Eigengrau #TheWattys2K16

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Scarlette's POV

It's been about two weeks since Ethan got beat up and Grayson called me out on smelling like sex. Ethan still doesn't talk to me period and I feel really bad for that but Grayson will talk to me only when we are alone. Even when we are alone the only conversations we have are things like "did you do the maths homework?" or "are you going to a friends house tonight?". I hated the fact that they were so mad at me but I couldn't do anything about it. It's not like I'm too worried about my reputation, well I am but that's not the main reason, it's more I'm worried for their safety. They already get tripped and beat up enough and if Carson were to figure out I'm here and talking to them, well was talking to them, I'm terrified of what he would do.

"Hey it's going to rain tonight so I brought you some flashlights just in case the power goes out." Grayson whispered, I'm guessing to make sure I wasn't already asleep.

"Okay thank you." I replied with a soft smile. I continued to look at him and I realized how much I missed him. God I miss him so much. What am I saying? Ugh I definitely can't tell him that.

"You alright?" Grayson asked snapping me out of my thoughts and bringing my attention back to him.

"Huh? Uh yeah I'm fine." I replied with a reassuring smile that he probably didn't buy.

"Do you remember when we first met?" he asked completely changing the attitude that surrounded the room.

"Uh yeah didn't I trip and fall on my skateboard in front of your house?" I asked with a small laugh which made Gray smile.

"Yeah and I ran out and thought I helped you but my mom had to come out and get you. You ended up coming inside and she gave you a bandaid and I gave you a flower so you would stop crying." he smiled and I bit my lip thinking of the memory.

"I was so amazed by the fact that you had a twin." I giggled and he laid down beside me on my bed.

"Yeah most people were. You were such a tomboy back then. You were about 8 and you were already wearing snapbacks and chucks." he smiled and I looked over into his eyes taking in every detail possible.

"I remember you calling me out on dressing like a guy so you went and put on your mom's dress and heels and walked outside with me." I laughed and he started to cringe at the thought of dressing in his mom's clothes.

"Man I thought I was proving a point." he said rubbing his forehead in shame.

"Yeah the point you proved is that you can really rock some mom clothes." I laughed and he lightly punched my arm.

"Oh god that's horrible. Wait now that I think about it, I looked great in those clothes." he smiled and bit his lip as if he was hot.

"Ew!" I said laughing quite a bit. We sat in silence for a few minutes and then I started to get curious.

"Why did you bring that up?" I asked rolling over and using my hand as a head rest.

"I was just making sure you remembered. I wasn't sure if your p-. Just wondering." he smiled before getting up and walking out the door.

I couldn't take it anymore. I missed him too much. I jumped off of my bed and ran into his arms. I grabbed on tight and didn't let go. I felt so great and safe in his arms, like I could just stay like this forever and this is all I needed.

"I missed you so much." I whispered and I could feel him smile on my neck.

"I missed you more." he whispered in return.

"I don't want to go back tomorrow." I admitted and he lifted his head up slightly in shock.

"Why not?" he asked not once taking his eyes off of mine.

"Because that means I have to go and see you guys getting bullied and stuff like that and I have to be around Carson." I said and immediately regretted the last thing I said.

"What is that supposed to mean?" he laughed and I started to blush in embarrassment.

"Nothing I didn't mean to say that." I finished. I pulled him in closer for one last hug before walking back to my room. He was left standing in the hallway probably shocked by what all just happened.

Grayson's POV

I mentally kicked myself in the ass because I didn't stop her from going back to her room. That hug felt like being told you are loved 100 times by someone but even better. God I could've stayed in her arms for eternity. Butterflies, no wait, wasps, were swarming my stomach and my cheeks filled with the color of a burning fire. That's how I felt in here arms and I want to feel like that more often but knowing her that probably won't happen.

I walked back to my room to get a fresh pair of underwear and some basketball shorts so I could take a shower. I turned on the water and waited for it to get warm while I got undressed. I gave myself a look in the mirror and realized my cheeks were still burning. I couldn't get that hug off of my mind. I walked into the shower and quickly bathed myself before getting out and wrapping a towel around my waist and letting my wet hair sit as it wished.

I was walking back to my room when I heard a small giggle. I turned around and noticed Scarlette standing in her doorway probably waiting for the shower.

"Oh stop staring." I laughed and she just rolled her eyes.

"Whatever." she said before walking into the bathroom. "Hey can you get me a towel?" she asked stepping just barely out of the door. I walked over to the small cabinet in the hall and grabbed a towel. 

"Here you go." I smiled reaching my arm out and handing her the towel. I heard a gasp and I got really confused. "What happened?" I asked and she stepped out of the bathroom with a really worried look on her face.

"Why?" she asked turning my arm over and revealing the small red streaks spread across my arm. My breathing got caught in my throat and I started to sweat. I was scared and didn't know what to do.

"Uh I have to go to bed." I said quickly before running off to my room and hiding under my blankets.

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I couldn't sleep because I was scared that she would think I'm some kind of freak or something like that. I don't know what I'm going to do if she starts questioning me again. I'm probably just going to freeze up once again and run from my problems, like usual.

I rolled over and let out a big sigh. Just as I tried to close my eyes and drift off I heard my door open and I saw a shadowy figure walk into my room. The figure walked over to my bed and laid down beside me and I could tell that it was Scarlette. The weight that shifted the bed was small and and the arm that wrapped around me fell soft and elegant. I rolled over and she tucked her head into the crease of my neck.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." she whispered and I let out a soft sigh. Soon we both fell asleep but she did before me and I placed a small kiss on her forehead before drifting off myself.