hearts and minds .

[mykayla michelle trent]

Mykayla sat there in her little car, foot still on the brake and hand still lingering on the gear shift as she debated whether she was putting it in park or reverse. Coming here had seemed like a good idea when she had left her parents’ house just ten minutes earlier, but now? Kay’s blue eyes gazed up at the lake house that she had once felt very at home at, wondering if she would ever get to feel that welcome here again. It wasn’t exactly a secret that Mykayla and Greyson were on the outs lately, Kay only getting to speak to him when she could find a good excuse to get him to talk. She absolutely hated how things were between them, but she knew she was the cause of all their issues. Mykayla took a deep breath, putting the car in park finally and taking her foot from the brake. She knew that this wasn’t going to be easy, but she needed to see Grey more than anything. So, finding a little strength, she turned the car off and snatched her keys from the ignition, grabbing what she had in the passenger seat before making her way toward the front door. Her hands were rather full, trying to balance a bag on her shoulder, keys in one hand, and a cake pan with a lid between her arms. Kay used her elbow to bump the doorbell, hoping Greyson would open the door quickly. Luckily for her he didn’t make her wait forever, and she offered him a shy, uncertain smile as she looked up at him. “Hey. Can I come in? Mom sent you some cake.” She was trying to sound okay, like nothing was wrong but the distance between them was hard to ignore.

GREYSON // SAMI

[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- the day had been spent keeping his hands busy and his mind clear of thoughts. he had done everything from cleaning his house - since he had taken to leaving everything where it landed lately - and bringing out all of the summer stuff. he had put out the table and chairs that would stay on his porch, set up the fire pit, and cleaned off the dock where his boat would eventually rest since it was now being fixed. he knew he was a bit earlier, but he wasn't able to wait any longer. he couldn't wait for spring and summer to get here since it was always his happiest time. his fondest memories were of him as a kid playing in the water and the first day he spent in his back yard after buying this home. after everything was in its place and the back porch had been swept, he made his way back inside. since he hadn't eaten yet, he decided to make himself a sandwich. he washed his hands and then pulled out the bread, meats, and cheese. as he was stacking it all together, the doorbell to his house rang. all he could think was "not again." the last time this had happened was when kade had appeared at his house to have a talk. though things with him had gone well and now the two were close, he couldn't imagine which trent brother or sister was now making a house call! he left his food on the counter and soon found himself opening the door. mykayla stood on the other side with a cake in hand. he fought the urge to smile at the thought of her using that as an excuse to come over, but instead just stepped aside. "come on in." he shut the door behind her and turned to head to the kitchen. "i was making something to eat. do you want anything?"

[mykayla michelle trent]

^{Mykayla felt her heart skip a beat when she saw Greyson fight the smile that was attempting to appear on his lips. It felt like ages since she had seen a real smile on his lips, and even longer since they had had a legitimate conversation together. Ever since she had told him about her cancer and the pregnancy, Mykayla and Greyson were far from the ideal couple, and even far from the best friend duo they had always been before. Kay missed that closeness more than anything, but that was something that she dared not push, something that she kept in check for fear of pushing Greyson even further away. She knew that she was using this half of a cake that her mother had sent as a plausible excuse to come over, and that it was a laughable idea to have to have an excuse to see him, but it honestly felt like the only thing she had. She hated it, but she was grateful to see him step aside and let her in. Mykayla walked in, already heading for the kitchen so that she would be able to set the cake pan down on the counter before she ended up dropping it. As he asked her if she would like anything, Kay glanced back over her shoulder and offered him a small smile. ”No thanks.” Her family had done a pretty good job of making sure she ate while she was there, for reasons pertaining to both the baby and her illness. Mykayla set the cake pan down on the counter, along with the other things in her hands, before turning around and casting another longing glance Grey’s way, crossing her arms over her chest. ”So…I saw some of the lawn stuff out. You’ve been busy today.” This small talk was a sad excuse for conversation, and even a little sadder when she could remember days she had been around to help him with things like that, the two of them goofing off and doing crazy things to make each other laugh. A quiet sigh passed through Kay's lips as she leaned back against the counter, blue eyes watching as Grey went back to making his sandwich.}

[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- when mykayla rejected something to eat, grey nodded his head and went back to finishing up his own sandwich. he took a bite of the finished product, munching away as he listened to kay talk about seeing what he had done outside. "you haven't even seen half of it yet." he said once he swallowed. "i did the whole back yard. i mean... i still have to finish the boat before i can dock it, but everything else is in its place." he knew he was babbling, but honestly, he didn't know what else to say. he hated how distant they had become now! all he wanted to do was pull her to him and kiss her until everything was better. he took another bite as he thought about what else to say. pulling a beer from the refrigerator, he was about to offer kay one, but quickly remembered that she was pregnant - and with his kid! he took a swig of the bottle before speaking again. "so, um, how is... everything?" she could take that as anything she wanted - him asking about her schoolwork, her family, her in general, or even the baby. as long as it meant she would talk to him, he didn't care! grey took another bite of his sandwich as he waited.

