Sorting things out.

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When Grayson opened the door, he stopped. 

"What are you doing?!" I asked, walking into him. 

"Fucking look." he stated.

I looked around him, to see the hallway full of things. It looked like gifts and pictures, but I could tell from this distance without my glasses.

I walked up to them, but as I was in good distance, Grayson grabbed my wrist.

"Don't." 

I ignored him, and pulled out of his grasp, picking up the photos.

They were photos of Ethan and Keisha, hundreds of them, scattered all over the floor. Some of them looked years old, Ethan looked around 14 in them. Had he been dating her for that long? My stomach lurched, pain for Keisha building. I ruined everything for her.

I started crying, my tears splashing onto the photos. How could I let this happen? Keisha trusted him. I need to talk to her soon. 

I ran to the living room, not waiting for Grayson.

"Helena stop!" he shouted after me, sprinting for me.

As I got in, Ethan was sat on the couch, his head in his hands. He was shaking slightly, obviously distraught. Grayson's call got his attention, his head twisting to face me.

His eyes were puffy and red, tears still in his eyes. This was so fucked. I'm so fucked. Why did he do this?

He stood up, wiping his eyes with his sleeves, and stood there numbly. He looked so weak and alone, I couldn't take it.

My mind was on a roller coaster of emotions, and I hated it. I wish I never put myself in this situation. 

I could feel Gray behind me, as his hands came to the side of my waist.

This really wasn't the time for him to be doing this. I ran up to Ethan and pulled him into a strong hug, which took him back a little. However, he didn't hesitate to put his arms around me.

"You need to listen to me, before Grayson kicks off. Whatever happens, I will be here for you. But I can't d-"

"Helena don't say it. Please don't. Anything but that. Don't leave me. I need you. I can't live without you." Ethan begged, his voice cracked and weak.

"I'm sorry E. I'm so sorry." I pulled away from him, causing him to retract into himself.

"C'mon cheer up Ethan! I liked Helena first, you knew that. How else did you think this was going to play out?" Grayson laughed.

He really doesn't think before he speaks. I turned around and rolled my eyes at him.

"Gray, can you please be a little more consid-"

"You don't fucking get it do you? You're so self obsessed. All you care about is ruining the happiness I have. Well, good fucking job. You did it! I hope you feel great about ruining your twin brothers life. You say I'm a liar, but you're just full of absolute shit. You've fucked her again haven't you? That's all you want. Her body. You like her better with no clothes on! It's sick Grayson. Look at yourself? You say all these things, how you love her but you really don't. I need her. I fucking can't breathe normally without her. She's clouded all my thoughts and feelings. I'm so fucking deeply in love with her that I ended it with the girl that I told you that I was going to marry and start a family with. Are you going to tell her about your other girls that you probably said that you dropped? Emily? Mia? Olivia? Oh what about Emma? I bet she'd love to hear that one. Stop trying to act like you're the good one in this situation, because you fucking AREN'T." Ethan shouted. 

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