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i'm in love with this boy whose name is ethan. he's sweet and kind and intelligent and all these amazing and grand things. he's one of a kind and- well kind of.
you see, ethan has dark brown hair that he lazily styles, if he even decides to touch it that day. he has beautiful hazel-green orbs that light up his lighter skin complexion, with a few freckles scattered upon his face. he has beautifully white teeth that are unnaturally straight. along with his amazing looks, he has a perfect personality to match. he's loud and outgoing when he's with his friends and family, yet quite and reserved when he's around people he doesn't know. he's extremely funny and has a beautiful laugh that follows along after ever cheesy joke that he makes. there's so much more to say, but i think i've made my point.
he has a twin whose name is grayson. grayson has dark brown hair that he never leaves unstyled. he has hazel-green eyes to match his darker skin complexion. he has a great personality that is similar to ethan's in ways, yet different in other ways.
they are both amazing, and unique in ways, yet similar in appearances.
anyways, ethan is the love of my life. and i wouldn't do anything to hurt him.
like this one time, we had the house to ourselves and we ended up having sex in the dark. it was okay. not at all what i was thinking it would be like.
when the lights turned on, i found out that i had just had sex with his brother.
his fucking twin brother. how does someone do something like that?
i mean, i wasn't a virgin or anything, but still, that's a huge deal.
i've kept this to myself for a few days, but i can't hold it in any longer. i have to tell him.
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we're laying on the bed, watching netflix, when i decide to tell him.
"baby, i have to tell you something" i say nervously
he pauses the screen and looks at me "what's wrong?"
i break down into sobs "i know that after i tell you this, you'll leave me, but i've decided that it's the right thing to do. just know that i love you with my whole heart and i never meant for something like this to happen"
"you're scaring me. what is it? what happened?"
"well, you know how grayson and you look similar and your voices even sound the same?"
i don't even look to see if he nodded, i just continue to stare at my hands
"i accidentally had sex with grayson"
it's quite for a few moments.
i sit there and try not to shake so much, feeling an anxiety attack approaching
"when?" he asks calmly
"two days ago"
"how?" he asks, still calm
"i was at home and i got a text from your contact name, asking me to come over so i did. when i got there the house was quiet and you texted me to come up to your room, so i did. when i did, it was dark. i called your name and you said to come here, and so i did. fast forward to after. i turn on the light in the bathroom and see the light aluminating off of grayson's face. i immediately dropped to the ground and started crying"
he's quiet again.
i don't dare to touch him or even continue speaking, but i do glance up at him and see that he's calmly looking at me.
and just as calmly as he looked at me, he strolled away and down the stairs.
it wasn't until after i head grayson's voice did i realize what he was doing.
i jump off the bed and run down the stairs. i see ethan on top of grayson, throwing punch after punch. grayson trying to resist each blow to the face, but eventually getting too weak and giving up.
i run towards them as ethan continues to throw his fists, muttering words like 'how could you do this to me' and 'you stupid motherfucking, prick ass, dick head, son of a bitch'
"ethan" i yell
he doesn't stop.
i grab his face in my hands and make him look at me
"stop baby. please, stop"
he stops and uncurls his hands, not breaking eye contact with me.
he then swings his leg off of grayson and stands up, walking away.
i jump up, off the ground, and chase after him. i grab his hand and turn him towards me
"let go of me" he says in a voice so low, it gives me chills
"no"
"just let me go and you can go and help him"
"no"
it's not that i'm cold hearted, it's just that grayson was passed out and wouldn't wake up for a little while
he cocks his eyebrow "aren't you scared?"
"no"
he studies my expression
"i'm not scared of you ethan. why should i be? because you beat your brother up in a fit of anger?"
he doesn't look at me, instead he focuses his attention on the floor
i gently grab his face, leaning towards him until our noses almost touch "i love you baby and that will never change"
he wraps his arms around my waist, tightly. both of our bodies swaying with the uneven balance of him leaning on me. wet tears dampen my neck as the uncontrolled sobs tumble past his lips
"let's sit on the ground" i whisper
we slowly sink. his hands never leaving my waist. once we reach the floor, i reposition us by straddling his lap as his head remains stuffed in my neck
we stay like that for a while until grayson becomes conscience again
when he does i treat his wounds. both eyes blackened and swollen. his lips puffy and bigger than kylie jenner's. and both of his cheeks bruised.
they both apologize and we went along our marry ways, promising to never speak of this to anyone.
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