[mykayla michelle trent]

^{There were so many good, great memories attached to this man that she was gazing at right now. He was a big part of her past, her childhood, and Mykayla had never imagined her life without Greyson in it. It was true that she hadn’t thought of him as anything more than just her best friend for so long, but now that she had found her way and fallen in love with him, she knew that he could never be anything less than the love of her life. He had been that friend that had always taken care of her, always been there and had always reached over and taken her hand whenever she needed him to without her ever having to say a word. Kay wished more than anything that Greyson would do that now, that he would scoop her up in his arms and that things could just be okay. He munched on the sandwich that he had prepared for himself, and Mykayla tried to keep an easy smile on her lips as he told her about the work that he had been doing. Everything in the back was out, and she knew that Grey would keep working until he had his boat back in the water. She had a stray thought, wondering if she would even get invited out on said boat, but she bit that one back rather quickly. ”So, um, how is…everything?” If she were a spiteful thing, she would have shot a “Do you really care?” kind of line at him. But, it was Mykayla, and she didn’t know how to be spiteful, not with someone like Greyson. ”Everything is good, Grey. I'm still here. That’s a plus, right?” Even if she couldn’t be spiteful, Kay was a Trent and all of them had that snarky, sarcastic side that tended to show up when things were tense, or when they needed something to hide the real hurt behind. Kay was immediately sorry for what she said, even if Greyson deserved it on some level. She looked at him with apologetic eyes, but she didn’t know what else to say to him.}

[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- as grey ate his sandwich and drank his beer, he looked longingly out the window, wishing that summer were here already. he missed being on his boat. he missed sitting on the dock and fishing. he missed having parties on his back porch where he grilled hamburgers and hot dogs for everyone. he even missed convincing mykayla to lay in the sun with him on the dock, only to have him pull her into the water once she was convinced he wouldn't get her wet. that was always grey's favorite part. hell, any part with kay in it was his favorite! he just hoped she would still be apart of it all this summer, too. at her words, grey felt himself tense up. he knew she was trying to be lighthearted about her situation, but he didn't like it. instead of saying anything, he just finished his sandwich and drained the rest of his beer. "um..." he said after everything was gone. "do you want to watch tv?" grey didn't wait for her to reply, and instead made his way out of the kitchen and into the living room. he flicked on the television on his way by before crashing on the couch with the remote in hand. he glanced over to kay when he saw that she had followed. "anything you want to watch?" there was more than likely nothing on at this time of day, but he was willing to let her choose if it meant they wouldn't have to talk about anything that was going on in their lives just yet. he still was so confused about his feelings despite most of them having been worked out. he just wanted silence until he knew what to say or where to begin.

[mykayla michelle trent]

^{Her eyes looked down to the floor, knowing that she had just ruined any chance at having a real conversation with Greyson about anything that was actually important. Mykayla should have known better, but the words had tumbled out of her mouth before she could put any real thought behind them and how Grey might react. She wished that things could be different and that she could tell him more about what was going on, but he didn’t want to hear it. He didn’t even have a response for what she had just said. Instead, he simply stood there and ate the rest of his sandwich and drank the beer he had taken from the fridge. This was miserable. Mykayla hated how they didn’t seem to know how to talk to each other anymore when they used to never run out of things to say, and she hated how they never touched. She let her blue eyes look back up at him only for Grey to suggest that they go watch something. He turned and headed for his living room without waiting to hear a response, and Kay lingered for a moment there in the kitchen. A sigh passed through her lips, part of her wanting to just leave but a bigger part of her wanting to be there with him even if it meant he would be drowning her out with the television. She followed after him, arriving in the living room to see him already on the couch with the remote in his hand. Grey asked if there was anything that she wanted to watch, and to this Kay shook her head no. She watched him for a moment as he started looking through the channels, effectively ignoring her and anything that might make him uncomfortable. She found a new kind of determination in that moment, and instead of simply going to take a seat in the recliner, Mykayla walked over to the couch, standing in front of Grey and blocking the TV. She gently took the remote from his hand and set it down before carefully moving onto the couch to where she was now straddling him, looking down into his handsome face. “I love you, Greyson.” Her words were soft and sweet, but the kiss she placed on his lips after she spoke had much more feeling. She hated to pull away from that, but when she did it was only far enough so she could pull the loose fitting long sleeved shirt she had been wearing up and over her head, letting it fall to the floor. Mykayla was craving his touch, and the look that was in her eyes practically dared Greyson to try and ignore her now.}

