How Bad Could He Be?

Chapter three

*the picture is of Grayson*

I stood there completely dumbfounded never once had Jen mentioned having a older brother or any siblings at that. She told me about her childhood and the hardships her family went through but never once did she say anything about Grayson. I felt slightly like I had been lied, she withheld a big part of her life from me and I just couldn't wrap my head around it.

"So are you like speech impaired or something?" He plopped down on the couch and placed his feet up on the coffee table.

I almost cringed at the sight of seeing his muddy shoes propped up on our beautiful wood table.

"What are you doing here?" I uneasily shifted under the weight of Miles and decided to have him sit on the bar tool placed next to the kitchen counter.

"Wow, when Jen told me about you I expected you to have way more hospitality. And-," he paused looking me up and down just like his sister did this morning, "umm how do I put this... More eye appealing." He chuckled at himself.

"Last time I checked you aren't just suppose to show up in somebody's house without some kind of warning. Is Jen even here?" I felt my jaw beginning to clench, it was something I always did when I was angry.

"Well little miss no hospitality, the last time I checked this is my sisters apartment too and I can come see her whenever I damn well please. And no she isn't here and she isn't picking up her phone." He had now gotten up and made his way around me and to the fridge.

I glanced over at Miles who was so incredibly drunk that he couldn't even see straight. He jerked slightly on his tool as he tried to stay in an up right position.

"I'll be right back, I need to get him to bed. Don't umm.. Steal anything." I wasn't sure if I should leave him alone because for all I knew he could have been absolutely insane and that's why Jen never talked about him.

I grabbed Miles's hand and lead him towards my room. Just before we entered my room I heard Grayson mumbled something behind me.

"Excuse me?" I shot a glare his way.

"I said too late." He flashed me a sly grin and then continued rummaging through the kitchen.

I decided it would be best to ignore his comment and instead get Miles to bed so he could sleep off his current state.
He practically collapsed on to my bed but on his way down he managed to get a hold on my arm throwing me on to the bed as well.

He rolled on top of me pinning my arms against the bed, I shifted uncomfortably under his body weight. He lowered himself to my neck and began to suck lightly on it. With his closeness came the stench of alcohol that burned my nostrils.

"Miles you're drunk. Stop." I protested trying to weasel my way out of his grip but the hold he had on my wrists was tightened.

"Shh baby, that's what makes it fun." He whispered his hot breath into my ear.

Before I was able to give him a response, Grayson appeared in the door way.

"Oh god you could have told me you guys were coming in here to have sex. How rude I'm a new guest in your home but you guys don't even care because you are to busy sucking on each other's faces." Grayson mocked in an overly sarcastic tone.

"We aren't having sex. I was just leaving." I struggled to pull away from Miles hoping his drunken stupor would make him weak but to my surprise it almost felt like it increased his strength.

"Leave." Miles growled into my neck but he eyes were locked on Grayson's.

"Miles just stop you're being an idiot." I squealed as his grip continued to tighten around my wrists. I started to panic because I knew he was stronger than me and I knew I was stuck.

Suddenly Miles's weight was pushed off of me and a strong hand wrapped around my upper arm pulling me off of the bed.

"Go to bed, asshole." Grayson stated as he stalked out of the room.

Miles mumbled a few choice curse words under his breath as he crawl under my sheets.

"Thank you." I said quietly upon entering the living room.

"Don't thank me anybody would have done that and you're a complete dumbass for being with that guy." He snarled at me while pouring himself a glass of water.

"He's not always like that." I said looking down at my feet.

"Doesn't change the fact that you're still a dumbass." He added with a harsh glare in my direction.

Just as I thought I was going to have to kick his ass, The door flew open and Jen went running into Grayson's arm.

"Oh my gosh I missed you so much big brother! I can't believe you're here!"She said practically crying.

So I guess he wasn't insane... He was just an asshole.

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Hey guys I really hope you enjoyed this chapter I really enjoyed writing. We finally got to meet the famous Grayson he's quite lovely isn't he? Anyways I'll try to be updating hopefully everyday.
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