I HOPE YOU GALS WATCHES THE GRIMM AND TEEN WOLF! I MEAN, WHO DOESN'T?!?
"Oh God! Are you okay?" I heard someone ask and I saw Gray appear in front of me, wearing a very worried and concerned expression, before he knelt down in front me.
"She died..." I whispered hoarsely, stuffing my face with more caramel and cheese popcorn as more tears gathered in my eyes.
"Who? who died?" Gray asked worriedly, placing a hand on my knee.
"Th-they cut--"
"Where the fu-- Andrea?! Why the hell are you crying?" Ethan approached us wearing an angry expression, pushing Gray away which made his twin stumble backwards, only for him to take a seat beside me on the big couch, "What the fuck did you do to her?" Ethan asked angrily, sending daggers at Gray through his glare.
"Nothing, I just found her crying here!" Gray defended.
"What's wrong, princess? Tell me." Ethan whispered in my ear after he pulled me to himself, arms wrapping around me as I continued to wail.
"She died, Ethan!" I put my face on Ethan's chest and clutched his shirt.
"Who?" He asked softly.
"Kelly!"
"Who's kelly?" I heard Gray ask.
"Nick's mother." I answered with a hiccup.
"Wait, I'll get you some water." Gray excused himself.
"And who is Nick?" This time Ethan asked.
"The Grimm."
"Wait, what? Don't tell me you're crying over that fucking movie again?" Ethan asked flatly, pulling away slightly to look at me with a blank face.
"Y- you don't understand." I stare up at him as I say that in between hiccups, "He just found out that his mother is alive after 18 years and they we're just starting over. He already lost Juliette and now his mother?!" I wailed, and Ethan sighed, closing his eyes for a brief moment before he looked at me again.
"You've watched this season for the third time around." He said calmly, raising a hand to my cheek to wipe away my tears.
"And Kelly died for the third time around." I said, leaning forward to bury my face in his chest and use his shirt as a tissue to wipe my snot and remaining tears away.
I just can't hold my tears back, it just kept on falling and falling. Maybe my period is coming, but who cares? Kelly is dead!
"Did you just-- Nevermind." He pulled away from me and removed his shirt before wiping my face himself. Gray arrived with a glass of water and a pack of gummy bears, which, made me feel a little better. Drinking the water, tearing open the pack of gummy bears and putting a bunch in my mouth before I continued to sniff.
"I can't imagine the pain he's been through." I sniffed and leant forward to place my forehead once again on Ethan's shoulder.
"You'll get over it. Sooner or later you'll be squealing about some Scott and Stiles being the best guys ever." Ethan said, his demeanor completely changing from earlier, his tone turned completely cocky, his body turned stiff and guarded, I don't know if it's Gray being in the same room or Scott, the best werewolf ever or maybe Stiles AKA Dylan O'Brien the bestest friend ever.
I looked up at Ethan, studying him while I continued to stack more gummy bears to my mouth. I studied him from his stiff posture, his squared shoulders, clenched jaw, pursed lips, stoic expression. The 'usual' Ethan, that he didn't use on me just a minute ago while it's just the two of us in the room.
