Chapter 8: Attack

Grace POV:

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” I ask the heat rising in my cheeks and staring at my bare feet on the glitter-covered floor. I knew that I wanted to ask her out the moment I saw her again tonight. She was beautiful and treated me like an actual person rather than a sex object. I mean it was just one date. What was the harm in that? I looked up at her to find her face as red as her hair. 

“Um,” she stammered, trying to make a decision. My heart pounded in my chest as I waited for her decision. “No.” With that one word she spun on her heel and walked out of the club. Oh. For a moment I just had to stand there, trying to process what happened. She rejected me so quickly. It didn’t hurt that much, I mean after the way I’m usually treated, I was more shocked than hurt. I thought we had something between us. 

Silently I went back into the dressing room and got ready to head home. There was