Who knows what else he had done...
"Grace-say something, please!" Gordie pleaded. He needed Grace to talk to him. The silence was worse than if she was crying. She wasn't even looking at him!
"What do you want me to say, Gordie?" Grace asked, looking at him finally. Her voice was oddly flat-not angry, not sad, not hurt, no emotion whatsoever. It made Gordie shiver.
"Something!" He pleaded.
Grace didn't say anything. She slapped him hard, crisp, and sharp across the face, oddly satisfied when her hand print was left across his cheek. There was a stunned silence that followed by Gordie and he looked at Grace.
"Grace," he said. "I care very much about you. I-I-I love you. I know that know. I never realized how much you meant to me until I thought about myself without you."
Grace shook her head. She looked at him and laughed coldly. "You care about me? You love me? Gordie, you 'know that now?' Gordie, you told me you loved me before! What did all those times mean?"
"I didn't know!" Gordie started. "But I do now! Grace, I love you and you're everything to me."
"But you kissed another girl."
The fact was simple-it was there. He had kissed another girl. "But-but-it didn't mean ANYTHING to me! It was an accident. She was vulnerable and I-I wanted to be there for her."
Grace stood up and looked at Gordie, dead in the face, a cold, hard stare. "Yeah Gordie? What about what I was going through? Did you have any idea? No, I don't suppose..."
"Grace," Gordie sat up. It wasn't supposed to work this way. Whenever he saw a movie and the guy had been cheating on the girl, the girl always cried and fell into the guys arms, who comforted and ended up winning back by the end of the night. But Grace just stood there, stone-faced and cold, without any trace of emotion. He felt like the one losing it.
"Don't say my name. You have no right anymore."
Gordie shook his head and stood up. "It was a stupid mistake and I wanted you to know!"
"You wanted me to know?! What kind of sick fuck are you? No one wants to know they've been cheated on Gordie! That's life! I know you wanted to be the white knight and make yourself feel all high and shit because you were being 'honest' with me, but the fact still remains that you kissed another girl and you told me about it! You should have never even kissed her in the first place."
'Grace-I-I love you-"
"Yeah, yeah, you love me, you care about me, I know. Right. So I think you need to be going now."
Grace couldn't make herself look into Gordie's eyes. She wouldn't cry in front of Gordie. She wouldn't give him or Halle that much. She might have had her heart broken, but one fact remained; she still had her pride. And NO MAN could take that away from her.
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[Okay guys, that was a short chapter, I know. But I wanted Grace to see that a man COMPLIMENTS you, not COMPLETES you. HA! So there Gordie and your cheating ways! Mwhahaha!! Damn bastard! :) Sorry, yes, I'm feeling bitter at the moment. ANYWAY, a handful of chapters yet to come. What's to happen with Grace and Gordie? Will Grace forgive? Will she forget? *ha, yeah right* Will Halle talk to Grace? Will Faye and Chris have a fight? Will I ever shut up? *NOPE!* hehe yes, still in bitter mode, but, nonetheless Love & Strawberries, The Good Girl]
