Paranoia.

A

Note before: This is a chapter in Austens point of view. I hope you like it.
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'I can't hang out with Ethan anymore? I can hang out with whoever the flying fuck I want.' I say to my dad, trying to stay calm.

'But sweetie, this is for your own good.' He looks at my face and lays one hand on my shoulder. 'I heard he abuses his brother, Gracie is his name, I think.'

'It's all rumours. I don't know where you got all that bullshit from, but Ethan wouldn't hurt a fly.'

'Honey, he's bad news, you see in which situation he is, it makes him dangerous.' I look at my dad, not believing that he could say something this stupid.

'Dad, his situation makes him more vulnerable, not dangerous. He even is to scared to talk to people, to be around people. The only one he can talk to, is fucking Grayson.' I feel the anger coming up, and I play with my fingers to calm down a little, but it doesn't work. I see my dad looking worried at me but I don't care. I like Ethan the way he is and I love being his friend, no one can tell me otherwise.

'I just,' he begins on a doubtful tone, 'I guess I just don't want you to get hurt.'

'And neither does Ethan. End of story.' I snap back. 'I'm staying at Ethan's tonight, I'll be back tomorrow afternoon to get some money.'

I quickly grab my jacket and I walk upstairs to grab my stuff. I put everything in my backpack and swing it
nimble on my back. Walking downstairs, I hear my parents talking with each other, my mother crying. I put my earbuds in, just to ignore the sound I can't bare. I hate it to hear my mother like that. I quietly close the door and start to run. To run towards the place I feel more home then anywhere else.

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I hear a boy laughing, really loud. Probably Grayson. He has such an intense laugh. When I ring the doorbell, Grayson opens the door with a big smile. Ethan used to smile like that too. I saw pictures from him and Grayson before the thing happened, and Ethan has the most beautiful smile in the world, along with Grayson's.

'Hi, Austen, come in.' He holds the door wide open for me, and as I walk in, I hear Ethan and Jack talking to each other.

'Oh, Jack is here already, but he's gone by eleven.' Grayson says. I just smile at him, and stretch myself out to reach the coat reck. He takes my jacket and hangs it on a pin.

'Thank you.' I say and give him a thankful look.

'No problem, I'll take your stuff upstairs so you can go to Ethan and Jack in the living room. They're starving so they'll probably be really happy when you walk in.' He says with a wink and walks upstairs.

I walk into the living room and see Ethan and Jack playing Call of Duty.

'Can I join?' I ask, making the boys turn around.

'Hey, Austen, nice to see you.' Ethan says quietly but his voice gets in the bckground when Jack notices me.

'AUSTEN, I'M STARVING.' He screams enthusiastically. And with that, I mean that he's being a drama queen. He throws his controller on the couch and runs to get his phone from the kitchen counter.

'Haha, well, get some pizza than!' I laugh.

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'So, I told you it would be fun? Huh, didn't I?' I poke Jack in his side and he chuckles.

'Yeah, you were damn right, you guys are awesome. Thanks for tonight, I had a blast. We need to do that again sometime.' He says as he pokes me back.

'We definitely will.' Grayson says and he lets Jack out. 'See you tomorrow!'

Grayson closes the door behind him and turns to me. 'I'll clean the living room, you can go upstairs if you want, or stay here with me and help me clean up. Ethan's not feeling well and I'm going to watch a movie. It's up to you.'

'It depends on what movie?' I ask him, because if he's going to watch a horror movie, I pass.

'Fifty shades of Grey.' He says. I look at him and try to read if he's joking or not. With Grayson, you never know. When he catches me looking and studying his face, he starts to smirk.

'You're joking, right?'

'Ofcourse I am joking,' he grins 'I'll probably watch The Hangover or something like that.' I love that kind of movies.

'I'm in. I'm going to change upstairs real quick, and than I'll help you cleaning up.'