Chapter 17 | it's all in the knuckles

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"Just breathe amnesia."

They all know

"No, no, no."

They all know & now words gonna spread

I just ruined their wedding oh my god

I'm such a horrible person

I deserve everything that's happened to me

I deserve this hell.

I don't deserve Grayson.

I tried to regulate my breathing. I tried doing everything they tell you when you have a panic attack but it wasn't working. Nothing was working anymore. How the hell could I do that? How could I have not noticed how loud I was. I can't get the look on those peoples faces out of my head.

Oh my god Grayson's face.

I wanted Grayson so bad. I wanted to feel his arms wrapped around my body & I want him to never let go.

But I don't deserve him.

"Are you alright?" My head whipped backwards once I heard Ethan's voice. My eyebrows scrunched in confusion. Ethan approached me with his hands in his pockets with his head tilt. What the hell is he doing here?

"No offense, but what are you doing here?" He took a seat next to me slowly. "I had to come because Grayson wanted to come, & to my parents, because we're twins we seem to be one person." Ethan scoffed and rolled his eyes. I didn't respond and only turned my head the other way. After a few minutes of awkward silence Ethan said, "if you really wanna help with a panic attack, you should try focusing on your surroundings, whether it be the craters on the moon or a bee flying around a flower." My eyes grew huge. No one had ever seen me in a panic attack, at least not like this.

I didn't respond, I only kept my focus on my hands.

"Guessing you don't get along with your brother-"

"You know I would appreciate it if you didn't talk about my brother." Ethan put his hands up in surrender. "Sorry. Noah told me what he did. He's an asshole, don't worry I'll get it taken care of." He patted my upper thigh & I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

"Why do you even care Ethan?" I made sure to leave a hint of snarkyness. Ethan sighed and stood up abruptly.

"I care because I owe you. For what me and Grayson did."

Wait what?

"What are you talking about?" Just as I asked that, Ethan's eyes diverted behind me.

"Ah Grayson, now we can both confess to Amnesia what we did." The awful feeling in my stomach only became worse when I saw the look of shock on Grayson's face.

"Ethan-" I interrupted Grayson and diverted by attention back to Ethan.

"No Ethan, tell me."

"Alright well since Grayson isn't going to say it, I will. A few months ago-"

Grayson gave the most cold chilling, "Ethan."

"Ethan. Tell me."

"The only reason Grayson started talking to you was because we made a bet that you'd give up info that we could get back to Andy, by the way did we mention that we are all super close to Andy & Madison? Yeah, he told us some interesting stuff. Like how him & Madison posted your nudes all over your old school. Funny fact, our parents are actually friends with Madison & Andy's. But me, gray, & Noah were all in on it. So I guess you could blame me for getting your ass kicked. I'm really sorry Amnesia." Ethan had a face that was anything but sorry, more smug.

"I'm sorry- what?" Ethan put his head down & I turned slowly until I was facing Grayson. Grayson had a look of shock on his face, with tears brimming his eyes.

Oh my god.

In an almost whisper like tone, I said, "Is that true?" His silence only confirmed my question. Oh my god.

It was all fake. All of it. He never liked me, never wanted to hang out with me. It was just a lie. I have never felt so humiliated in my life.

"So, I was just a fucking bet?" I scolded myself when my voice cracked, but that didn't matter once the first tear slipped out of my eye.

Oh my god.

After a moment of stillness my anger was beginning to overcome my shock.
"Answer me!" Grayson kept his stare on the ground and he gulped from nerves.

He said a very stiff, "yes."

I let out a shaky breath and began shaking my head.

How could he lie to me?

"Well it serves me right. I always knew you were a fucking liar & it's my fault for letting my guard down. Have a great life Grayson." I stormed off and made sure to leave without another word.

"Amnesia please wait." When I felt Grayson's hand wrap around my wrist, those butterflies erupted in my stomach again. God I'm weak.

I paused for a moment, until I was standing with my back facing him with his hand still wrapped around my wrist.

I turned fast and gave the hardest punch I've ever given. The pain in my knuckles didn't bother me, I was only pleased to see Grayson on the ground holding his bloody nose, and I walked away without another word.

aaaand there's another chapter for y'all.

DONT HATE ME LOL shits gonna get crazy. It'll start making sense soon I promise! Stories almost over :(

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