Chapter 25 | truth always comes out

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"So what exactly does 'my heart sucks' mean?" Grayson set his keys down in the kitchen as he went through the fridge. "You want anything to drink?" I walked over to where he was standing at the fridge & shut the door as I blocked his vision.

"Hasn't there been enough bullshitting for the past few weeks?" He sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. He sat himself on the marble counter & I followed shortly afterwards.

"All you need to know is that being dead at birth for twenty minutes obviously has its drawbacks, and that is that my heart is weaker then a normal one so I have to take medication." I looked down at my feet.

"You really scared me." Grayson put his hand on top of mine & gave it a tight squeeze. Stubbornly I pulled my hand to my lap. Grayson got off of the counter & went back to rummaging through the fridge.

"So why the new look? Not that it doesn't suit you." I could feel heat rise to my cheeks. "Needed some change, the good kind this time." Grayson paused with what he was doing for a second once I said that, but he continued rummaging.

"So why did you beat your brother to a pulp in front of my locker?" Grayson immediately tensed up. I could obviously tell he was busying himself by going through every single thing in the fridge so I stood in front of him once again. "Didn't your mom ever teach you that bullshitting isn't nice?" Grayson rolled his eyes as he leaned against the island counter.

"I saw what they did to your locker and... I didn't like it."

Did he forget what happened two weeks ago?

"I didn't need your help. I could've handled it myself."

"I know."

I scoffed as I crossed my arms. He had no right to just jump in when ever he decided he wanted to play the hero.

"You can't just jump into my life when ever you feel like I need saving."

"I know."

"Stop saying I know!" I never noticed me walking closer to him.

"Okay." Our faces were dangerously close at this point. His forehead rested on mine & I immediately felt all the anger leave my body. I looked to the ground & closed my eyes scared that if I looked up I would do something I'd regret. I felt Grayson's hand snake it's way around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"What are you thinking?"

It took me about five seconds to respond.

"I feel angry because I'm not angry when ever you touch me." I could feel Grayson's eyes staring down at my eyelids.

"I really don't want to talk about feelings anymore, that's all I've been doing is thinking about feelings." I pushed myself away from him & walked around the island with my hands on my head.

"I'm so tired of having to worry about everyone else. I hate that I don't feel hatred towards you no matter how badly I want to. I feel betrayal, disappointment, frustration, but not hate."

"Gregory hasn't come back yet?" I unconsciously crossed my arms over my chest. "No."

"He'll come around, when he's ready."

"I know my brother."

"That is true, but you don't know what he's feeling right now, I do."

"Really? And what is it that he's feeling right now?"

In a near whisper, Grayson said, "Regret & not being there to protect you." His entire body language changed from calm & confident to scared & shaken up.

"He's scared too Amnesia. He's a guy though so he's going to hide it but he is terrified."

"Terrified of what?"

"Terrified that he's too late, that he lost you."

I could feel the air being taken out of my lungs. I'm not sure why his words hit me so hard, but they did.

"And it looks like he got the confirmation that he lost you once you said he lost the right to being your big brother." I could feel angry tears prickling my eyes.

"You don't know anything about what we've gone through, or what he's done."

"Yeah, but you can't tell me that your words weren't enough to make anyone believe you."

"It's not just Gregory. You are the one deciding that you don't want anything to do with him & yet here you are worrying about him. And you know why that is? It's because he is your brother & no matter what happens they're always going to be there for you."

"Oh just like Ethan? Yeah I can see that you really support each other." I grabbed my bag & angrily made my way towards the door. Before I could open the door Grayson stepped in front of me, blocking me from leaving.

"Ethan is the exception. It isn't the first time he's gotten me into something I want no part of."

What?

"What are you talking about?"

"I wasn't friends with Andy, Ethan was when we went to Arizona to see family. When I met Andy & Madison I wasn't exactly all for their personalities, so only Ethan hung out with them. Then Andy was telling us about how he got paralyzed & Ethan realized he actually hung out with your brother at a few parties. According to Ethan, your brother fucked him over by stealing his wallet that carried over $100. That's when Andy told us about his sister & we realized you went to our school. That's when Ethan offered in the bet with Noah & me. I wasn't in the room when Ethan, Noah, & Andy were talking about this but since Ethan put money in on it, I had to do it or else he'd lose $1000. I didn't bet on you because I wanted to."

I wasn't sure what to do with this new information, more than anything I was confused as to why Gregory didn't say anything when he saw Grayson, although that would explain Gregory's attitude when he saw me & Grayson together.

"So, Ethan knows Gregory?" Grayson nodded as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Okay well um... I appreciate you telling me this."

With a small smile Grayson asks, "so, are we good? Or close to good?"

"We're almost close to good, I just need to wait until Gregory comes home."

"Okay good because this whole tension thing between us was driving me insane." I giggled.

"Yeah, me too."

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