The Rejection Pact

Reconciliation.

*Frazier's POV*

By the time that Ethan, Kai, Onix and Tony were done playing, between the drinks, dancing, and honestly the oil, I just needed some air.

So, I told Harlow I was gonna step out and go down by the water to just cool off.

I took my boots and socks off, rolled my pants up, dipped my feet in the water, and just laid back against the grass for a few minutes.

I texted my mom and told her everything was going smoothly, because I haven't really talked to my dad since Thursday.

I checked snap stories of the people who were here to see their pictures.

But then I checked Majors, and he had a picture posted of him laying in Annie's bed.

The caption. 'Who needs a bitch when I have a baddie.'

A guy I just spent 7 months with, have known literally my whole life, is not who I thought he was.

Meanwhile a dude who I only said a word to literally Monday, pretty much just put his shit on blast because he came at me.

My dad just willed me.

My mom actually screamed at my dad which I have never heard her do.

He's terrified of my mom so I know she has, just not when any of us are home.

And for the love of god, this mate bullshit.

What the hell is happening to me?

A few minutes went by, and suddenly, someone was standing over me.

"You alright?" Ethan looked down at me and raised his eyebrows.

I nodded.

"DO you think I could maybe join you?" He pursed his lips.

"Plenty of grass." I shrugged.

He sat down, took his shoes and socks off, rolled his pant legs up, and put them in the water.

I sat up instantly tilted a bit.

"Yeah, there's the oil." He nodded.

"What did you come out here to make sure I wasn't dead from an overdose?" I raised my eyebrows.

"No." He shook his head. "I came out here to talk. Figured after all that, and us taking a few days, it was time."

I pursed my lips and nodded. "Alright then."

"Can I ask you a question first?" He looked over at me.

"I suppose."

"Why didn't you say anything about you being the one who saved my ass last weekend?"

I sighed. "Would it really have mattered?"

"Well, I wouldn't have spent the week calling you selfish for one." He pursed his lips. "And two, a lot of the things I have said to and about you this week are proving to be false."

"Such as?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Everything I've said to you. Like being a spoiled bitch, or having this perfect life." He nodded.

"Well, one. I am spoiled. Two, as you can see, my life is far from perfect with a cheating ex boyfriend and ridiculously high standards. And three, you don't know me enough to call me a bitch." I shook my head. "I was fine Monday until you started on me. I was trying to help, and you burst at the seam."

He cleared his throat. "Look Frazier. This is the one and only time you will hear this come out of my mouth." He sighed. "I was wrong, and I am sorry."