My Last Breath // E.D + G.D

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Recap:

"Why don't we take this upstairs?" He asked breaking the kiss.

He carried my into a room and put me down on the bed. We started kissing intensely as he rubbed his hands up and down my thighs. He broke the kiss and took off my shirt and threw it to the ground. I did the same thing to him.  He started to kiss down to my jaw, then to my neck making a hickey, then to my chest and made another hickey. I started to moan very softly. He took off my jeans to where I'm only in my undergarments. He started kissing down my stomach but pulled away when the door opened.

"Abigail?!"

"Grayson?!"

*End of Recap*

"I-I-I confused, w-what?" I said so confused.

I looked back at Grayson and the guy still on top of me. I quickly pushed him off and sat on the edge of the bed.

"I leave for a few seconds to get you a fucking drink and I come back to find you FUCKING MY TWIN?" Grayson asks. I can hear him get ready to cry.

"Grayson please I-I" I pleaded, looking down as tears weld up in my eyes.

"Good fucking dammit, Abigail. I thought we had something going-" then I interrupted him.

"I didn't fucking know he was you god damn twin. I didn't even know you had one. Do you think I would throw what he had away?" I look at him crying. He signals his twin to get out and sits next to me. I scoot over away from him, scared for some reason.

"Look Abigail, I'm sorry for yelling. But do you know how it feels to walk in to the girl you had a connection with fucking you twin in front of you?" He asks putting his hand on my bare thigh.

I pulled away at his touch. I didn't want to be here right now. I wish I never came here.

"I want to go home." I say quietly.

"What?"

I speak up louder, almost a yell.

"I want to go home. I never should have come here. If I never came here I wouldn't have messed around with your brother and you wouldn't be mad at me." I said. Again having tears in my eyes.

"Dont regret coming here Abigail. Don't regret anything in life. I'm not mad at you, I'm just upset. Which I shouldn't be because it's not like we are dating or anything."

When he said that it reminded me that I couldn't date him even if I wanted to. My cancer can get into the way and tear everything away and could even break him. The thought made me start bawling worse then ever. Grayson scooted close and put his arm around my shoulders. I let him go near me this time, only because I needed it.

"Abigail, it's okay. I'm not mad."

"I'm not worried about that." I say as clear as day.

"Should I ask why?"

"No. Please dont." I say between sobs.

"Okay well let's go get some drinks."

I get dressed and we go downstairs. We over to the drinks and I pour myself some vodka. I take a sip as the burning in my throat begins. Then Grayson looks at me shocked and confused.

"You know that's Alcohol, right?" He asks concerned.

"Ya, I just thought I'd go for something stonger." I say chugging the rest of the cup down.

Let's just say, that's how it kept going. Chugging cup after cup of vodka. Until I was like everyone else.

Drunk.

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