The Amnesia effect | g.d

Chapter 6 | Well, I dont forgive you

"I use a white lighter to see, what's in front of me."- The Neighborhood

"You know he's probably just taking some time before he comes back." I wanted to cringe at my aunts sudden hopefulness towards my brother. It had been one month since he was released from prison and he hadn't come back to visit. Not once. I hadn't told my aunt Rosie this but a few days ago I saw him at the supermarket with a girl, I'm not sure who, but she looked to be about 6 months pregnant. No doubt in my mind that it was his, I didn't bother to call out to him. My confirmation of it being his was when he reached down to the girls belly and kissed it. I ran out of the store when he looked up in my direction. I'm pretty sure he saw me, but I hoped he didn't.

"Yeah sure he is Rosie." I mumbled to myself knowing the truth. My brother wasn't coming back and we both knew it, Rosie just took a longer detour in denial drive then I did.

I walked upstairs and sighed when I found myself besides his room. It took everything in me to go inside. A feeling of despair washed over me when i entered. Gregory's room looked exactly the way it did four months ago and every month after that up until now. The change being that I was in his room.

I sighed as the tears began to well up in my eyes when they landed on a picture of the two of us when we were 9 and he was 10, almost 11, and right besides us were our parents. Soon I felt the tears slide down my face one by one. I sighed as I breathed out, "you all fucking left me alone." An unexpected hiccup came out and that only made me angrier.

"You all left me."

I was jerked out of my thoughts when I felt the black jeep come to a stop. "You know it's not very nice to ignore someone when they're trying to talk to you." I heard Grayson say as he got out of the car. This gave me the opportunity to look at my surroundings only to realize we were in the middle of no where. Well the forest no where.

"Mind telling me why you brought me here to the woods like a creep?" I asked as I got out of the car. Grayson rested his hands on my shoulders and my instinct was to fight back but the feeling of Grayson's hand warmed up my bare shoulder, and this gave me a pretty icky feeling. A not so good feeling.

With Grayson's hands still on my shoulders he smirked as he said, "i have brought you here to break down those huge walls you have."

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"I still don't understand how you have a freaking forest in your backyard," Grayson gave me "really?" look and I simply shrugged in response. "I mean seriously this place is huge." I said as I chuckled.

"I don't have a forest in my backyard, it's just behind my backyard."

Oh like that's so much better. All I have in my backyard is an old ratty swing that Rosie brought from Arizona. It was my parents little "oasis" as they liked to call it. I didn't really see the point of Rosie bringing the thing since we moved to Seattle to try and forget everything in Arizona. Even some people.

"Okay so as I was saying before, I have no freaking huge walls that need breaking, I am just a naturally stern person." Grayson shook his head as he looked through a box and said, "No one can naturally be stern." He said as he continued to go through his enormous shed. "Actually they can Grayson." I said as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"You know," Grayson came out of the shed and began to walk towards me, "psychologists say that when a person crosses their arms over their chests a lot it's usually because they're trying to protect themselves from something," he was now towering over me as he dusted his hands off on his pants.