My Two Best Friends|G.D|E.D

47|"loosen up"

  | Beth |

1 month later and I'm still as heartbroken as I am since the night I found out.

Not much about me has changed since then, only thing that has, is that I feel even more drowned by my depressed state.

I've been soaking myself in my own sorrow, completely drowning, he was my air.

I asked Mrs. Stro if I could switch seats, so I wouldn't have to deal with the burden of being in his vicinity.

What's so wrong about me that 2 of my boyfriends cheated on me? I thought I gave everything they needed and wanted in a relationship. I put effort and communication in us.

"You really need to loosen up... you've been so tense later ever since-"

I cut Grayson off, "I'm fine."

Ethan chuckled, "You know... that's the biggest lie in all the history of lies."

"Well, I guess I'm a liar," I barked.

Ethan's eyes widened and then leaned over to place his hand on top of my knee in a comforting way, "You need to relax."

I gulped and lazily wiped his hand off my knee.

"Maybe, you should let loose tonight. Nate's having a party at his place at 10?" Grayson suggested.

Ethan looked back at me and gave me a half smile, "Yeah, that's a good idea."

"How's that supposed to help?" I asked.

"Drink, smoke... hook up," Grayson mumbled the last part.

I shook my head, "No, I don't think that'll help-"

"Oh! Would you look at that?" Grayson stood up questioning.

"Huh?"

"It's 9:46 PM!" Ethan also stood up and shouted.

"Your point is?" I asked looking up at them tiredly.

"We're going to the party!" Grayson said with a smile, pulling me up from his bed by his hands.

I pulled my hands away from him and seated myself back on his bed with my arms crossed, "No! You guys said I can sleepover and have our regular three amigos Friday nights... not a party!"

Ethan bent down and aimed for my waist. He grabbed a hold of me and picked me up by my hips, throwing me over his shoulders like the sack of potatoes I am.

"Hey! Put me down!" I shouted hitting the back of his back as he carried me down the stairs.

"Party time!" Grayson  announced swinging Ethan's car keys around his index finger.

As I was upside down, from my point of view, I watched Grayson open their front door for Ethan to go through, since his hands are to busy holding me. Ethan took me to their Jeep and Grayson jogged past us, beating Ethan to the car.

Grayson opened up the back seat, where I always sit, and Ethan tossed me in.

"You know, I will be telling the authorities about this," I sternly said.

Ethan and Grayson buckled up their seat belts and Ethan started the ignition.

"Go ahead, you'll be too busy having fun. You'll forget all about telling the authorities," Ethan giggled.

"If my night is bad, I'm fucking killing you guys."