We are sitting on the bleachers starring at the football field. We've been sitting here for about 20 minutes and have probably spoke 15 words to each other. This isn't us, I'm just going to ask.
I turn my body to face his "so are we going to talk about what the hell happened last night or just ignore it?" I say in a slightly annoyed voice. He sighs "is it possible to just ignore it" shrugging his shoulders, giving me a soft smile. "What did you mean by that Ethan?" I'm starting to get frustrated and I think he can tell. "Fine" he says huffing his breath. "What I said was weird, I know. I don't know Morgan, it was just weird to think about you giving yourself to Grayson. I didn't like it. And to see that hickey was just proof that he fucked you. I've never seen you in a sexual way or even seen you sexual toward anyone else so it made me feel weird. I honestly don't know." He confesses without breaking eye contact the entire time. This kind of pissed me off. "So you can fuck whoever you want, but I can't?" that definitely came out with more attitude than intended. "Morgan I know how Grayson is with girls. He tells me about it. So to know he was doing those things to you kind of made me mad. I just don't want you to do something you don't want-" I stopped him there. "Ethan I CAN and WILL do whatever I want WITH whoever I want. It's my body and if I want Grayson to fuck me, which I do, then I'll let him. I wanted everything that happened Saturday night to happen, so don't pull that shit!" I could tell he was getting angry, but I was so mad. I snatched my things and stood up to walk away. "AND YOU KNOW WHAT IT WAS THE BEST SEX I'VE EVER HAD" I yell and then storm off. How dare him try to victimize me. How dare him make me doubt what happened with Grayson. How dare him ruin our friendship that was perfect.
I didn't go to lunch. I'd lost my appetite, and sitting at a lunch table with Ethan and Grayson was the last thing I wanted to do. I hung out in the gym with coach Jackson until the bell rang for 3rd period. The rest of the day went by slow.
When the final bell rang, I was at my locker, getting my things. I look over to see Grayson and Ethan standing at their locker. Ethan made eye contact with me, but looked away. Fuck him. Why has he not apologized? I slam my locker shut and make my way over to them. Ethan turns to look at me, but I keep my eyes on Grayson. I push past Ethan and smash my lips onto Grayson's, pulling on the front of his shirt. I feel his hand travel down my back and cup my butt. I bite his bottom lip and let go. "I'll call you later" I whisper as I hear whistling from the other boys they were with. I look over to Ethan and lift a brow. He throws his backpack over his shoulder and walks away.
