Chapter 17

Terry Baker

Chapter Seventeen: I Thought You Didn't Bottom.

Terry's POV

I slowly come out of the sleeping state that I was in. I feel like I have been sleeping for days, actually more like weeks. As I slowly open my eyes, I see a bright light and a room that is entirely white. Great! I died. I open my eyes completely and fully seeing that I'm alive and in the hospital. What the hell happened? Maybe my Pneumonia is back. But why does my head feel like someone cracked it open and they just put it back together? I look over to the side seeing Danny asleep.

"Danny?" I whisper trying to get him to wake up. "Daniel?" I say the name he hates the most.

"I fucking told you not to call me that, EVER!" Danny says waking up from him sleep. "At least you're awake." He says coming to my bedside.

"How long have I been sleeping?" I ask rubbing my head.

"Two days. Terry, what happened?" Danny asks.

"Grayson?" I say everything immediately coming back to me. From Sharon to the meatheads that almost killed me. It was Sharon. That Bitch! "I need to talk to Grayson." I say trying to get myself out of bed.

"Don't move, just stay in the bed." Danny says pushing me back in the bed. I need to get to Grayson. He needs me! I don't why, but I feel like he needs me.

"Where is he?" I ask knowing Grayson doesn't like not being by my side always.

"I don't know. All I know is that everything is taken care of. Even your instructors have been contacted." Danny says rubbing my face.

"Did he come here? Even once?" I ask hoping.

"I'm sorry Terry. I haven't seen him."

"It's her fault. What kind of mother dictates her children?"

"So, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to find him. By any means necessary."

"Terry, don't get crazy. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I just wanted you to be with someone other than Ray than I pushed you to Grayson." Danny explains with a remorseful expression.

"You didn't do anything. Me and Grayson belong together; and we will be together." I say encouraging myself. I don't believe it. Not one word I just said do I feel like it's true. As much as I love Grayson, the fear he has for his mother is greater than the love he has for me. And that's a fact! I know he is going to push me away and hurt me because of her, but I will hold on because to be frank, my life depends on it.

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As I sit quietly in my advisers office, I wonder how my life has gotten so complicated. Grayson hasn't contacted me ever since I got out of the hospital and frankly, I'm okay with it. I know he's not contacting me because of Sharon, I guess this gives me time to get ready for my exams since the semester is almost over.

"Terry, I'll see you now." Maya, my adviser says.

"Coming." I get up from her waiting room and head over into her office.

Maya Pantella (Adviser)

"So how are you feeling?" She asks sitting in her chair.

"Okay. It's been two weeks since I've been out of the hospital. I'm caught up on all the things I missed. And I'm not distracted so, that's good." I explain.

"What do you mean distracted?" She asks curiously.

"Nothing. Nothing at all." I smile innocently.

"Fine. Okay look, here is the deal. I've talked to California Southern Law School and they said yes, you can go for the summer."

"Are you serious?!"

"Hold your excitement sweetie."

"What?"

"Because you took some classes here and you're going to a California Law School, you will be limited to practice law in California."

"What the hell?"

"CSLS is not approved by the American Bar Association. If you want New York, you're going to have to wait." She explains.

"What do you think I should do?" I ask not knowing what to do. My dream was always to be a lawyer in New York and now, I can't.

"I think you should stay in California. Graduate from CSLS this December, practice law until you have enough money to pay for a school that is approved by the Bar. After that, then you are free." Maya explains.

"But what if I don't find a job?"

"You do remember that you live in California where idiotic beings of YouTube do prank videos and get in trouble with bystanders all the time, right?" She asks. By the way, Maya hates YouTubers since her son dropped out of college and decided to react to videos online. What a generation?!

"Thanks Maya. I'll see you later." I get up and head for the door.

"Stay in school. Please!" Maya yells after me while throwing her head down on her desk dramatically. I love that woman.

Stay in California? That wasn't my plan though. The reason that I went to USC is because they gave me a scholarship, Maya and I planned everything but the fact that I had to stay in Cali. I make my way back to the Taxi I hired.

"Where to?" The driver asks. I give the address to where I want to go even though I'm a nervous wreck. The driver starts driving and my body becomes more sweaty. I take slow breaths to calm myself and it seems to be working. Maybe this is a bad idea. I should just go home. Why did I do this in the first place? I could have just gone from  school to my apartment since it is walking distance. I try to fix my curls so that they look presentable when I get there, since it's a high class place.

"Sir, you're here. Do you want me to wait?" He asks.

"No, that's okay." I respond giving him the money. I make my way out of the Taxi and into GH Records.

As I walk into the building, I'm mesmerized by the surroundings. The entire thing is black and white and brings out the professional side of everything. I make my way to the front desk.

"Excuse me? I have an appointment with Mr. Hughes." I say trying to act normal.

"What's your name?" The silicon filled Barbie doll at the front desk asks me without looking away from her computer.

"Well...ummmm.." I stutter.

"Terry?" A woman says coming my way.

"You know him?" The Barbie asks finally looking away from the computer.

