Grayson's POV
The past few days have been fucking torture. Actually, they've been worse than torture. The physical pain I can take. What I can't take is the love of my life looking at me like I'm a monster. Like I'm exactly like the creature that attacked her a few nights ago.
Just thinking about that disgusting vamp makes me want to kill it. I'm actually surprised that I haven't killed it already. Axel has been making me wait, hoping that by leaving it out in the UV lamps for a few days that it will be weak enough for us to question it. I say 'it's because the vamp is scum and doesn't even deserve to be considered a living being- which it's not.
Today I decided to stop texting Thea. I basically told her that I would leave her alone unless she decides to contact me- which means that I'm basically stuck being a creepy stalker for the rest of my life. I can't live without her, so if keeping tabs on her and watching her from afar is the only way to keep her in my life- and guaranteed safe