Page 19 of Our Shattered Pieces
“Grayson, we’ve been together for-”
“It was all coming to an end after graduation anyway, Katy,” I snapped. “What difference does it make now?”
Her eyes nearly popped out of her head. “But I thought…I…thought…”
“You thought what?”
“You were really going to go back to California?”
God, pussy really did make men fucking stupid. How could I have not seen any of this? How could I have dated this woman for so long and not see what a fucking piece of work she was?
“I mean, I thought-”
“We’re done here, Katy,” I said and walked out of her bedroom, trying to get out of her apartment as quickly as I could.
“Grayson!” she called after me. “You can’t be serious!”
“Lose my number, Katy,” I called back. “We are so fucking done.”
“You asshole!”
“I am,” I agreed. “I really, really am.”
I slammed the door behind me as I left her apartment, feeling like I needed a goddamn drink. And as I got into my car, I thanked my lucky stars that I had never introduced Katy to Rowan. Sure, Rowan knew about her, but I’d never taken Katy to meet Rowan personally, and I couldn’t be happier about that right now.
One more month.
One more fucking month, and then…
I didn’t fucking know.
Chapter 13
Molly~
Upon the end of the semester, I had spent an entire month at a very expensive counseling center.
I had spent a month purging my secrets.
I had spent a month asking questions.
I had spent a month listening, and listening, and listening.
I had spent a month wondering why the counseling wasn’t fucking working.
I had spent a month in that place, and I had ended up walking out of there the same way I had walked in.
Chapter 14
Grayson~
Upon graduation, I had started seeing a counselor every other week.
We talked about generalities, at first, but soon, all my secrets were free.
We talked about Rowan and my sense of guilt a lot.
We talked about my struggle with doing the right thing versus being the real me.
