GRACIE
As soon as the door snicks shut behind Noah, I fall to my knees, unable to stop my body from trembling. I told him that I had some work to do for class, barely managing to hold myself together while I waited for him to leave.
A sob wracks through me as I finally let the tears fall, the conflicting emotions threatening to overwhelm me. Not only have I just fucking dry humped my brother’s friend,myfriend—or maybe not, after all—but everything is suddenly coming to a head.
Those words, thosefuckingwords.
Fuck, love. You feel so good.
They echo around in my mind, playing on a loop over and over andoveragain.
I know those words.
I’ve heard them countless times before.
I know that goddamn voice.
The husky lilt as he whispers when he’s turned on.
Noah goddamn White is my stalker.
He’s the one who’s been chasing me around in a mask, declaring things to me that he has no right to.
I went to Noah for help, and instead I walked right into his trap.
Everything that’s happened in these last few weeks is all on him.
Heis the one he’s been so called protecting me from.
All this time, it was him.
How did I not figure it out sooner? How did I miss the blatant holes in his stories, the little signs that pointed towards it all this time?
And how… how the hell did I miss hisvoice? He spoke to me without the modulator so many times and I never put two and two together.
Was my mind just blocking out the truth? Or am I really that oblivious? Have I been in denial this entire time?
How could I have been so fucking stupid?
How am I so blind?
And what the hell am I meant to do now?
I… I’m honestly not sure of anything anymore.
Noah and I were getting so close, I was starting tofeelthings for him.
I trusted him.
And yet it was all a lie.
A manipulation.
But you were feeling things for the other side of him too, a little voice in the back of my mind whispers and I groan in frustration.
No.
This is not my fault. He manipulated me, made me fall for not only him himself, but his masked persona too.
