Chapter 26

Chapter Twenty-Six: Hi?

Grayson's POV

After the gun shot goes off, I open my eyes to see Terry all drenched in blood. The look in his eyes as he gasps for air makes my chest tighten. I get on the floor with him and hold on to his body tight. I look at the woman who gave birth to me yet has inflicted so much pain in my life. I hold the wound right on his heart as Terry bleeds to death.

"Terry? Please don't leave me baby." I whisper to him as I hear laughter coming form Sharon Hughes.

"Like I always say, mother knows best." Sharon says and leaves Terry's apartment. I let out a loud cry as I hold the body of the love of my life in my arms.

"I...love..you Grayson. Don't you ever forget me." Terry says while coughing up blood.

"You are going to be fine." I say not believing the words myself. "I love you so much Terry."

"Thank you for loving me." And with his last words Terry Baker shut his eyes permanently. I watch as his life-less body stiffens in my arms. The color from his face start to fade as everything in him shuts down.

"Terry?! NO!" I scream shaking his body vigorously. The door opens and its Danny. "He's gone." I whisper and he falls to the ground. We both start crying as the one person who mattered most in our lives lays dead in front of us.

"We didn't even fix our fight. Terry!" Danny cries coming over to Terry's body and lays with him.

"My life is over."

I lay lifeless in my bedroom trying to figure out how it all went wrong. Its been two months since Terry passed away and yet here I am still shut down from society. It hurts so fucking much. I feel like I will never smile or laugh ever again. My mind is cloudy and I can't think straight. I keephearing these voices in my head like I'm in a hospital or something. I bet its just the shock I'm in.

"Baby please come back to me." I hear Terry's voice from out of nowhere. I don't answer knowing damn well that my baby is gone and he's never coming back. This is too much pain, I don't think I'll ever be the same ever.

"Come on man. You can get out of this." David's voice lingers also yet I don't see him.

I try to get up from my bed yet I'm unable to. I try to scream for help yet my voice won't allow me. All of a sudden, darkness appears and I'm consumed by it. Help!

"How long has he been in the shower?" I hear David's voice and I try my best to open my eyes or my mouth.

"Just keep an eye on him Josh. Terry needs all the attention right now." David says to what I'm assuming is the phone because I don't hear anyone responding to him.

Terry? Terry?! My baby is okay? I move my head and it hurts like hell. I move my left hand causing excruciating pain to travel through my body. I open my mouth to scream.

"Mmmmhhhhh." Was all I could manage to get out. Further movements of my arm causes the pain to appear again.

"Grayson? Grayson? Doctor?" I hear David's voice call out yet I can't see him. My eyes are are close. I move my eye balls around so that my eye lids could open. After my many attempts, my eyes open to the bright light and a very white room. A flashlight beam travels from my left eye to my right.

"Grayson can you hear me?" Someone asks who I'm assuming is the doctor from his coat.

"That light is fucking annoying." I finally speak but my voice is very low. The doctor releases a laugh and so does David.

"You scared the shit out of me." David says. Wait, where is Terry?

"Terry?" I ask directing the question to David.

"He went home to take a shower, he's been here for the whole two weeks. He needed a proper shower and not just the simple refreshing thing he was doing." David says taking out his phone.

"Hold on a second, let me call Josh."

Terry is okay. My heart skips with joy as David dials the number. Two weeks? All this time, the reality that was in my brain, I guess wasn't true. I get to see my baby.

Terry's POV

As the warm water hits my face, I finally feel the tension being released from my body. This past two weeks have been hell for me. Grayson hasn't woken up yet and I think I'm about to go insane. Everyone advised me to come back to my apartment and clean up. So here I am. After my long shower, I step out of the shower wrapping my towel around me. I dry myself and apply some lotion and just sit on my bed.

After what seemed like an eternity, I finally dress myself in sweatpants and a t-shirt. I pack some clothes for myself, and some extra hygiene equipment for myself. As I make my way back into the living room, I find my temporary driver on the phone wiping his tears away.

"Josh? Is everything okay?" I ask not wanting to think about what he could be crying about.

"Of course." He says into the phone and hands it over to me. I look at his skeptically not knowing what the hell is going on. I grab the phone from him and put it up to my ear.

"Hello?" I ask softly.

"Hey baby." A low and deep voice of a tired Grayson Hughes greeted me on the other side of the phone call. Dropping my bag I was carrying, I cover my mouth in shock while I lower myself to the ground.

"Hi?" I whisper.

"Hi." He says back to me. "I woke up, and my baby was not here." He says breathlessly.

"Those assholes made me come home and shower, I'm on my way back now." I get up from the floor and grab my bag. I signal Josh that we can leave. Josh opens the door for me and I walk out. "Don't worry baby, I'm going to be there soon."

"Okay baby. The doctors want me."

"Bye baby. I'll see you soon. I love you so much." The line disconnects and I'm left with a smile on my face. The drive back to the hospital was agonizing because of the anticipation I had to see my baby. Finally, I think to myself. There was a moment I kind of started to loose hope, but I'm glad my Grayson is back.

We get to the hospital and I rush in. I get in the elevator which decided to go extra slow today. Making it to his floor, I run out and head towards his room. I walk in the room and there was Grayson, sitting up and talking to the doctor.

"Baby?" I call to him making him light up.

"Hi." He smiles and go over to his and carefully hug him not wanting to cause him pain. I lean forward and give him a kiss on the lips. Its small sweet and most importantly passionate. I pull away and Grayson winks at me.

"Why did you do that? You are so stupid!" I say putting my head down in his lap. I could have lost him.

"I know. I'm sorry I saved your life." Grayson says sarcastically making my head up from his lap.

"Grayson." I give him another kiss.

"How long till I go home?" Grayson asks.

"Actually you are fine, the wound is already started healing. There is no physical problem to why you should have stayed unconscious for two weeks. That has to be a mentality thing." The doctor explains.

"I felt like Terry is the one that got shot and died. So I shut down. It was so vivid though." Grayson explains.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here." I kiss his temple.

"What about Sharon?" He asks with fear coming over his face.

"Apparently she couldn't handle shooting her own son, I think she left for good."

"We are free?" Grayson reaches his right hand to me and I  grab it.

"Yeah baby."

I look over to the love of my life who took a bullet for me. People claim they are able to do so many incredible things for the ones they love but when that moment comes, they chicken out. Grayson was willing to put his life on the line for me. For the rest of the day, I spend it on Grayson's side. Sometimes I started crying thinking what he did for me but like always, he wipes my tears away.

"I love you so much Grayson."

"I love you more Terry."