Page 56 of Make You Love Me

Not taking a chance on missing her coming out of the bathroom I park my ass right against the wall and wait. A few minutes later she comes out and does a double take as she sees me.

“Grey… wh—what are you doing?” she says as she stops in her tracks.

“Lottie, I need to talk to you. Please? This is driving me fucking crazy. Seeing you sitting there with him like you’re his is killing me.”

She doesn’t come any closer as she says, “I don’t belong to anyone Greyson. Not you, not Corbin, not Ethel… no one.”

“All I’m asking is that you explain to me why you aren’t mine anymore. I know I fucked up leaving that night and now knowing what you’ve been through during that time… I just need to understand everything.”

Finally, she softens a little bit, “I want answers too, Grey.”

Eagerly I say, “Then let me come by later or I can come get you. I’m on my bike and don’t have your helmet with me.”

“It’s not my helmet and I’m sorry, but I have plans.”

“Lottie you are the only person who has ever ridden on the back of my bike. Do I look like the type of guy who lets random bitches ride around with me? You know me better than that. I literally ordered it specifically for you this summer.”

That seems to stun her “Maybe. But that was the Greyson I knew this summer… or the person I thought I knew.”What the hell is she talking about? I wonder what kind of shit her crazy grandma filled her head with. Regardless, I deserve a chance to explain myself.

“Fuck that, you know me, Lottie. Better than anyone.” I move toward her, and she doesn’t back away.

“Cancel your plans,” I say as I grab the back of her neck and make sure she is looking up at me.“You may say you aren’t mine, but I am yours. Talk with me tonight. This can’t go on any longer. You belong with me.”

That longing and pain is back in her eyes. I knew I didn’t imagine it the other day. “I’m sorry, but I can’t back out on him now.”

That throws fire on my emotions. “Who the fuck is him?”

She maintains eye contact with me. “Corbin, I’m supposed to help him study for Anatomy tonight. He was my first friend here and doesn’t deserve me dipping out on him just because you say so.”

“Are you serious right now?” I roar, no longer able to keep my emotions in check. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, you have a habit of picking others over me. That’s what got us in this mess in the first place, isn’t it?”

She pulls away startled, taking her warmth with her, and I know by the look on her face I’ve fucked up. “Yeah, blame it all on me Greyson. I guess that’s the only way you can sleep at night.” Lottie starts to walk away as she says, “I’m not doing this with you right now. Not here for everyone to hear.”

I don’t even attempt to stop her. I’m so fucking pissed, I walk right to the booth, jerking my helmet off the seat, and tell the guys I’m out.

Maybe I’m delusional and she really doesn’t love me anymore. No, what we had doesn’t just go away like that. I refuse to believe that until those words come out of her mouth.

I practically begged her to talk to me and she still denied me. Fuck that. She’s going to have to come to me this time.

Chapter Eighteen

Isitinthepassenger seat of Corbin's blacked-out Charger in silence. Normally I would be giddy over the fact that his car is fricken sweet, but no, I'm too busy dwelling on what just happened.

How dare he try to blame me for this. Yes, I admit him seeing me with Jacob was not ideal, but nothing happened. If he had given me one second of his time to explain that day, we wouldn’t be in this mess. Instead, he ran off to Richmond Hills and did who knows what. But I’m the one at fault. Ugh!

My heart hurts and I already feel defeated.Are we ever going to work this out?I can see it in his eyes that he misses me, but his actions and words have my head a mess.

“You know Trouble, you can talk to me,” Corbin says from beside me.

“I don’t want to bother anymore people with my shit, but thank you.”

“You and him are a thing, aren’t you?” he asks, but he already knows the answer.

I shift in my seat to face him. I've been so distracted by my racing thoughts that I didn’t realize we’re already in my driveway.

“We met over the summer in Nori Beach, hooked up, broke up, and now we're here,” I say, trailing off, not sure what to tell him and knowing damn well our relationship was more than those few little words, but I don’t want to go into details right now.

“I knew you were too good to be true,” he says, shaking his head.

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