Fuck You

Chapter 35

i have so many ideas for this book but time and small events has to build up for them to happen so i don't know what to write and i'm trying to push past this constant writer's block so i'm sorry if it's just boring and repetitive.

this chapter had so many typos as i was editing so if i missed any please don't be scared to point them out. i'm not that author that gets easily offended and hostile i promise lmao

Word count: 6,249
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Emilia
My dad pulled me in for a hug. "Hello Emilia," Delilah greeted me once I pulled away.

"Hi Delilah," I spoke back with a smile.

"Hi," Greyson's quiet voice spoke. I waved to him on the couch. "Where's Edward and Ethan?" I asked as I sat down on the couch.

"Edward and Caroline are planning on moving in together, they've been busy these past few days." Dad replied. "And I have no clue where your other brother is."

"Wait, moving in together?" I asked. I admired their relationship, really. They've been together since he was eighteen, he's twenty four now. They live in two different cities, she's from jersey and their relationship has always been that way. Either she comes here or he goes there. But they're moving in together now. I wonder if.. "Is she moving here? To evanston or is he going to jersey?" I asked.

"Jersey," my dad replied.

Wow, I know we didn't hang out everyday but what sister and brother does? Now I wouldn't see him at all. I'm happy for the both of them. It's about time one of them made the decision.

Dad and Delilah were no longer in the living room, leaving Greyson and I alone. I came over here to see my dad, I missed him. Delilah and Greyson knowing the family so well were reminders I didn't come around enough. "My dad seems to really care about your mom.. it's strange really but I'm so happy for him." I said.

Greyson's eyes landed on mine, his eyes were the same exact color as Eddie's. "They both really enjoy each other's company. I'm happy for them too," he said. "It's strange?"

"Yeah I just never seen him so happy," I said. What I really wanted to say is, 'I haven't seen him so happy with a woman since my mom.' But that would be awkward and I don't want to talk about my dead mother to Greyson. To anyone, really.

Sometimes I wonder if I would've been better at relationships if my mother was still around. I was shy, didn't really know how to talk to boys because I didn't have my mother to teach me. I was young when she died, not too young where I wouldn't remember it but I was at the age where girls normally started having crushes. But when she died it was the last thing on my mind.

"They practically live together," Greyson said and I chuckled.

"Your dad told me you went to dexel," he said, making conversation.

"Yeah, I stayed two years and decided it wasn't for me." I said.

"How come?"

I shrugged. "I was always a kid that loved school but I don't know I was just finished with it, I know it sounds dumb." I explained.

"Not really," he chuckled. "I'm a college dropout too. At least we tried it, right?" he said.

Not that I wasn't listening to him before, but I don't know this caught my attention, intrigued me I guess. "Really? Where did you go?" I asked.