009 - I care.

Aurora

You watched the struggle going in Grayson's mind and just wanted to help him. You didn't even know where your bravery came from minutes ago as you laughed his death threat off like it was nothing but seeing his pain and suffering, you felt bad for him.

What really happened these past years for him to be this way? Did he experienced some traumatic events? Did someone hurt him and the only defense system in him was defend himself by being angry all the time, push people away? What really happened to him?

When he mentioned some voice in his head, you got some idea what it might be but you needed gather more information for it to jump to conclusions so as you stared into his conflicted gaze, full of pain and confusion, his hair a mess, falling over his eyes, your hand lifted to his face to put the strands behind his ears, his eyes immediately closing shut when your touch seemed to comfort him as he leaned into your palm. The action made your heart burst into your chest.

"Gray?" Your voice startles him when he snaps his eyes back open to look down at you.

Not saying anything, it was your cue to continue as you voiced out loud your thoughts.

"Can you tell me what happened to you? Where did you go after your studies?" Those were simple questions but they were enough to get him mad again. Eyes darkening, his lips made a straight line in displeasure, like he wasn't keen on the question or maybe the memories were too bad to remember.

"Please, can you at least talk to me?" You pleaded, " I want to know what happened to you after you disappeared on us, I just want to help you and why-"

"Does it fucking matter?" His unblinking stare on you and the cold chilling voice of his made you stop midsentence," You think you can help me?" Letting out a cold chuckle, it created goosebumps on your skin and not the good ones," No one can help me anymore. The old me is dead, I will never be the same so stop fucking pitying me like you actually care," snarling at you, it made you flinch but still you didn't back down from the stare down or his angry tone which would have made you run to the hills if you weren't stronger.

Yanking him closer by his hair which made him hiss, you forced him to look you in the eyes," Listen here, you asshole. I came here to find you behalf of my brother, I hoped you will honor that by helping me to avenge his death since he was your best friend but not only that, you were the first person in my life besides Ray who actually cared about me to notice how I'm doing everyday. It made me happy that someone still remembers me. I didn't came looking for you only to use you, I fucking actually care what happens to you so if you want to accuse me for that, I will gladly leave. If not for me then for Ray, he deserves justice for what they did to him," feeling tears falling down your cheeks, you didn't care that you looked like a mess but you wanted to make clear that you're not some weak girl who wants protection, you wanted them all dead because those horrible men took your only family away. You couldn't move on knowing they are still alive and possibly killing more innocent people, it just not how you are.

Grayson was still silent when you finished your speech so it made you feel crushed that he doesn't even care anymore. Pushing him off with all your force, the move caught him off guard. Stumbling back from your body, you managed to stand up so not even looking at him, you start to make your way to the bed when rough fingers wrap around your nape to pull you back till you crush against his firm chest, holding you close. Feeling him breathing on your neck, his nose touches your hair, lips brushing your ear, Grayson wraps his other arm around your waist so your backside is flush against his.

"The nerve of you talking to me like that, precious. If you were my enemy, I would have killed you already," Grayson sneered against your ear when you tried to escape his hold but he was built to be stronger than you so you failed it after first attempts.

"You don't stroke me as a professional killer if you act like a bipolar psychopath who threatens women," you growled back at him to which he laughed. A cruel laugh, the sound hunting.

"That's what makes me so good at it and I would prefer creative. You know why?" Lifting your chin up with his fingers, your eyes met his cruel ones, the dark gaze so black you could have drowned in them.

"Why?"

Grayson grinned and your heart jumped at the sight," Because if I kill you right here, no one would hear you, my house is soundproof so I can drag you to my basement and have fun with you if I want, there's plenty of toys to play with and I know you will not enjoy them if I use them on you."

His words made you speechless, shock taking over as fear overwhelmed all your senses for the possibility that Grayson can get rid of you if he wants. If you scream, no one will hear you so you were doomed not knowing if he is joking or not.

"You're completely insane," you whisper in disbelief.

He shrugs, " Maybe but that doesn't change the fact that your body belongs to me."

What the hell?

"What is your plan here? Ray said to come here because you can help me. What is the solution then? Those were all lies or what? Because of the sake of your old friendship, everything what happened between you two, it doesn't mean anything to you at all?" His behavior didn't make any sense because even he was angry before, you thought he likes you too when he first kissed you and touched you, he even said he will take care of everything but now you weren't sure.

Grayson swept his gaze over you and for a second you felt naked under his stare. Sliding his fingers through his messy hair while letting out annoyed sigh, you watched his muscles ripple when he lifted his arm and those abs tensed with all his bloody wounds, some old scars and his beautiful tattoos. The sight was something you will never forget, even he was a killer with bipolar issues, he was too handsome to handle. Your reaction made your lower regions tingle as you flushed when he catches you staring at him like that.

"What makes you think I don't care?" He asks some seconds later.

You can't help but scowl," When you first threatened me. That's not the way how you treat your best friend's sister who cared for you when no one else did so-"

A hand around your throat made you shut up real quick when he squeezed your neck, eyes looking down at you with something like madness.

"And now? Do you still care, knowing that I'm a monster now? Do you really want to stay here?"

There was only one answer so with closed eyes, you pressed your body closer to his. Leaning towards him, you felt him tensing but not moving away. With your heartbeat increasing, you pressed your mouth to his, lips brushing against each other with a soft kiss.

"Yes, always, " you answer and truly believed that he will never hurt you.