Jealousy - g.d + e.d

How did this happen?

The VMA's had finished successfully and we travelled back to the apartment. I didn't speak atall, until we got back. I literally couldn't, I felt so dirty and used. If Grayson finds out, who would he choose? His twin or a girl? That's not even in for questioning. It will be over. I felt defeated. As Ethan unlocked the front door, I ran past him and slammed the bathroom door and locked it, sliding my back down it and bursting into uncontrollable tears. I can't breathe. Did that really just happen? I wish I just let Grayson sit next to me and none of this would have happened. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked a mess. While I was sniffling from the breakdown, I took off my makeup.

I hear Grayson pacing up and down the corridor and eventually knocks on the door. Muffled, I hear "Helena are you okay? Please let me in and talk to me." I couldn't. I choked as my tears started streaming down my face again. He would hate me if he knew. I can't let that happen. I need to act like nothing happened. What is done is done. I finished up wiping my makeup off and dried my eyes and opened the door with a smile on my face. "I'm okay babe, just hormonal kicks, I don't know what came over me." He didn't buy it, I could tell by his face, but I know he will let it go because he knows how emotional I can be. "Okay, but if anything is on your mind, just remember I'm here for you." I go onto the balls of my feet and kiss him on his cheek. "I know. I love you." I say, hoping it will make him more assured.

I walk past him to the bedroom and as I walk down the corridor, Ethan is sat in his room and I stare directly at him, glaring. He has made me lie to my own boyfriend, the one thing I promised myself I would never do. I shut the door behind me and got undressed, changing into a silky black nightgown. I turned the lights off and turned the lamp on, climbing into bed and going on my phone. I see hundreds of photos of me and Grayson with comments that range from "my mom and dad" to "look at this whore holding my husband". I felt like one right now. 

Gray opened the door, without a shirt and just boxers, his regular sleep attire. He closed the door and walked up to bed and climbed in and grabbed my phone and looked at the post I was on, the caption said "I hope this bitch dies, she looks fucking ugly in that dress, Grayson deserves so much better ew" he turned to look at me and shook his head, turning off the phone and wrapping his strong exterior around me. He had been working out a lot recently and it was paying off, it felt so comfortable to have him cuddle me, he was a lot bigger than me, even though I wasn't small. I could feel myself drifting off and I was grateful for it, so much went on and I needed the rest.

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Just a little fill chapter, the next one will be good, I promise ;)