It was the next morning and I was awaken from the sound of my mom and Cameron bickering back and forth- I couldn't really make out what they were arguing about but it didn't seem too important anyways. A few minutes later my mom knocks on my door
"Were leaving in an hour sweetie!" She says. I nod before realizing that she can't see me- i slide out from the covers opening up the bathroom door adjoined to my bedroom. I flick on the light and walk over to the sink beginning to brush my teeth.
I look up in the mirror for the first time in weeks- my eyes are so sunk in- accompanied with dark bags beneath them and red cheeks from tears- I splash water on my face to wake myself up a bit and mess with my hair in attempt to make it look somewhat decent.
I head back into my room and walk over to the closet. I open the closet door and my eyes voluntarily scan over the right side where all of graysons hoodies and clothes were still hanging - the smell of him still lingering due to the fact that it wasn't too long ago when he left for good.
My eyes close softly and I swallow back tears that brim wanting to fall- I close the closet doors and lean my back against them "man the fuck up Ethan" I tell myself "he's just your brother- your twin brother- your bestfriend- only, friend." I thought to myself
"Fuck!" I shout kicking at the side of the door making a slight mark- I groan seeing the dent. I bend down to examine it. My thumb brushes across the small divot in the wood- I tilt my head to the side to to get a better look at it.
My vision goes acrossed the closet doors and over to the corner of the room- I notice a crumpled up piece of paper my hand reaches out to grasp it and I carefully unravel it in purple ink it reads "Ethan's a dick head -Grayson"
My eyebrows furrow in confusion and then I remember- I few days before he left I was messing around on my phone and he was writing insults on pieces of paper crumbling them up and tossing them at my head- he obviously missed a few having not so great aim and apparently one landed in the corner without us knowing.
My facial expression softened at the memory and I stifled a small laugh in rememberance before growing sad- I miss those times already- he would be with me right now yelling at me to go workout or skate with him until I give into his ways.
If it wasn't for him I don't know where I'd be- well actually I do- and it's right here, which is horrible. I shake my head attempting to push the thoughts out of my brain and I re open the closet pulling out a hoodie and some jeans
I slip on the jeans and throw the hoodie over my head pulling a SnapBack over my mess of a hair and opening up my bedroom door for the first time in about a week- I immediately wanted to go back inside and curl back up into a ball like I had been doing for the passed 3 weeks but I didn't.
I held back the urge and I walked down my the stairs into the main part of our house- my moms head turns fast in my direction "you got up" she smiled walking over to me to engulf me in a hug I nod my head awkwardly keeping to myself- I got so used to not seeing anyone else
"Your gonna have to talk Eth" she tells me before grabbing her purse "were leaving already?" I asked "yup" she sighed "the office is a half hour from here and we need to be there in about 40 minutes" she tells me "office?"
She motions me to follow her out the door we walk to her car and I pull open the passengers side door before sitting down in the seat "have you eaten?" She asks I don't answer.
"Ethan." She says sternly "I asked you a question" she says softly "you don't want to know the answer" I spat I rest my elbow on the car door and my chin rests on the palm of my hand. "Fair enough" she says giving up
I stare out the window as we drive by unkown buildings and strangers in cars- I had no idea where we were going but even if I did there was no getting out of it- so I didn't even bother asking.
My mom made a stop at a drive through "do you want something?" She asks- I know she wants me to say yes but I shake my head denying her offer and she sighs
She orders her coffee and pulls forward to retrieve it and to pay- she thanks the girl at the counter and continues our journey to where ever she was taking me "you haven't found out yet?" She asks. I shake my head signaling that I still had no clue where we were
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A/N: oooo where are they going? Any guesses?
