Heart of Glass// Ethan Dolan✅

Chapter 24

As Grayson's face slowly drains of color, I don't know what to expect. At first, I think that he's about to lose it on me, but he just thrusts his hand into the wall, cracking the plaster. His hand now drips with blood, and it doesn't seem like he notices.

"Cara, don't you kid with me," Grayson demands, the sound of hurt in his voice. "Don't lie to my face right here just to jump out and say surprise."

I know he knows that I'm not kidding, but I think he's trying to reassure himself or trying to convince himself that maybe I'm just attempting to prank him or something. Oh, how I wish this was a prank.

"Grayson," I say softly. He stands up, and I know that he's probably going to hit the wall again. "I wish that I was kidding, but I'm not going to lie to you."

He turns around and swings at the wall again, this time making sure that the wall completely crumbles with the impact. Not like I was going to stop him anyway.

"How could you do this?" he asks with tears in his eyes. "I haven't done anything wrong. I've been good."

"It's nothing you could stop," I assure him. "Even I wasn't expecting this to happen, Gray."

"Save it, Cara," Grayson hisses turning away from me. "I treat you like a freaking princess, and here you go hiding things and deceiving me and everything. How dare you."

That comment takes me back a bit. If I remember correctly, he didn't tell me about his dad either. He doesn't have a right to say that I was hiding things if he does the same.

"Hold up right there," I say abruptly. "You said nothing about your dad killing himself to me when I had to go meet my father."

"That's a totally different situation, Cara!" Grayson exclaims. "That wasn't a make-or-break our relationship deal. How long ago did you kiss him anyways?"

"Correction, he kissed me," I correct. "And it happened two months ago."

"So you waited this long to tell me about the kiss?" Grayson chuckles angrily. This is not going to end well. He picks up a vase of flowers that I gave him a few weeks ago and throws it against the wall. Gosh dang it, Grayson. "Two months? Two months! You waited so long to tell me about a stupid kiss that I..."

"You think it was easy?" I ask him, walking straight up to him. "You think that I wanted to keep something from you? God knows Ethan and I both were so guilty of it."

Grayson stands there for a minute, and he glares over at me.

"I forgot about him. I'm going to kill that son of a..." Grayson goes to say but I interrupt him.

"Hurting him isn't going to fix anything," I remind him.

"Were you even planning on telling me that you two kissed anytime soon or were you just going to wait until the second things weren't going well to bring it up?" Grayson sneers. "Did it ever cross your mind that you weren't the only one in this relationship?"

"Oh don't act like I don't care about you. You were the first person that treated me right here, and I appreciate that a lot, but just because I couldn't tell you this does not mean that I don't care about you," I tell him, my voice snapping.

"You act like I couldn't handle the truth!" Grayson exclaims, driving his fist into the wall yet again.

He curses words beyond my comprehension. Some of his cuss words were words that I didn't even know existed. For all I know, they could be German and I wouldn't think twice about it.

"Because you are definitely doing a good job at handling it right now," I remark, folding my arms.

Grayson, realizing that I'm right, sighs and leans his forehead up against the wall before turning back to me. He mumbles something under his breath that I don't hear right away.