Time can heal

"Greyson I told you already, She's over you. So go hang out with Jazz." Amy tried to sound honest.

"Do you know where she is?" He asked.

"Wasn't she in the kitchen?" Amy raised a brow.

"No, Not her . Estella."

"Oh hell no. You're not going after her. You and her have gone through too much to repeat it all again. So get your butt back to the kitchen." she commanded.

Meanwhile Estella kept walking around as she let her mind guide her feet wondering around until she was left standing in front of her old apartment. She let her breathe out, without realizing. "Really, you're only hurting herself ,you dumb fuck."She insulted herself as she swiftly turned her body back to the direction she had come from.

Estella made her way back to Amy's house, she walked through the front door without looking around she walked quickly up the stairs, was up in her room with in one minute on her phone texting with Logan, one of her old childhood friends, the texts went back and forth until they ended up in a short video chat.

"it's nice to know that you care" Estella replied, after Logan asked to reassure she was okay.

"Of course, I do.... So tomorrows the wedding.." Logan ask.

"Oh no, Amy changed it.. I'm sorry."

"don't worry, it's fine. You'll be here for my next birthday." Her smile got wider.

"Yes I will. Thanks for understanding."

"I'll speak to you later.. I'm tired." Estella nodded.

"okay, good night" Estella said while giggling, soon enough Logan's face disappeared.

"What's funny?" Estella sat up straight on her bed as she saw Greyson standing at her room doorframe.

"Nothing.. I was, speaking with a friend." She studded.

"A Boy friend or Girl friend?" Greyson asked.

"Why does it matter....?" She said coldly. "Do you need something?"

"Um..."He scratch the back of his head. "I wanted to explain." He said.

"Explain? Explain what?" She ask confused.

"Jazmin.."

"WOW! Hold up I don't give a fuck." She said immediately, while getting up from the bed. "You can fuck, date, kiss, marry even kill who ever you want.. you don't have to tell me anything." Greyson could easily tell she was angry. He couldn't help but smirk from site of his ex wife in her black short and a sport bra, with that angry expression. "Wipe that smirk off your face." She crossed her arms across her chest.

"you're jealous" He said.

"HA! Look you made me laugh." She said with a cold voice. "What are you doing.?" She said once Greyson stepped closer to her.

"You're beautiful." He whispered into her ear, earning her cheeks to turn bright red as she blushed. He pulled back. "I'm not dating...or fucking Jazmin. I just wanted to let you know." He rubbed my cheek. "I'm guessing you have.." He added. She raised a brow. "You know 'mess with a stranger' ?"

"my gosh."She turned an even darker shade of red. "I didn't do that.." She nervously giggled. " I don't do strangers.." He smirk.

"I'm no stranger." He added.

"get out..." She told him and playfully push him out the room. He smirked at her trying to push. "I told ya, wipe that smirk. Boy." She pointed her finger at him, he leaned in and placed hhis teeth biting it gently. Earning a very small noise to come out of Estella's mouth.

"I'll let you be now.." He stepped back from her and left her standing under her doorframe.

She let out all the aire that was compressed into her lungs as soon as he left while closing the door after watching him leave down the stairs. "I'm starting to fall again and this is bad." She thought.

"So Eric can have a bachelor party " Estella told Amy. "Why don't you want one.? Come on... Remember Mens all over us dancing...naked." She continued. "Their sweat, kisses? Ya know that good stuff." She wink.

Greyson interrupted. "Now you sound like a somebody who's willing to mess with strangers..."

"I am very close of getting up and slapping you." She was mad, offended too.

"Did you have men dancing naked on you for your bachelorette party? " Greyson asked.

"If I did,So what?!" Estella said testing Greyson's limits.

He glared hard towards Estella. "Good. I'm happy that I don't have to feel bad for touching that hooker."

"Oh this is going to end bad.." Eric said under his breathe.

"This is getting out of hands" Amy said.

Estella shot up on her feet. "Oh you did. ?! Did she then leave your party? Cause if you ask me you're a piece of shit in bed, In fact at any sexual activities. Just informing you... you know in case when you're wondering why the chick you fucked never called nor answered your calls.." Estella grabbed took her back bag on her way out of the house. Like she always does, Run. Leaves. Ignores the real problems.

She walk into some type of forest. She sat down on the ground fill with leafs and branches. Tears ran down her cheeks. "I can't believe that asshole. Can't believed I loved him." She let a very loud but angry yell out her mouth. She got up again and kicked a tree.. "I hate him, I . Hate. Him" She punch the wooden tree. Lets say not the best move. "Ah... Fuck.." She shook her hand trying to make the pain go away, her eyes swift from the tree to her right hand and saw she had cut herself with the wood, sighing, she left the place.

Estella had just left the hospital, they gave her 3 small stitches. Currently she was walking back to Amy's house cause her phone had died,so she couldn't call an uber and there weren't many taxi driving by the street. She stop and tried to take her jacket out of the bag she had and out of now where, she was struggling with a tall man over her back bag, she was strong but not strong enough considering she was only using one hand because of the stitches. She tired to kick him right where the sun doesn't shine but failed.

"You piece of shit, let go..."She shouted. Now she was on the ground, the guy hand pushed her and pointed a gun at her because of the fear Estella hadn't notice it was fake. The guy took a few steps away from her then left running. A tear slipped out of Estella's eyes. "Really?!" She said while looking at the peach black sky. She stumbled to get on her feet, staring around and saw no one. Not even the guy who had just left her cold by taking away the bag with her jacket, and her money, Her phone was still in her pocket but that was no use, it still had no battery. "My days get shitter each second." She told herself.

She closed the door hard, as soon as she walked into her Friend's house. She saw how all eyes were on her. She immediately headed for the stairs ignoring the questions coming from Amy. But Estella was stopped by someone who took a hold of her arm. She turned around.

"What the hell happen?" She look to her friend's hand,then at her face. "What happened to your hand? O shit. Why are you all cover is dirt.?" Amy said while dusting it off.

"Ouch..." She mumbled. "Stop, it really doesn't matter." Estella said trying to sound strong. She looked over at Eric and then at his Twin brother. "Thanks for asking."She told Amy,then ran up the stairs and into her room. Before closing the door she heard Amy talking with the twins.

"gosh she gets on my nervous when she acts like a teenage rebel." She sigh.

"babe calm down."Eric hold his soon to be wife in his arms.

"You get used to it." Greyson added, with a small smile.