Broken

Chapter 4

Brooklyn's POV

-after school-

I stayed in school for about an hour for a art piece I am painting for the school. (Picture) After I'm done for the day, I get in my car then drive to Grayson's house. Once I get there, I knock on the door and to my luck, Ethan opens it. He smiles at me but I just look at him blankly.

"I'm working on a project with Grayson" I say, getting straight to the point.

"Okay he went out but he should be back any minute" he says. I nod and he steps aside for me to walk in. I look around and notice that everything has been replaced with something more expensive since the last time I was here.

"Want a snack or drink?" He asks as he walks into the kitchen. I shake my head and just stand there awkwardly.

"You can get comfortable you know, nothing changed" he chuckles. Everything has changed. I sit on the couch and go on my phone.

"Could you talk to me please?" He asks as he sits across from me on the other couch.

"Why?" I ask with a bit of attitude. He sighs.

"Because- just forget it" he sighs and walks upstairs. Good, I didn't want to talk anyway. I hear the front door open and close.

"Ethan! I'm home! I got the food!" I hear Grayson's voice yell throughout the house. He walks into the living room then his eyes lock with mine.

"Oh hey Brooklyn" he says and smiles. I smile back slightly and stand up.

"What are you doing here?" He asks. I give him a 'really' look.

"Project ring a bell?" I ask. He smacks his forehead with his palm and laughs at him self.

"I totally forgot!" He chuckles. I smile at him.

"Why are you an hour late?" He asks as he leans against the doorframe.

"I had some stuff to do" I answer. He raises an eyebrow at me.

"What stuff?" He asks.

"Stuff that is none of your business" I sass. He puts his hands up in defense and chuckles.

"Okay, let's go" he says. I nod and follow him up the stairs and into his room. I sit on the bed and watch as he takes out a poster board and markers and color pencils.

"Let's get this started" he says as he lays it on the floor. I nod and lay down on my stomach as he looks some stuff up on the Internet.

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"And after two hours of working, we're done!" I say as I sit up. I crack my knuckles and stretch out my body.

"Yup" he agrees as he stretches. Ethan barges in the room.

"Wassup my peeps!" He says as he plops down on the bed.

"We just finished" Grayson says as he plops next to Ethan. I stay quiet.

"No response?" Ethan asks me.

"What is there to say?" I ask. He sits up and looks at me. We kinda just stare at each other for a few seconds until I look down.

"This girl knows how to draw" Grayson says as he sits up.

"I know" Ethan replies, not taking his eyes off me.

"I should go" I say as I stand up.

"No! I mean, stay and hang with us" Ethan suggests. I hesitate.

"Fine" I finally say. They perk up and stand up. They smirk at each other and then Grayson throws me over his shoulder.

"Grayson! Stop!" I laugh as he walks down the stairs with Ethan behind, just watching and smiling. Grayson walks to the backyard and toward the pool. They can't seriously throw me in. Right? They better not. I can't swim. I start to freak out as we get closer.

"Grayson no! Don't throw me in! No!" I scream scared. I hear him chuckle. He thinks this is a joke. I continue to scream and kick and punch his back but its no use. He's too buff. He gets to the end of the pool then chuckles again and throws me in. I struggle to swim and I gasp for air.

"HELP! I CANT SWIM!" I scream. I submerge completely under water and I slowly start to lose air. I hear someone dive into the pool and my eyes drift shut.

Grayson's POV

"SHIT!" I yell and dive into the pool. I swim over to her and pull her above the water. She's not moving. She's not breathing. I take her out the pool as Ethan just stands there, shocked at what's happening. I lay her on the ground and start to give her mouth to mouth. I continue to do this for a few seconds until she starts to cough up water.

Brooklyn's POV

I'm coughing real hard. My lungs fill with air and I gasp as I shoot my eyes open.

"Oh my god! Brooklyn your okay!" Grayson says to me. I push him away and stand up.

"I told you to stop" I whisper.

"It was a joke, I thought you just didn't want to go in" Ethan says as he looks sad.

"When someone says to stop, you stop" I say. They both look down. I walk into the house and up the stairs with the boys following me.

"Want a towel?" I hear one of them ask behind me. I ignore them and grab my phone then walk out Grayson's room. I push past them but I stop while at the top of the stairs. I turn around and face them.

"Bring that project in tomorrow" I tell Grayson before I run down the stairs. I open and close the front door then jog to my car. I pull out their drive way and then park into my driveway. We still live across the street from each other. I run into my house then go straight to my bathroom.

I knew that wasn't going to end well.