50 Tints Of Gray

XXIV

Grayson's POV

I wake up cold.

But it seems the screaming had finally stopped.

Thank gosh.

It almost sounded like Y/N.

But she left.

She left me stranded.

I've hurt her, and myself.

"Pleasee! Nurse! Tell me wheree G-Grayson is!!" I hear a slurred patient scream.

Is that Y/N?

Oh my god.

She got hurt?

Fuck my sorry ass.

I get up as the hospital gown hangs over my ass.

The fabric is so disgusting I decided to put my pants on.

I open my door and become extremely lightheaded but I continue to walk towards the room next to mine.

I knock on it lightly.

No one answers..so I decided to slip in.

My wife. Sitting on the edge of the bed, facing away from me.

Hunched over.

Dry heaving and quietly begging for the nurse to tell her where I am.

"Y/N?" I ask as if nothings wrong.

She goes silent.

She turns around to face me, her eyes have been ripped out.

Ooze dripping from the sockets.

I jump and open my eyes realizing it was a nightmare.

And that I'm still in the same hospital room.

The waste band of my pants still clenched in my hand.

As I was on my way to see Y/N.

The woman in the other room still continues to scream.

"You tried to get up earlier.. with all the blood you've lost you passed out" The nurse says with a kind smile.

"Oh."

"What's the deal with the woman next door?" I ask.

"She's freaking out over nothing.. she misses her husband Gary? Grant? Something like that."

"Grayson?" I suggest.

"As a matter of fact yes!" She says.

"Why, do you know him?" She asks completely oblivious.

"That's me. Take me to her."

"Um." Is all she can say.

"You obviously don't know who I am."

"If you don't bring me to her right now, I'll have you fired." I state.

"You can't do-"

"Oh I can. And I will." I say getting up ready to see my girl.

I slip my pants on.

Walking out the door I hope this is nothing like my nightmare.

It was unbearable.

I turn walking in the direction of Y/N's room.

Slowly turning the knob.

My wife. Sitting on the edge of the bed, facing away from me.

Hunched over.

Dry heaving and quietly begging for the nurse to tell her where I am.

"Y/N?" I ask as if nothings wrong.

She goes silent.

..A few minutes go by..

"G-Grayson is that you?" She stutters.

Her voice raspy and broken.

She turns around quickly.

Exposing her face.

Her beautiful face stained with tears.

I drop my head in despair.

I've caused her so much pain.

And she's still here.

"Come here Baby girl."

I open my arms widely.

She stumbles over to me.

Seeing the long line of stitches on both arms..

She grabs ahold of me tighter than I've ever felt her hold me before.

"You aren't alone Grayson."

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