Chapter Song: Beating Heart - Ellie Goulding

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Chapter 57:

(Kerri's POV)

I wake up slowly. My eyes open but gradually close again. This time they open a bit faster when I see Diana staring at me. She's sitting on her bed with a grimace placed across her dainty face.

I groan at the light shining through the window and roll over onto my stomach. I peer over at the angry Diana with a confused face.

"What?" I ask groggy. She squints her eyes at me in anger.

I raise my eyebrows in question and she rolls her eyes.

"Don't act like you don't know," she's got her finger pointed at me," We haven't talked about Wednesday night."

I mentally roll my eyes but physically groan.

Screw it. I groan aloud this time. I roll over under the covers and ignore her pissed off face that sits on the other side of the room.

"Kerri!" She yells. I hear her footsteps thud across the floor and the covers are abruptly thrown off of me and onto the floor.

I roll over and my eyes scan her angry figure. I can feel the tension rolling off her body.

Why can't she just drop it? I'd much rather sleep and fight later.

I groan and sit up with an attitude. She woke me up, I'm gonna try my hardest to piss her off discreetly.

"Diana, can't we just fight after I get enough sleep?" I sigh and hold myself up with my arms. The fact that my eyes are slowly closing again has to convince her to-

What the actual fuck?

Diana's hand is red when I open my eyes and my cheek is stinging. I can feel the immense rush of blood hit my face and the throbbing begin.

"What the hell Diana?!" I scream at her and hold my right cheek with the corresponding hand.

She places a hand on her hip and steps back, leaving me room to jump up and give her my wrath.

I balance myself and point my finger at her," for one, he was using you. He was just using you as a play toy until he found someone more loyal and better than you. And for two, I was drunk off my ass. Not only that."

I paused and shoved my finger into her face, which only made her more pissed off. "He kissed me first from what I remember so get off my back and go sulk. He was never yours to protect. He's been a player since high school," I finished my rant and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Grey hasn't been anything but trouble since I met him. I knew he was trouble and the fact that he hasn't grown up any at all makes me think he's gonna stay this way for the rest of his life. I knew ever since I saw the pair together that he as using her for nothing more than a play toy. Yes, it broke my heart to see her with him. Or was it the other way around. Did it hurt to see him with her? Kerri stop thinking about all the impossible things and just take a Damn shower.

After my fight with my conscience I took a hot shower and brushed my hair.

If I step out of the bathroom only god knows what she will do to me. What if she threw all my clothes out into the main hall? Or what if she took my bras and underwear and threw them into the front hall?

I open the bathroom door with the towel wrapped around myself and to my surprise Diana was nowhere to be found.

You gotta love your inner conscience for overreacting 24/7.

I grab my clothes and undergarments and run into the bathroom while my grip on my towel stays firm.

I turn on the faucet and memories rush back to me. Happy memories. The memories of Grey and I in the pool come back to me in a flash. Sinking to the bottom of the pool just to grab that quick kiss. The lights, the rush, the feel.

I am yanked back into the deafening reality by a loud slam of our door.

I finish brushing my teeth and I open the door to find no one in our dorm room. What the hell?

What if a killer comes out from under the bed and stabs me?

Oh hell-

I capture a glimpse of a hand written note on my bed. Its quickly written and very messy.

It reads:

Dear Kerri,

I came by today just to say that I apologize for not apologizing. (I just realized this was pen and now I cannot erase my dumb mistake there.) Anyways, Kerri, I know you think I'm childish and immature and just really dumb but I want you to know that I am trying to be better. Just know that I'm sorry. -G

I don't think he's dumb! He acts like it a good bit of the time but he's not. He got to college didn't he? He has common sense.

Should I take his apology? Wait, why is he even apologizing? He has no reason to..

This is so unlike Grey. What bipolar trick is he playing?

I crumple the paper into a ball and throw it into the trash.

Why is he so complicated? Kerri, you are lying to your best friend, you are leading Justin on when you are thinking about Grey, you're just not doing the right things.

I wish things were different.

I wish Grey had never stepped into my life. I wish I had never even met him.

I lie down in my bed and wrap up into the covers, curling into a ball.

When the door opens slowly I turn towards it with a confused face.

Justin's smirk makes me melt into my bed and I unwrap myself from the covers I am intertwined into.

"No stay," he states with a smile that makes me smile.

I scoot over towards the wall and he moves into the bed beside me and pulls me close.

"You look adorable in your oversized Nirvana t-shirt and messy hair," he compliments.

I sigh and snuggle into his chest. "I look like a mess, but thank you anyways."

I look up at him," I love how blind you are to my ugliness."

He kicks my leg under the covers and looks at me with a smile.

"You aren't ug-"

I put my hand over his mouth to shush him but he pries it off with his strong hand.

"You aren't ugl-"

I slap my hand back over his mouth and he lets it sit there. Neither of us move.

I raise my eyebrows in question and he raises his.

I slowly let up my hand and place it back on his shoulder.

"Youarentugly!" He yells.

I push him off the bed and move over into his spot.

I stick my tongue out at him as I lean over the edge of the bed.

He sticks his tongue out at me in return and pokes my nose as I continue sticking my tongue out.

"You're so weird Justin."

"I know," he winks and stands up.

So you guys I figured something out.. if you change the font you write in it may change your writing. I don't write on Wattpad because 87.5883% of the time it's not as dependable as needed and tends to not save my work, so I write on an app that saves it, kinda like a notes app but I have folders and whatnot. Its pretty cool. But anyways, you can change the font and it really has made a difference for me. I can write more smoother and I don't have to think about what I'm writing as much. Not that I couldn't write smoothly before but now I can really feel the effect. I suggest trying it if you write. What do you think about Kerri's response to a caring Grey? You guys think he's just being his temporary caring self or that he's being sincere? Or maybe he's actually trying now? Comment what you think!!! Comment and vote if you enjoyed!! -C