"Please come with me." The woman says directing me towards the elevator.

"Thank you." I say following her.

"See you at lunch Emily." The girl at the computer says.

"Bye Barbie." The Emily girl says. Wait, her name is actually Barbie? Holy Shit! We stepped into the elevator and she puts in a certain code that I'm assuming is specifically for Grayson's office.

"Yes her name is actually Barbie." Emily says making me look at her. "Everyone wonders." She smiles and shrugs it off.

"How do you know me?" I ask.

"He's not doing good. And it's all because of her. When you two first started dating, he gave me a picture of you and said if you ever came to this building, I should escort you to his office myself." She explains.

"How bad is he?" I ask getting nervous. Maybe this was a bad idea.

"I thought he was mean before, but Sharon brings out a side of him I have never seen before." She says at the same time the elevator doors open. I make my way out of the elevator and right behind Emily.

"How many people are on this floor?" I ask trying to calm myself.

"Just me and him. He's in his office." She says going to what I'm assuming is her desk. I make my way closer to the office and I can see him on the phone. He's facing his window, so his back is to me. I stand out his door and take a deep breath. I open the door slowly and enter the room.

"Fuck everything you do! You think I give a shit? Watch me destroy you!" He screams into the phone before throwing the phone to the other side of the room.

Because of this action, we become face to face and neither of us say a word. As I stare into Grayson's eyes, all I see is sadness and nothing else. I come closer to his desk and he moves backwards.

"Hi?" I say breaking the silence.

"Can I help you with something?" Grayson says in a cold tone.

Ouch! Keep calm Terry.

"I miss my boyfriend and I came to see him." I say with courage.

"Sorry, but I think you have the wrong person. Please, leave my presence?" He says sitting back on his chair and going back to his paper work.

"Okay Grayson that's enough. I missed you okay?" I say coming closer to the desk.

"Like I said, leave my presence."

"Why are you doing this? Why are you treating me like this? I thought the two weeks break could have been enough!"

"Get out!" He screams and stands up and it makes our faces only inches apart.

"I'm in-love with you. Because of that, I will fight for us."

"I didn't ask you!"

"What are you talking about?"

"I didn't ask you to fall in-love with me." He says with so much hatred.

"No! You didn't ask me. You begged me to. Remember, all those visits?"

"Get out!"

"Grayson?!"

"Get out! Never come back to this office, never call or text me. Any form of communication between us is over."

"Why?" I ask not knowing what else to do. And of course tears start falling.

"You know why I gave you a ride that day out in the desert. I wanted to sleep with you. It was all because I wanted a good fuck."

"You didn't get one."

"No I didn't, then I became curious to why? Why does this good do nothing human being reject me? I thought there was something special about you, but I guess I was wrong." He crosses his arms and looks me straight in my eyes.

"I'm not going to be one of those people. I'm not going to let you emotionally hurt me all in the name of Sharon is the one forcing you to say those things. I thought you loved me?" I asks barely getting a word out because of my cries.

"You thought wrong."

"I did. There was a moment in time that I actually thought you loved me but you never did. Because if you loved me you could have stood up to that nasty bitch and fought for us. But since we are here and you are giving me this pathetic speech about how you never loved me, I take it she still has her hands shoved up your ass. And here I thought you didn't bottom." I give my little speech with the last ounce of dignity that I have and turn around and head for the door.

"Terry....." I hear Grayson's voice say my name. And for some reason, it makes me cry even more.

"No! You don't get to do that to me!" I scream at him as I turn back around.

"Terry......" He looks at me with eyes filled with remorse. He actually thinks he's protecting me.

"Grayson, I didn't ask you to protect me. I can handle your mom!" I say turning back around heading for the door.

"It was the only way." I hear Grayson say followed by sound of sobs.

"I DID'NT ASK YOU TO PROTECT ME, JUST LOVE ME!" I look at him one last time and get out of his office. I run towards the elevator and don't look back.

"Don't leave. Please!" I hear Grayson's voice behind. I turn around and look at him. Tears are coming down his face and he's trying to hold back. "I need you. And I can't handle loosing you." Grayson says and starts walking my way. What do I do?

"And where the fuck do you think you're going?" I hear a woman's voice which sounds cold, so I know it's Sharon. "I think you are forgetting  something." Grayson and I both look behind him to see his so called mother standing behind.

"Im sorry. Goodbye Terry." Grayson says turning around speed walking back to his office.

"I hate you!" I scream at him in anger. Before I could start walking after him like the pathetic human I am, the Emily girl grabs and pulls me into the elevator. After the doors close, I slide my body down to the floor and cry my eyes out.

Why me? I want to hate him. For everything he has said, I want to hate him yet I don't.

"I can help you." Emily says making me lift my head to her.

"Wwwhhattt?" I stutter.

"I will help you with Mr. Hughes." She says coming down on the floor with me.

"Why?"

"Because I like not being yelled at for every little thing at work." She pulls me on her shoulder and I lean on it. "Don't worry, I have a plan."

Emily Duncan (Grayson's Assistant)