When I'm With You (GxG)

Questions without answers

Eliza's P.O.V

I laid on my bed gently brushing Phoebe's hair with my hand. I still couldn't come up for a explanation to what happened earlier.

She looked so scared. Trumatized. Hurt. I couldn't bear to see her like that. But her she was now, lying on my chest and snuggling on me.

"Babe?" She asked sleepily. I looked down at her to see her looking up at me.

"Yeah?" I asked. I looked at her so different. I didn't want to trigger anything. She seemed so strong on the outside. But so fragile on the inside.

"I'm sorry. I ruined the sleepover." She said after a yawn. I frowned. She didn't ruin it.

"You didn't ruin it. No one can control their feelings." I said as I took her chin between my thumb and index finger.

"Yeah but. I don't know." Her eyes narrowed down to my lips. I made her wait for abit. I decided to ask the question I've been wanting to ask since it happened.

"Babe?" I asked. She looked at me with questioning eyes. "What happened?" She looked at me with a 'are you serious' type of look.

"He happened." She said bitterly. I looked at her confused. She sat up and climbed off my bed.

"No babe. I'm sorry, please come back." I pleaded. She looked at me over her shoulder.

"You don't have to be. I'm just not ready to talk about it yet." She confirmed. I nodded understanding.

"Phoebe?" I asked. She turned around and looked at me with her deep green eyes. The ones I had fallen in love with as soon as I saw her.

"Eliza." She replied.

"I love you." I said motioning for her to sit next to me.

"Love you too." She replied before she walked out of the room. What was that? She... What? It's all my fault... I shouldn't have called her girly. And who is he? What happened to her. Is she ever going to tell me?

All these questions with no answers.

I sighed as I pulled out another pile of school work and placed it on my desk. Usually I'd leave to the last minute but I needed something to do.

Ever since that night, Phoebe and I have been very distant. I hated it. Not feeling her touch, her lips on mine, her laugh. Will it ever go back to the way it was?

"Hey, you." I heard a deep voice bring me out of my thoughts. I turned around to face my brother.

"Where have you been?" I asked him. I was so worried. Though I never put much thought in it. I don't think I put any thought in it.

"Well let me start off by saying, I found a job." He said smiling alittle. As soon as the words slipped his mouth I jumped up and hugged him.

"Really? Where?" I asked.

"The movie theaters." He replied. I felt so disappointed. He had many great talents, but he still choose to work there?

"Why there?" I asked.

He sighed as he ran a hand though his hair. "It was the only job that would except me." He said sadly. I suddenly felt sorry for him.

"Well where are you staying?" I asked. I looked up at him since he was taller. I still couldn't get used to him looking like me.

"At a friend's house." He said running a hand through his hair.

"Couch surfing? Ethan your better then that." I claimed pulling away from the hug while slapping his arm.

"Not couch surfing, I help pay rent and I have my own bedroom." He said rubbing his arm. Oh... Well then.

"Who is he?" I asked out of curiosity.

"You mean she. I'm staying with my girlfriend Bianca." He replied. I suddenly felt sick. I can't believe they got back together...

*Flashback*

"Hey Eliza!" Bianca called as she waved crazily. I couldn't help but smile. She always lighten up my day.

"Hey Bianca." I replied suddenly feeling nervous. I knew that I liked her. I was in like with her. As much as I wanted to say love, you can't say love if she doesn't feel the same.

"So... Ethan is going out for the weekend..." She said while smirking. God. That made me so weak in the knees. But this was all wrong. She's my brothers girlfriend.

"Yeah... So?" I asked trying to sound... Causal? I failed. My voice was shaking.

"Wondering if we could have a sleepover. Just you and me. Alone in my room." She comprised. I leaned against the wall to hold me up. I felt so weak. What was I saying! I must be imagining it.

"Uh... I... Um .... Er... I don't know." I mentally face palmed. I am so awkward. She obviously isn't flirting. It's my mind playing tricks with me.

"Pretty please." She pouted. "It will be fun." She continued to pressure me.

"Fine." I gave in. She smiled as if she had won the lottery.

"See you later." She whispered seductively in my ear sending goosebumps traveling down between my legs. God this girl... But this was wrong.

***

I knocked on her door waiting for her to answer. It didn't take long. The door was whipped open revealing a half naked Bianca. I blushed taking a good look at her chest before looking away embarrassed.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. We both have a chest. C'mon, enjoy the show." From the corner of my eye she turned around and walked away. I walked in behind her closing the door.

I looked around her house. At age fifteen she already had everything planned out. Her house had a nice homie feel to it.

"Eliza..." Bianca whispered in my ear, as she placed her hands on my hips directing me to her room.

*Flashback end*

I instantly felt like falling over. The guilt washed through me like an ocean wave. I had slept with my brothers girlfriend. Tho I didn't mean to... It just happened. There something that you just don't tell your brother. And that was one of those things.

"Are you okay Eliza?" Ethan asked looking down at me. I nodded instantly swallowing that huge lump in my throat. I wanted to scream.

"Yeah, I'm fine. What were you saying?" I asked changing the subject.

"Bianca wants to go on a double date. You and Phoebe, Bianca and I" He said proudly. How did she know that I had a girlfriend.

"Umm... I don't think that's a good idea." I said nervously. Being in the same room as my girlfriend and a girl who I slept with that is, may I mention again, my brothers girlfriend. It won't end well.

"I already talked with Phoebe. She agreed to go." She pleaded. She did? She wasn't even talking with me!

"Fine, only because Phoebe already agreed." I heard myself say. Wtf! I didn't even process those words!

Something bad was about to happen. I could just feel it.