Home Alone... With Grayson...

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Jayden's POV

It's the next day and Grayson still refuses to talk to me. I have given up trying to be nice to him. There's no point in trying when all he ever does is tell me to go away. My mind has already settled that we're just going to continue our toxic feud like we've been doing. He doesn't even let me play with Oreo since he's constantly hogging him and clearly winning him over. On the bright side, at least I don't have to clean after his mess since Grayson is literally like a dad to Oreo.

Now that I'm trapped in this house with only Grayson, my quick thinking skills invited Kristal to temporarily invite her to live with me so I won't lose my sanity being stuck alone in this house with Grayson. Thankfully she agreed. I figured she would since she lives alone now that Morgan has left on vacation with Ethan.

It's currently dark outside. Kristal and I are bundled up together on the couch with the sheets over our bodies as we watch a movie in the living room. I stare at the tv screen trying my hardest to concentrate on the plot, but I keep zoning into my own thought. Mostly about Grayson.

"I'm gonna order some pizza. What kind do you want?" Kristal asks, picking up her phone to make the order. "OH WAIT- don't tell me. I bet you're gonna say Hawaiian, right?" Kristal nudges my arm, expecting herself to be right.

"Nah, I'm not really hungry," I say.

Her phone slips out of her hand in shock at my response. "Jayden??? Turning down pizza??!? Who am I even talking to right now?!?! Are you okay??" She exclaims.

"Yeah I'm fine, I'm just not in the mood," I respond, unable to look straight into her eyes.

"Whenever you say you're fine, that just means you're the complete opposite." She admits. "Let me guess, is it because of Grayson?"

I hate how well she knows me. I could sit here and deny all I can but there's no point. Kristal can always tell when I'm not myself. So I take a heavy sigh and admit. "He's just been acting so... aggressive lately. More aggressive than usual. We fight every day for the stupidest reasons."

"Well he just got through a breakup so I guess that's his way of dealing with it." She shrugs.

"Yeah but, he's been acting like this way before that happened. It started about a week ago, ever since we stayed in that hotel room together." I confess.

"Wait, why were you and Grayson staying in a hotel roo-"

"That doesn't matter," I say in a panic before she could finish.

She gasps. "Did you two...?!"

"N- no! NO! I- we-" I groan in frustration from my loss of words. My cheeks grow warmer and warmer with each passing second. "We didn't do anything,"

"Sure." She says with a smirk forming on her face. "Well have you tried actually talking to him? To ask him why he's been acting different?" She suggests.

I shake my head. "No, I haven't," I admit. "And it's kinda too late for me to talk about it with him now. I tried to talk to him yesterday when I found out about him and Anna breaking up but he didn't want to. Knowing him he's probably going to act this way for a while." I say releasing a soft sigh. Each day that passes, I wonder more as to why Grayson has gone cold. What did I do to him? Even when we were no longer together he has never treated me this poorly. Whatever the case might be, if he wants to play that game then I going to play that game too.

My mood suddenly rises after reminding myself of all those times Grayson has annoyed me. How angry he's made me feel. My depressed cloud circling my head vanishes when I realize that I'm not going to let him push me around. The anger that his man has made me feel these past days is too powerful for me be feel sad. I'm not sure if his and I's relationship will ever go back to normal, but what I do know is that this petty battle Grayson has created will last forevermore.

I don't need Grayson, fuck him. I've already moved on from him and he clearly has too.

When the movie finally ends, we were basically falling asleep with pizza sauce dripping from our mouths. We agreed to call it a night and head back to our rooms. Since I have to walk past Grayson's room to get to mine, I couldn't help but look through the small opening on his door to see what he's been doing in his room all day. Even though the crack was small, it was enough for me to see that his bed was empty. No Grayson in sight. I don't think much of it and just pushed it past me, assuming that he's probably in the bathroom or something. I'm too tired to care.

I push the door open to my own room about ready to collapse into my bed when I am unpleasantly awakened by the sight of Grayson laying flat on my bed. Not only is he just laying there, but he's also sleeping on my bed. Goddamint. This is what I mean. He does stupid shit like this annoy me and it's unfortunately working.

"Grayson!" I pull on his sweater in an attempt to remove him from my bed but he doesn't budge. "Get off of my bed!" I yell again. He groans in frustration as if I'm the bad guy. "What?" He says in a low croaky voice. "What do you mean what?! You're in my bed! Now get off!!" I say as I try pushing him this time instead of pulling. Unfortunately, his body is way too big for me to even move an inch. The sad part about it is that he isn't even trying to fight back. "Fuck off, It's my bed now." He says stuffing his face into my pillow, making himself comfortable. "I thought you were gonna sleep in the living room tonight?" He says. "No, I'm not! And even if I was you don't have permission to sleep in my bed!!"

If I was a dog I would definitely be growling by now. This is what I mean about him doing random shit to mess with me. He knows exactly what he's doing. It hasn't even 10 seconds and I can already hear sound asleep again. "GRAYSON!" I yell to wake him up. He jumps in a startle and opens his eyes back up. "Ugh fine you can have your stupid bed back." He says slowly walking back to his room.

Once he leaves I close the door shut and let out a heavy sigh of relief. I plop myself down on my bed and close my eyes. He left his odder all over my sheets and pillows but I'm too tired to care.

At least now... I'll get to sleep... in peace. With no... Grayson... around.

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