Your Lovely Side

Disappointment and Friends

(if this is the only update you got, read from the beginning)

Graves' POV

"You know, you're kind of an asshole." I hear behind me and I roll my eyes as I turn to see a random girl I picked up yesterday from the bar. Stupidly, I thought the girl would be sweet and quiet and a nice easy fuck but she's been nothing but a pain in my ass.

"I know." I tell her with a raised brow and she scoffs at me, crossing her arms over her chest in clear annoyance. Cute how she thinks I care. I do. But that doesn't mean she needs to think so. I turn back to the mirror, groaning at the bite marks on my neck, knowing I won't be able to pick up anyone for at least a day. Probably what I deserve.

      "You could just leave." She tells me and though I know she's trying to trick me into staying, I know I shouldn't so I exit the bathroom grabbing my shirt and jacket from her chair in the corner, before I throw the over my shoulder turning towards her to give her a mock salute.

     "Nice meeting you." I lie, giving her a nod before I turn on my heel to make my way out of her bedroom and to the front of the house where I left my shoes. I hear her get up and begin coming behind me and I sigh, all hopes of a quick escape going in the window.

      "Wait!" She says and I don't, continuing my walk down the hall before I reach where my shoes are haphazardly tossed beside the door bending down to slide my feet into my Timbs, not bothering to give her a glance. I don't do it out of spite or even to be petty, but for my own protection. If I see one faux tear or even some puppy dog eyes, I know I'll fold and do my best to take care of her until she's smiling again.

I don't know what it is about sad faces and disappointed looks but those bastards get me every time.

"Why are you leaving?" I hear beside me and I cringe, hating how sad her voice is even though she basically just kicked me out. I stay strong, staring down at my shoe laces as I begin to tie them.

"You told me I could leave. So here I am leaving." I tell her in a few words as possible, trying my best to sound polite and nonchalant but I know deep inside that no matter how I sound, I feel bad for leaving her high and dry but I also know it's for her protection

If anyone ever found out about my family or if my father or Satan forbid, my brother found out I had someone special, neither of us would be safe.

     "But I didn't really want you to leave." She tells me, her voice small, and I have to squeeze my eyes shut as I stand up and make sure I have everything on me. I make the mistake of turning to her to say goodbye and I'm immediately dragged into her teary eyed gaze. I open my mouth to apologize to her and maybe offer to make her lunch but my phone suddenly goes off, making the both of us jump in surprise.

     I pull my phone from my pocket and glance down to see the name that's flashing across the screen. "I'm sorry, I have to go." I tell her apologetically, opening the door before I slip out, closing. behind me before I accept the call and bring the phone to my ear. "Hello?"

      "You're just leaving someone's house aren't you?" The voice says in mild amusement, ignoring my greeting and I roll my eyes, knowing that he can probably feel the exasperation from here.

"Yes. Not that it's any of your damn business." I tell him, walking down the steps, sighing in bliss at the warm sun beaming down on my bare skin as I make my way across the parking lot.

"You know, for someone that claims they don't want to get involved with someone, you sure do let yourself get caught up." He tells me and I cringe a bit at the accuracy in his statement.

"I know." I say, a bit subdued by the conversation.

As much as I know I shouldn't let myself get hooked by a smile and pouty lips, I can't help this underlying feeling of needing someone in my arms. Someone to take care of. Being who I am causes me to have a lonely life, because as many friends as I make and as much as a people person I am, no one can know the real me. For both of our safety. With this, the closest thing I have to getting that affection and taking care of someone like I so desperately need, is sleeping around like I do.

Everyone sees me as this cocky playboy who can't settle down longer than a leaf in the wind that can't care about anyone but himself.

And I fucking hate it.

I hate the family I belong to. I hate my father and my brother for not letting me leave like I want to. And I especially hate the way I'll have to reject my Tie when I find them. To protect them from me and to protect myself from getting my heart broken when  my family finds out, and they have to die.

     "Yo? You okay?" I hear Ares ask through the phone and I suddenly realize that I've been sitting in the car, staring out the window as I got lost in my thoughts.

     "Yeah, my bad. I zoned out. What were you saying?" I ask, throwing my car into drive after I buckle up and pull out of the apartment complex, turning right as I begin to make my way back tot my side of the city.

     "I said I hope the sex was good since you missed another game." Ares repeats and I frown at him, though he's unable to see it. I quickly put the call on speaker and drop the device into my lap to make the driving process easier.

     "What are you talking about? Today is Thursday. The game is tonight." I say in confusion as I make a right on to Daemon Avenue, nodding yo some of the boys on the street, recognizing a few though the ones I don't only stare.

     "Graves it's Friday. I don't know what you've been doing lately, but you've been loosing it man." He tells me and I mock him silently not needing the lecture right now. I smirk, however when I think about what tomorrow is.

     "I think you should be worrying about yourself instead of me." I snicker and I can feel him tense up, already knowing what I'm about to say, but I do so anyways, just to get the attention off of me and to annoy him as always. "You're Snow is going to be in town tomorrow."

     He groans at the reminder and all I do is chuckle. As much as I have my reasons for not wanting to find my Tie, I have no clue why Ares would possibly try and hide from his lover, knowing how absolutely miserable he is, not that he'll admit it.

"I just want them to leave me alone!" He tells me and I raise my brow.

"That's a bit selfish though, don't you think? They just want to find their soulmate and live their hopefully happily ever after and hear you are hoping they never find their other half." I try to reason with him and of course he doesn't try to listen, only insults me.

Thus, my other bad rep. Everyone thinks I'm this dense jock that can't give good advice or make smart decisions but the real issue is, because I'm goofy and my need to sleep around, no one takes me seriously.

"You don't want to find your soulmate either." He tries time shoot back at me and I shake my head as I pull into his apartment complex.

"See but I don't know that my Tie is following me, trying to find me. I would at least have a talk with them and offer to reject them so they don't have to live like that." I tell him and yet again, my words go over the bastards head. I decide to give up on being nice and take my key form my ignition shaking my head at my best friends stupidity.

"Shut up and come upstairs, I see your car." He says and I roll my eyes before I look up, my eyes searching for his room when I see the asshole looking down at me, his blinds open. I flick him off and hand up the phone before I'm getting out the car.

I don't know what it is, but something is telling me that this will be an interesting week.

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Okay I really need a nap lol. So it's different getting a lot inside his head rather than seeing him from others perspective huh.

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