blocked (texts sequel)

new love

Grayson's POV

Molly sat beside me with her legs stretched over my own. We had been hanging out for a few weeks now and somehow she was beginning to make me forget. That's all I really wanted.

To forget. 

I wanted to forget about my feelings for Sienna, I wanted to just forget about everything we had been through. She didn't need a man. She was far too great to be with a piece of shit like me. 

As many had pointed out in the past, she was way out of my league. Molly, on the other hand, was just my type. Sure, she was always trying to convince me to drink or smoke but she could be nice when she was sober. It was rare but when it did happen I liked it. Ethan hated her. 

Every time she came over I could practically cut through the tension in the air with a damn knife. He thought I should get back with Sienna but she'd never want someone like me again. She'd probably go off to marry Keith Powers or Justin Bieber, someone that would treat her like a princess. That just wasn't me.

"Take a sip, baby." Molly smiled, pushing the bottle of flavored vodka into my hand.

"No thanks. Not really in the mood." 

Ethan glared at her from the couch, giving me a disappointed look. I shrugged and got up 'to go to the bathroom'. In reality, I made my way to the balcony to clear my head. The balcony was off Ethan's room and as I was passing through, a foil wrapper caught my eye from the trash. 

"What the hell?" My brows knitted together in confusion. Ethan hadn't had a girl over for more than a month or two yet he had a condom wrapper in his trash. The only girl he had hung out with 'recently' was Sienna but I knew he would never do that to me.

Would he?

I grew curious. Who else would the girl be? Definitely not Mere, not Molly (he hated her way too much), so who else would it be? Why wouldn't he tell me? He's told me about every other girl he's hooked up with. Then, I noticed something else. Spilling out of his closet in his endless clothing avalanche, I spotted lace. 

Red lace.

A thong.

"What the fuck..." I picked it up between my index finger and thumb and lifted it so I could see better. 

Click.

I recognized these. 

They were the same ones Sienna wore in her most recent photoshoot on instagram. I was wrong, Ethan would do that to me.

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I had no control anymore. My legs carried me the fastest I had ever walked as I sped into the living room. Ethan sat on his phone and Molly was giggling and hiccuping on the couch, he had no idea what was coming. Before I could even think, my fist drilled into his jaw, throwing him sideways onto the arm of the couch. 

"Grayson? Wha-"

Another swing. Molly screamed behind me but my anger had taken over. 

"YOU FUCKED HER?" I was shouting above him, my voice overpowering the music blaring from the speaker on the table across the room. His grip managed to catch my arm and he held me still as everything around me began to drown out. Tears I didn't even realize I was crying were streaming down my face as I gasped for air. 

"Gray?" His lip was busted and a bruise was already forming around his eye but he still got up off the couch to hug me. 

"I'm so sorry."

(A/N: IM SO SORRY ITS BEEN A BILLION YEARS SINCE MY LAST UPDATE AND I HIT YOU WITH THIS SHIT.

lifes just been happening, ya feel? anyways, ill try n get back on track but call me procrastination pam because i just can't do anything for the life of me. also my names not pam but procrastination gracelyn doesn't sound the same.

actually wait thats got a nice ring to it. WHATEVER ENJOY BITCHES)