The Story of Us || g.d.

~6~

"You're kidding." Ally scoffs at the end of me explaining exactly what happened with Drew.

"I wish I was." I look down at the comforter on my bed and sigh.

"I'm sorry, Trin. I really thought he was genuine."

"I honestly did too." I shrug and look back up at her. "I can't help other people's actions."

"So how exactly did he stop?" She scooches closer to me.

"Oh yeah. Uh. Grayson kind of walked in." I cautiously answer.

"No!" Ally squeals.

"Yes. Don't make a big deal out of it." I nod my head.

"Well why did it take you so long to call me?" She shifts and checks her phone.

"We kind of hung out."

"Oh my god. I ship you two so much." Ally smiles and pats my arm.

"Stop. We didn't even do anything really." I roll my eyes.

"I think you did a lot according to Grayson." Ally smirks as she looks at her phone screen.

"What? Why?" I lean over her shoulder to see what she was looking at. Of course she was on Twitter and on Grayson's profile.

"His recent tweet. Does he even have your twitter?" She clicks on something and looks at it before showing me.

"I didn't give it to him." I take her phone and glance at the tweet. 'I just met you and I think I'm in love.' That couldn't possibly be about me. I haven't even given him something to love. "That can't be about me." I hand her back the phone.

"Well did you eat at Taco Bell?" Ally raises her eyebrows.

"Yeah. How'd you know?"

"He tweeted again." She hands me back her phone. 'Taco Bell will always be our food place.'

"No. I hate him and he knows it." I shake my head and put Ally's phone down.

"Just follow him. This is getting annoying when I have to show you tweets about yourself." Ally stands up and gets my phone off the charger. She types in my code and and goes on to Twitter, following all of the four boys next door.

"Hey, can you sleep over? I don't think my mom is coming home anytime soon." I glance at the clock; 12:23.

"Yeah. Let me call my mom." Ally gets up and walks out with her phone.

I take advantage of this time to call my mother also. I dial her number and wait for her to pick up.

"Trinity?" She picks up at the last ring.

"Hey, mom. Do you think you'll be home soon?" I cough, trying to make my voice sound normal and not worried.

"Oh, hun. I think I'll just come home tomorrow morning and take the day off then. It's just work has really been piling up here. I can call your dad to come stay with you." She sighs.

"No, Ally is staying. Plus, Dad would bring his idiot step son." I shake my head at the thought.

"Okay. I love you."

"Love you too." She hangs up.

It's normal for her to not come home. She's a Forensic Scientist. Most of the time she likes to stay overnight to finish whatever case they were on. My mother and father got divorced when I was 9. Since then, my dad got married and therefore had a new son. His wife died, my stepmom, of cancer just 3 years ago. Now he just cares for his son, who is 21. He pisses me off whenever he's around.