Chapter Twenty

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Wes ~

I thought if I laid there in silence long enough, whoever was at the door would eventually get the hint, but I was wrong. The knocking only got louder and I heard my locked door handle being twisted and rattled.

Wes: whoever is banging on my door must have a fucking death wish.

Blake: Sorry dude it's Mandy and she's not taking no for an answer.

Goddamn Blake, get your girl under control.

I clenched my back teeth and huffed out a breath as I slid out from under Gracie as gently as I could, replacing my body with a pillow as the knocking became louder.

She stirred slightly and her hands reached and searched for me which only made it more difficult to walk away from her.

"What?" I snapped as I flung the door open.

"Where is she?" Amanda shot back, glaring at me like I was the devil himself.

"She just fell asleep."

"In your bed?" Amanda asked, folding her arms across her chest.

"No in my fucking closet - yes in my bed."

My sarcasm wasn't well received, but I didn't give a shit about Amanda's feelings, especially if she was going to try to wake Gracie up.

She tried to brush past me, planting her hand on the door as she attempted to force it open, but I gripped it tightly thwarting the motion of the door instantly.

"You're really not going to let me in?" She hissed.

"Correct, I'm really not going to let you in." I confirmed holding the door with one arm so she couldn't move it.

"Where are you sleeping then?" She asked in a shrill tone.

"Right next to her." I said shamelessly.

"No absolutely not." Amanda said turning over her to look at Blake.

"Blake tell him to let me in there I need to see Gracie."

My eyes shot to Blakes, giving him a serious look that said I fucking dare you.

"Yeah Blake, tell him." I said, more of a threat than a statement.

"Listen Mandy, don't you think if Gracie wanted him to leave she would have told him herself?" Blake said, trying to be neutral.

"What if she did and Wes didn't listen?" Amanda hissed in my direction.

"I would never fucking do that and if you knew me at all you'd know better than to assume that kind of shit."

Amanda didn't back down to my words and stepped forward, narrowing her eyes at me as she glared.

"Oh I know plenty about you Wes. You don't even remember me do you?"

My stomach dropped slightly at her words and I tried to remember if I'd ever slept with Amanda. Nothing came to mind but that didn't mean much.

"The hell are you talking about?"

Laughing under her breath, Amanda gave me a malicious smile before she spoke.

"Freshman year, before I moved in with Gracie you slept with my roommate, Courtney."

The name didn't ring a bell and it must have been obvious.

"Of course you don't remember her fucking name." Amanda scoffed hatefully. "You played her, slept with her then never spoke to her again. I had to listen to her cry over you for months and I won't let that happen to Gracie."

It all started to make sense. All of Amanda's animosity towards me was from this Courtney chick that I had apparently hurt. But there was one huge difference, one I wasn't sure I could explain because I didn't fully understand it myself. Courtney wasn't Gracie.

"Amanda, I know you've made your mind up about me already. And there's not a lot that I can do to change that, but I want you to hear me. I would never hurt Gracie. I would never take advantage of her or manipulate her. I offered to sleep on the couch but she asked me to stay. Cried when I tried to leave."

Amanda's brows lowered and she studied me a for a second or two before Gracies small voice sounded from the darkness of my room.

"Wes?" She called out with fear in her voice.

"She needs me Amanda. She associates me with safety and I'm ready and willing to be that for her, but you and I need to be on the same team."

"Wes?" Gracie called out again a little more frantically.

"Fine. But I'm going to sleep on the couch right out here if she needs me."

"Deal." I said quickly.

I turned and rushed back into the dark room, tossing the pillow aside and reclaiming my spot in the bed next to here.

"Right here baby." I said softly in her ear.

She clutched my chest again and nestled her head against it.

I had never felt so needed, so dominant, so caring as I did in that moment and as we both drifted off to sleep. Everything inside me shifted slightly and I started to question my intentions with Gracie. I knew it wanted her from the moment I saw her, but this was so different. I didn't just want her for a night or for a few days of fun. I wanted her fully and completely. 

Holy shit I want to date her. Like actually date her.

Her small body leaned against mine and she rested her lips against my chest, but before she fell asleep, I felt her soft lips brush against my chest, pressing themselves against my skin. She peppered my chest with several sleepy kisses before she mumbled against me. 

"Thank you, Wes." She said against my skin. 

"You don't have to thank me Gracie...now sleep." I soothed, feeling her nod a few times under my chin before her body went still and relaxed fully. 

My mind wandered as sleep overtook me, running multiple confusing thoughts through my head as I drifted, but one thing became abundantly clear - I wanted Gracie to be mine and I was willing to do anything to make that happen. 

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