"I don't even know you name! My name is Gram! What's yours?"
"Black"
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"Black? As in the color?" Gram was still laughing
"fuck off"
"I'm sorry, but it's funny! it would be even better if you had a brother named white. You would be Black and White. It would be so cool."
I stopped breathing for a moment. I missed white. I missed him so fucking much. And now this drunk asshole has to bring him up? I know he doesn't know about him but fuck, it hurts.
"I do have a brother named White. He's my identical twin. He moved to Russia when we were younger and I haven't had any contact with him for 10 years. Don't ever bring it up again." I harshly snapped at Gram
"shit, I'm so sorry Black, I didn't know."
I fucking hated him for bringing him up. What a dick
"I'm fucking leaving"
"Black I'm sorry. Please don't go. Your drunk, you'll get hurt trying to get home. Stay here, please."
I don't want to stay, but he's right, i shouldn't be driving in this state. My vision is starting to blur, either from the alcohol or from the tears.
I really hate him for bringing up White. I haven't thought about him for awhile. I'm glad. I don't want to think about him. He's probably living the best life in Russia. I'm happy for him. I just wish I could be there with him
"Fine, I'll stay. But don't bring him up ever again."
"Okay I won't. I'm sorry"
I lay down on the bed and I shift under the blankets until I'm comfortable, then I close my eyes
"Go to bed"
Gram doesn't say anything but when I open my eyes he's taking off his shirt. I try not to stare. He also takes off his jeans leaving him only in his boxers but he goes to his dressers and pulls on a pair of sweats
I turn away from him so i'm not facing him. He turns off the light and I feel him climb into the bed but he's hesitant on how close he should be. Good.
He falls asleep fast which I'm great full for. Otherwise it would be awkward between us.
I stayed awake most of the night thinking about what happened. I'm still pissed off
I grab my phone to check what time it is
3:47
I'm not getting any sleep tonight apparently. I didn't want to turn toward Gram because I was still upset with him. So I stayed laying the way I was until sleep finally hits me.
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Gram POV:
I don't remember falling asleep but when I wake up Blacks gone. I'm not surprised at all. He was upset last night, but he can't blame me, I didn't know about his brother.
—
I must've really messed up because Black ignores me for a week. I want to apologize again to him but I never get the chance, every time I get near him he glares at me and walks away. I try my hardest to not think about him, it's hard not to, everything about him pulls me in, his looks, his asshole personality, he wasn't an asshole toward me for what I've seen, but toward everyone else he acted like he didn't give a shit. Why was I different? Did he care for me?
The days go on and my thoughts are fully consumed by him. He still doesn't make an effort to talk to me or even look at me. I may have fucked things up for good if I don't talk to him soon.
—
In class, we start a new project and we get to have partners, the teacher picks the partners and when she says my name followed with Blacks I mentally scream, I finally get to be near him and he has to talk to me.
Everyone else gets partnered up and the teacher lets us talk the last 10 minutes of class. I walk over to Black and he obviously isn't happy about being paired with me by the look he's giving me.
"Hey, Can you come over to my place tonight so we can start working on the project?"
"fine."
I really expected him to say no or ask the teacher to switch partners but he doesn't and I'm glad. This could go really well or horribly. All I need to do is apologize and hopefully he will forgive me and talk to me again
—
Around 9:30 is when I hear Black knock on the door, I open it and stare at Black. He doesn't make eye contact and walks right past me and sets his stuff down. He pulls out his laptop and notebook, I must've been standing too long because he looks at me with a strange look
"Are you going to come work on the project or stand there like a creep all night?"
"sorry"
I walk over to my bed and grab my laptop and materials. I sit down and start working on the project.
—
I barely work on the project because I'm too distracted my Black. I need to apologize to him. He hasn't talked all night unless it was a little question about the project so he obviously is still upset.
I put my pencil down from writing notes and close my laptop and turn towards him
"Black, I'm sorry for what I said the other night. I didn't know. It's fine if your still upset but I just wanted you to know that I'm truly sorry."
"okay"
"Okay? That's all your going to say?"
"What do you want me to say? Gram, we aren't 'friends' stop trying to make amends with me."
"Then why did u help me the other day? You obviously cared about me"
"The only reason I helped you was because I knew you were on something and wanted some. That's it."
ouch.
"you're a dick Black."
"really? I never knew"
We both go back to working on our project. The only noises are coming from Black typing on his laptop. I don't know what to say to him. He doesn't give a shit about me so why should I give a shit about him?
I can't deny myself that I do give a shit about him. I don't know why but I do. There's something about him that I just can't hate. yeah, he's an asshole, but I know deep down there's more to him. I just need to figure out what it is.
After another hour of working on the project it gets late and Black looks tired.
"okay we did a lot tonight, we can work on it another time, I'm leaving"
I don't want him to go. I can't say that to him thought cause he'll give me shit about it.
"okay.." I say without looking at him
"what's your problem?" He snaps at me
"I don't have a problem."
"obviously you do, are you upset I said we weren't friends?"
"No." yes
"you're a terrible liar Gram"
I don't say anything after that and keep looking down and try to finish my notes. Once I look up i realized Black is getting closer to me. what the hell
"What's the matter gram? You want to be friends?" He says with a smirk
He keep getting even closer to me. I can feel myself stop breathing for a moment. He puts his hands on my cheek and flinch from the sudden touch. I don't know what he's doing but I don't want him to stop.
"or do you want to be more than friends?"
Notes: hello! Thanks for reading! I'm so sorry that is has taken me forever to write this, I've had zero motivation and no ideas, I wrote half of this chapter then it didn't save so I really lost all motivation to write more, but I finally finished! Please give me ideas in the comments I really need some :( I hope you have a great day! ❤️
