Always

25| That Blonde Girl

Greyson

I can't believe Kevin sent me out for even more cups. The possibility of us running out should've been impossible, but here I am. At Walmart for the seventh time today buying damn solo cups.

On my way to the front to check out I see a pack of sour gummy worms and immediately think of Allison. They're her favorite, not that she's told me I just know. She's like one too if you really think about it. I don't know if I should get them for her though. Is that weird? She's probably going to make fun of me for it but I don't care.

The lines are surprisingly long at this hour because by the time I get to the front I'm absolutely irritated. I hate being in public places for too long. That's why I nearly killed Jacob when he dragged me out of bed this morning.

"You're here again?" the cashier asks me. She's blonde with dull blue eyes. Basic but pretty and somehow remembers me even though I've never seen her before in my life.

I laugh awkwardly, "Yeah, I am."

"You look pretty tired."

"Yeah I've been busy all day. I just need some rest," I smile. Not a genuine one, the fake ones you use when you want someone to hurry up.

"My name's Brittany by the way, but you can call me Brit."

"Nice to meet you Brittany."

"Yeah. I've seen you buy a lot of solo cups, you and the other two. Are you guys having a Halloween party?"

"We are."

"That's so cool. Is it invite only or...?"

"No no not at all."

"That's great then. My shift finishes up at ten, wait for me and we can leave together."

How the hell did she get that from my barely audible responses. I don't even know the chick.The old me would've loved to. Hell he'd probably fuck her in the backseat before we even got to the party. But even thinking about it has my mouth watering with excessive saliva like I'm about to barf.

Telling her no now would be wrong though wouldn't it? I mean I technically did invite her right?

"Sure."

***

Holy shit there's more people. A whole lot more. I might just need to head back for more cups.

"Damn you guys sure know how to throw a party. What's your name anyway?"

"Greyson."

"Greyson. That's a cute name."

"Yeah sure just stay close or you'll get lost," I shout over the music. It's way too fucking loud and we aren't even inside yet.

I feel her claws grip my arm but I ignore it and just push my way through the crowd. After we get inside I expect her to let go but she doesn't. She just smiles up at me innocently. I roll my eyes and head towards the kitchen to place the cups there.

As I get closer I hear and see a crowd surrounding a girl dancing on the island in the middle of the kitchen. I recognize Allison instantly, and my fight or flight is triggered once again.

I shrug my arms loose and the blonde stumbles back. I didn't mean to push her as hard as I did, but I have more important matters to tend to. Almost immediately I grab her arm to pull her down and she fumbles directly into me.

"Oh dickface—hiccup—you're here. Where were you? And where's your costume?" she slurs.

"The store."

"Oh really? Then—hiccup—who's that?" she points to the blonde that's still freaking beside me.

"That's just—"

"His girlfriend."

A/N:

Oop.