[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- with the shake of her head, grey conceded that he was allowed to watch what he wanted, but seeing as nothing was on, he settled on some talk show. he was trying to act like he was interested, but it wasn't coming easily. he could care less what the people were talking about! just as he felt himself began to relax and get into the show a little more, kay stepped into his view and took the remote from his hand. his brow furrowed in confusion as she flipped the television off. "i was watching-" his words were cut off when she straddled him and told him she loved him before kissing him with more feeling than he had expected. she had kissed him before, obviously, but never like this. it was as if he felt everything she was trying to tell him in just that one kiss. without thinking, his hands moved to her hips and griped tightly, fearing she might try to move away now. she didn't, though, and soon had shed her top, causing grey's blue eyes to follow the motion before they settled on her chest. grey knew he should be telling her to stop and that they needed to talk. but after how long they hadn't had sex, it was now killing him! "you know i love you." he said before bringing his lips to match her's in a hungry kiss while his hands roamed the rest of her body, savoring each touch and caress of her skin. screw talking, he thought, it can wait!

[mykayla michelle trent]

^{Maybe this was considered cheating, or playing dirty, but Mykayla had just realized that she was going to have to use whatever she had to her advantage. Things between herself and Greyson were clearly not going to improve on their own, and neither of them seemed to know how to fix it because they were too afraid to do anything but tiptoe around each other. He shut down when she mentioned it, and Kay didn’t know how to be pushy with such a fragile subject because she knew it was partially her fault. But, at the same time she couldn’t take this awkwardness between them, and she would feel so much better if he would just kiss her, touch her, hold her like he had before all this mess had come to the surface. So, Mykayla had shed her shirt and Greyson responded just as she had hoped that he would. She could practically feel his gaze on her body, and the smallest of smiles came to her lips when she heard him speak. Of course she knew that Greyson loved her; despite all that was happening right now, Kay could never doubt his love for her. The next moment they were kissing again, that hunger and need fueling the motion as his hands rand over her bare skin and Kay’s hands ran down over his chest, looking for the bottom of that shirt so she could rid him of it quickly. It seemed like forever since she had last had him like this, and she was taking in every single touch and kiss like it was their first time all over again. It wasn’t long at all before she was out of her clothes completely, Kay on her back then with Greyson and the way his lips knew exactly where to kiss on her neck and him know just how to please her being the only thing on her mind. He was her whole world, and she was never so sad to see one of those purely blissful, pleasurable moments end as she was that afternoon. Mykayla was more than happy to be lying there so close to Greyson, snuggled up against his body and feeling safe in his arms, but it was the uncertainty of what the next few moments would bring after the whirlwind of what had just happened between them passed and reality began to set in again.}

[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- soon, the only thing grey could think about was having sex with mykayla. he didn't want to even think about how long it had been since they had last had sex. it was before everything happened over the pregnancy and her cancer. but things were now not about any of that. it was about them, being together physically and emotionally in a way that grey had always longed for in the years growing up. once each other was rid of their clothes, it didn't take long before they had their way with one another. in the time after, grey found himself just tangled in her arms, taking in every sense of the moment they had created. though he didn't want it to be now, he knew it had to be said. he had to tell kay how he really felt. he had to rid the pain of holding it all in, once and for all. after a kiss on her forehead, he let out a sigh and began. "kay, i'm sorry." he sat up on his elbow in order to look at her better while he spoke. "i want you. i want this baby. i want a family with you!" his words were a bit rushed, but he needed to get them out before he changed his mind and took them all back. he doubted he would ever feel that way again now, but he always had a tendency to say one thing and feel another. "i'm sorry that i said those things. i was wrong! i hope you can forgive me and we can move on." grey only prayed that kade was right when he said that mykayla would forgive him easily.

