Well, I royally fucked up asking Grace to lunch. I got all flustered after seeing that motorcycle outside. I totally thought she brought someone home last night.
I know, not the most logical for a Wednesday night. But logic was not on my mind at that moment especially after the meeting last night and it certainly went out the window when I barged into her room first thing in the morning. Way to go Christian.
"Grace?" No answer. "I'm sorry Grace. I didn't mean to overstep." I push the door open and im shocked to see her in a deep red bra and panty set flipping a knife in her hand like a pro muttering to herself.
Thats an image thats going into the vault.
I think you're perfect.
Ray was no fucking help! I need a fight or a fuck. I need to calm down and I can't go to Rudy's or a bar because my grandparents are going to be here soon.
I need to lose myself a bit. I put in my headphones blasting Jxdn and start my throwing knife routine. Tossing a knife from hand to hand turning and spinning them through the air. I grab another one and start breathing through the calming movements of the blades. Up, turn, down, flip, toss, catch, slice. Over and over again. I need to get a board up so I can do target practice. Once my mind is clear I hide the blades back where they belong and take a deep breath.
I better get clothes on. Can't meet grandma and grandpa in my undies. I grab my thigh rig and slide it on before a pretty yellow sundress.
I look like I'm going to church. Nope. I take it off and go back to the dresser and find a pair of jeans and a nice shirt and try not to pull out my hair.
"Its just another day Grace. They're going to have to get used to you eventually. They can't be worse than mom and dad." I mutter to myself.
I see movement out of the side of my eye and go to turn off my music but make it look like I'm just changing the song.
"Whats going on?" Kennedy asks.
"She's stressing out over her grandparents." Christian says. How long have they been there?
"God damn that is a look." Kennedy chuckles.
"Whats happening Friday?" He asks.
"Oh shes got a job and then she's getting a tattoo." Kennedy says.
"She's taking you to her work?"
"Ya. She says she wants to show me her old haunt and meet Ray." She explains.
"That Ray guy seems pretty important to her."
"Ya. I think its more of a comrade in arms situation though."
"Interesting choice of words." He observes.
"Has she told you about her life up until a few days ago? Its an accurate choice of words." She defends. I take off my rig and slide my jeans on and throw on a black tank top on. I load up on my knives and throw on my old hoodie. I need extra comfort tonight. I put my hair up into a half ponytail and turn to see them whispering to eachother. I take my headphones out and watch them with my brow raised. Kennedy notices me first but doesn't give me away. She's such a good friend.
"How long have you been here?" She asks.
"Since I left the pool." He says sounding ashamed.
"You've been here the whole time? Just watching her like a creeper? Its been like an hour!" She chuckles. An hour?! Did he hear me talking to Ray?
"Its not like... ok, ya its kind of like that." He admits. "I did knock but she had her music in and then she started throwing knives and... I just kinda stood there." He says rubbing the back of his neck. Awe. I put my headphones back on and smile at them.
"You perverts just watching me get dressed?" I ask laughing as Kennedy cackles.
"Yes!" She admits while Christian turns pink.
"Get a girlfriend!" I scold walking between them and into the hall.
"I'm trying!" She grumbles.
"Don't worry, I'll introduce you to some lovely ladies Friday." I offer.
"Yes! Now its your turn to play wingwoman!" She crows.
"Happily, my love!"
We find Ruby stressing out more than me. Her face is flushed and her hair looks even bigger than usual.
"Ruby, what can I do to help?" I ask. She starts to wave me off but I stand firm giving her a look. "Give me something to do." She looks at me like she's seeing what I'm made of.
"Fine. Grate cheese." She commands.
"Yes ma'am." I smile and start grating. "See you tomorrow Kennedy!"
"See you then babe! Good luck! Bye everyone!" She calls out heading to the door. Christian sits next to me twiddling his thumbs awkwardly. It takes all my strength not to hold them like he did mine.
"I'm sorry about earlier." I mumble.
"Don't be. I get it." He mumbles back. I don't think he does but its best if I don't encourage these feelings so I nod and feel ashamed of myself. I've always thought if I was lucky enough to find love that I would be brave enough to hold onto it with both hands. Now here I am pushing away a guy I like. Several of them. I am the worst.
"How was your day sweetie?" Ruby asks me.
"It was ok. Pretty boring. Oh! Except I have to yell at Andras when he gets home!" I remember.
"Why?" She chuckles.
"I was informed that he said I was dating a guy from my school." I say with a look.
"Was this Mr. McConnell?" Christian asks practically grinding his teeth.
"Liam, ya." I nod.
"I was there. Thats not how it happened. I think there was a misunderstanding." He admits. Well thats big of him. God! Grace stop it! This cant happen!
"What did Andras say?" I ask.
"Liam asked if he could ask you out on a date and Andras laughed and said he'd have to earn it." He smirks. I narrow my eyes in judgment.
"Alright, he may live for now." I grin. That was a good response. Points for Andras.
Ruby and I finish dinner in no time and are just about to set the table when the doorbell rings.