•Riv's POV•
My stomach turns just at the thought of that bastard. But I need to see him, I need to make things right.
Grayson's face goes pale when I speak his name.
"A-are you sure?" he stutters.
"I need to."
"Riv, after all the things he's done to you?"
I look down and hesitate.
"Yes. I want to leave tonight." I say, trying to sound strong.
Grayson's eyes almost pop out of his head.
"Tonight?" he yells.
He flys off the couch, pacing the room and running his hands through his hair.
"I already ordered the tickets. The flight leaves at 10." I say.
"ARE YOU INSANE?!" he yells at me.
"You want to go see the ass hole who ripped your heart in half? You want to see a fucking phyco?!" he screams at me.
"I'm looking at one." I say, standing up and walking upstairs.
"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT TO ME RIV!" Grayson yells up at me.
"You can come or you can't, I don't care. But I'm going either way." I say, leaning over the railing.
I walk back into Cameron's room and pull out my old duffle bag I had already packed earlier.
The night I wanted to tell Grayson about my plan to meet Ethan is the night I ordered the tickets.
I knew he would go on a ram page and try to "protect" me from him.
I've learned that running away from your problems solves nothing, you have to face them.
I'm glad I'm better from my anorexia. Much better.
I don't know if I have fully recovered yet but I am extremely proud of myself. I thought it wasn't even possible that I would get better.
I hear Grayson running around downstairs, yelling things I can't understand.
I role my eyes. He's overreacting.
*•*•*
It's been about 2 hours, and I haven't left Cam's room.
Grayson stopped yelling a couple minutes ago and now it's dead silent.
I hear quiet knocking on the door.
"Riv?"
"Come in."
He opens the door slowly.
His cheeks were stained with tears and his eyes wear puffy. Why was he crying?
"Are you ok?" I ask, walking over to him.
I lift my hand up to his cheek and he nuzzles into my palm with the side of his head.
"I'm sorry baby." I whisper.
He smiles a bit at his nickname.
He engulfs me in a hug and rests his chin on top of my head.
"It's your decision, and I support it. I just set off because I haven't seen him in years. The thought of him even touching you makes my blood boil." he says.
"It's gonna be alright." I mumble into his chest.
He pulls away and looks down at me smiling.
"I'm coming with you though." he says.
I giggle.
"Of corse." I say, rolling my eyes.
"I'm gonna go pack."
He walks out of the room, leaving me alone.
I close the door and walk over to the bed, sitting at the edge.
Is this really what I want? Is this what I should do?
I quickly shake away my thoughts and look around the room.
I look at the desk in the corner and notice a book on top of it.
I walk over to it and notice what it is.
"ETHAN'S JOURNAL" it read.
I decided to flip to Grayson's picture again.
It was so detailed. How could a maniac be this good at drawing?
I just wish he finished it.
"I'm ready." Grayson says, walking into the room with a backpack on.
We don't really need much anyway, it's only gonna be 2 days.
I smile.
"Lets do this babygirl."