[mykayla michelle trent]

^{As she lay there, Mykayla couldn’t help but to think of how unfair it was that they hadn’t had many moments like this. If only things had been different, if only they had found their way to each other sooner and Kay had seen what had always been right there in front of her…. Coming together now when things were so hectic had put such a strain on their young love, but Kay hoped that they could make it and that she could make it, that their time together like this wasn’t limited. But, she couldn’t help but to wonder what was going through Greyson’s mind now. Kay loved being so close to him, loved feeling his skin against her, but she had a fear that at any moment he would decide to pull away from her, would get up and put his clothes back on and leave her. Mykayla knew that he loved her, but she still didn’t know if he wanted her and their baby; that was something she tried not to mention and let him come to on his own before she pushed him away even if it killed her not to know. She felt her heart skip another beat when he pressed that sweet kiss to her forehead, but her eyes grew wide with fear when she heard him say he was sorry. Sorry, sorry for what? Sorry for just having such amazing sex with her and giving her false hope? Sorry for letting her think that things were going to be okay? She moved her head against the couch cushion, looking up at him while her mind raced only to have his next words dash all those fears away. In fact, what he said surprised her, but she felt a small smile come to her lips. He wanted her and their baby! Despite everything, he would still be there for her even though she knew it would be hard on him. ”I forgive you, Grey. You’ve always been forgiven.” She had been upset that day when things had gone south for them, but she could never be mad at Greyson. ”I understand why you said what you did. I do… but thank you for changing your mind.” Kay spoke with a big smile on her face now, so happy that she didn’t have to do this without him. She picked herself up now just enough so that she could place a loving kiss on his lips, her hand coming to the side of his face. When she pulled away it was just enough to look into his gorgeous eyes that she loved so much, her happiness in that moment nearly overwhelming.}

[greyson finn mccarthy]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,365,true][bg=ffffff] ------- before you read, this thread and post is for mykayla trent. my boy is chilling at his lakehouse and wearing this outfit. guess who made all of this shit you see in this post? me, and i worked too hard on it for someone to take or copy it. if i find it somewhere else, i will fucking kill you and hide your body in a dumpster, got that? on another note, i've got nothing to say, so you get this lovely line. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ------- grey smiled at her words before leaning down to capture her lips. he was truly happy again now that everything was off his shoulders and she had forgiven him. deep down he knew she had never held a grudge against him for what he had said all of those days ago. now all grey could do was embrace the fact that things were going to be rough from here on out and just be there by her side through it all, but only if he could have her as more than just his girlfriend and lover. "wait here!" slipping on his boxers, grey gently moved away from kay and off the couch. his feet moved quickly as he darted up the stairs. within moments, he was in his bedroom, pulling open the top drawer on his dresser. there sat the black, satin box he had purchased weeks before. he didn't even bother shutting the drawer back after grabbing the box and racing back downstairs. "i know i have asked this before..." grey said with a soft smile as he entered the living room again. "but this time i'm willing to wait until our families can be there, if that's what you want." kneeling down before her on the couch, grey opened the box to reveal a diamond ring nestled inside on a matching black, satin pillow. "will you marry me, mykayla trent?" his heart began to race as he smiled brightly.

[mykayla michelle trent]

^{This visit had gone so much better than Kay could have ever hoped for. She had been so close to not coming over, and then when she had arrived she had almost turned around and left. To think that she had almost given this up and wouldn’t have had this chance to fix things between herself and the man that she loved more than she had imagined ever being able to love another human being. God, she could stay there the whole afternoon just gazing into his handsome face and letting him hold her. The weight of the world might as well have been on their shoulders right now with all that they had facing them, but all of those things seemed manageable and not quite so scary now that she knew she was going to have Greyson there with her through all of it. She was puzzled when Grey told her to wait there and slipped into his boxers before running up the stairs, but Kay couldn’t help but to giggle a little at her crazy man before she sat up on the couch, running a hand through her blonde hair. She leaned over and picked up Grey’s t-shirt before pulling it on over her petite frame, it being long enough on her to be a short dress but his clothes were always so comfy. By the time she had herself situated again, Grey was rushing back into the living room. Again, she was slightly confused, but then he started speaking and her heart started racing. When he kneeled down in front of her, she brought her hands to cover her mouth, looking at him with sheer delight. But even Kay couldn’t hide the little gasp that came when he opened the box and revealed the diamond ring inside. ”Will you marry me, Mykayla Trent?” Her hands fell away from her lips, showing her bright smile that matched his. ”Yes! Yes, of course I will!” She bit down on her lower lip, too happy and excited for words as he slid that beautiful ring onto her finger. Kay loved how he had gotten the right size ring, loved how even though she had already said she would marry him that he had still gotten down on his knee and asked her again. It was the small details that he managed to know and the simple things that he did that made it impossible for her not to love him. ”We don’t have to wait. I know what I said before, but things have changed and I don’t want to wait. I just want to marry you and be with you, Grey. Right now.” She smiled, hoping that he was still on board with this, ready to start this part of her life with him as soon as she could.}