Not a Mistake

Chapter-7

Luckily I had put my hair up today, so it didn't get in the way of my vomiting after lunch. I sat there for a few minutes, relaxing myself until I no longer dry heaved over the toilet or felt as dizzy.

I turn around on my butt towards the door and nearly jump out of my skin as Grant stands there, watching me. I place a hand on my racing heart throwing my head up to breath air.

"Are you okay?" Grant's deep voice sounds slightly concerned but I just nod as I start to get up, slowly.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." I say softly, nervous in his presence. I sway slightly when I regain my footing and lean on the wall, pinching the bridge of my nose where an ache is brewing.

"Lets just sit you down." I feel a hand on my waist and another supporting my upper arm, as I am lead out of the bathroom. I am eased onto the edge of my bed, sitting there comfortably as the hands vanish. Taking some deep breaths, I hear a tap being turned on and off and Grant appears in front of me with a glass of water.

He hands me the glass, making sure it's secure in my limp hand before he let's go. "Thanks you." I whisper. It feels good when the water washes down my burning throat easing the pain, the dizziness fades in the slightest.

The bed dips beside me, and I don't have to know its Grant. Like when I first met him, and still now guilty as ever, his presences manages to make me nervous yet excited at the same time.

There's silence for a short time as I sip on my water, not knowing what to say. But Grant starts the dreaded, but needed conversation.

"I'm sorry for how I reacted last night... It was just an overwhelming surprised." He chuckles nervously, but sadly at the end and I shake my head.

"Its alright." I mange to say, my throat makes my voice slightly croaky from before hand.

"No, Brooke it's not." He states strongly, serious again." Last night, all I could think about is what would happen if we didn't get you out, if we never found you. To think about all the horrible things they could-would have done to you and the..." His voice drifts off not saying the word I know he is probably having just as much trouble saying out loud as I am.

"Well... I am here now." I try and say something comforting after that, to ease my thoughts just as much as his. "I am grateful, honestly."

I gain the courage to turn my head to him, only to find his stare on me, watching me like he did that night and memories resurface and I force down the blush.

"How did they find you?" He asks the one question I hoped could be avoided. I have this urge to spill my guts out on what I was really doing that night. And if I weren't distracting him, helping S.E.R.O, his Beta wouldn't have been captured in the first place. By the sounds of it, his Beta, Caleb went through worse then me.

But I lie.

"They must have seen us together, I just remember the next day after we met at Volts two guys following me and I ended up there." I lied straight through my teeth, like a coward, afraid to know what he would think of me if he knew the truth.

Grant nods and I calm down a bit, him believing the awful lie.

"The night my Beta was taken by them, was the night we met... it makes sense they must have followed you."

There is some more, slightly awkward silence as I scold myself for what I have done.

"Your safe here, Brooke." His words are meaningful in the silence." I'm going to make sure nothing like that happens to you again... but I just need you to give me some time to get my head around this."