she, sadie sink

twenty eight. tell her

SHE.
( REAL LIFE. )

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SADIE AND GRAYSON were currently at sadie's hotel room watching a movie. sadie had her head on his chest, and he had his arms draped around her shoulders.

he glanced at her every few seconds, but sadie's mind was somewhere else. grayson noticed something was wrong, but decided not to ask.

" i'm going to the restroom. " she said, slowly getting up. grayson nodded at her, and continued watching the movie playing on the large tv.

ding!

" gray, can you check who it is? " sadie shouted from the bathroom.

" sure! "

he grabbed the phone from the counter, and slowly read over the message.

he frowned as he read it, confused
as to what it meant.

mills 💥
i talked to harper.
she's going to text
you any minute now.
but sadie.... :(

ding!

he looked over at the next few
messages, and his heart dropped.

mills 💥
you cant keep using grayson like
this. it's fucked up. i know you were
afraid, but you can't hide forever, sadie.
you need to tell harper you love her.

he reread the message over and over, his heart breaking as realization hit him.

" who was it? " sadie asked, walking out of the restroom. she frowned as grayson stood up, his eyes welled with tears.

" gray? what's wrong? "

" you're in love with harper? "

" w-what? " sadie eyes widen, and she quickly grabbed her phone out of his hands. she reread over the message, and looked over at grayson.

no no no. this can't be happening.

" answer the question, sadie. p-please. " his voiced cracked, and he looked at her eyes pleadingly.

" i'm so fucking sorry. i-i didn't want you to find out like this. " the redhead tried explaining, her voice shaking and eyes watering.

" you've got to be fucking kidding me. seriously? did i not mean shit to you? was this all fake to you? " he whispered, tears streaming down his face. he waited and waited for her to say something, but she stood there watching him, guilt all over her eyes.

she watched as he threw himself on the couch, and buried his face into his hands. her heart dropped as she watched him desperately sob in front of her.

she felt so guilty. she's never seen
him cry like that. ever. it hurt even more knowing she was the reason for his cries.

" grayson, please say something. " she sobbed, running her hands through her hair. she tried pulling his hands out of his face, but he pushed her away. she sobbed and sobbed, calling out his name multiple times.

after a while, he slowly got up, his eyes red and his face wet, and grabbed his backpack from the couch.

he sniffled as he faced the redhead. he wiped his tear stained face, before saying, " why didn't you tell me? why would you string me along like this? i actually loved you, sadie. do you know how badly this hurts? "

" i-i know grayson. i know. i feel so fucking guilty. you don't even know. i don't know why i stringed you along for this long. it was fucked up. you deserve so much better. i'm so sorry. "

grayson sighed, as he watched the redhead
beg and sob for forgiveness.

" i don't know, sadie. i... i don't know. " he sniffled, running his hands through his face.
" i-i should go. but... sadie? "

" y-yes? "

" tell her. please. " he pleaded. sadie nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks.

she sobbed as she watched him slowly walk away, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE
grayson! deserves! better!