ethereal (k.l.)

•TWENTY NINE•

a/n: hey lovelies! just wanted to say that i've been getting a lot of comments about the recent cliffhangers and how much it can bother some of you, and for that i'm sorry. i have a dramatic storyline in the works and i want you guys to stay on edge for what's to come and i don't want to give too much away in just one chapter. i want to space out the events for what's to come. in the last update, i figured a lot happened and i needed to finish the following scenes in this chapter. i'll cut back on the cliffhangers but there will still be some in the future. anyways, i hope you guys like this chapter!

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Once Kian and I entered the kitchen, I grabbed a towel and ran it under some hot water. He sat down on a bar stool at the counter while staring down at his hand. Grayson's blood was spattered from his knuckles to his wrist. I didn't want to look at the red substance anymore, but I tried my best to stomach it.

I walked over to him with the rag in hand and gently reached for his bruised fist. He silently complied and let me rub the towel over his injuries.

"Why'd you do that?" I asked, my eyes not meeting his while speaking.

Kian sighed lightly, "I've been wanting to punch him since you first told me about him." I didn't reply and continued cleaning up the blood that was slowly washing away from his skin. "I didn't mean to scare you, I'm sorry."

"You didn't scare me." I shook my head.

His dark eyes were tortured as his stare focused on my face. I held his gaze, not able to look away. "I couldn't see him and not do anything, not after knowing what he put you through. Especially since he was standing right next to you."

I set the towel on the counter and let my fingers run over his hand. He softly reached for mine. "It's okay. I get it." I told him. Our fingers interlocked.

I wasn't mad at him. Punching Grayson really isn't a bad thing and I can't blame him for wanting to do that the first chance he got. Hell, if I had the guts to do it, I would. I should've instead of just standing in my driveway talking to him.

"Are you okay?" Kian asked, bringing me back to reality. He looked very concerned all of a sudden.

I nodded, "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"You just saw your piece of shit ex for the first time in months, I know you're a bit shaken up." He replied while gently squeezing my hand.

I was too distracted by Kian that I almost completely forgot about my conversation with Grayson. He said some things that I really hated, and it kind of made my skin crawl since I know he has some diabolical scheme with Sienna. I sighed and shrugged before answering Kian. "He was just being Grayson. Stepping over boundaries, saying weird things. He called me sexy."

Kian scoffed. "Should've punched him harder." We both choked out a laugh.

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Sienna's POV

I sat in my living room, waiting for him to come back from that whore's house. What's taking him so long? I didn't bring him here to fuck around and leave me hanging.

Someone knocked on the door and I jumped from the couch. I turned the knob and let Grayson in.

"What happened?" I asked, following him.

"Hey to you, too." He replied sarcastically before sitting down on the couch. His hand was placed over his nose and I saw dried blood on his clothes and face.

I sat next to him and removed his hand from his face. His nose was bloody and bruised. "Did she punch you?" I asked in shock. That skinny thing couldn't hurt a fly if she tried.

He shook his head, "No, your fucking ex tried to ruin my face."

I rolled my eyes and leaned back into the cushion. "Fucking Kian. He needs to ditch that little slut and get back to his old self."

Grayson groaned and walked into my kitchen. I stayed put while he grabbed a frozen bag of peas and placed it on his nose. "I think I scared her a bit, though. She definitely knows I'm here for a reason."

"Good. I'm sure she wasn't happy to see you."

He laughed, "It seemed like she wanted to snap my neck. Can't really blame her. I'm an asshole."

"And that's why you're useful." I turned to face him as he entered the living room again. "Are you sure you can split them up?"

He nodded. "If she won't come crawling back to me, she'll run away from him. Guaranteed." I smirked in satisfaction. The plan was working perfectly, and we've barely done anything yet. "When should we take the next step?" Grayson asked me.

"Well, we were gonna wait until we were sure Selena wasn't gonna rat us out, but that bridge has burned. Let's go ahead and continue. We only have a few weeks till prom and we still have so much damage to do."

"I highly doubt Kian will want you back after this plan is over with." He said randomly.

I snarled and rolled my eyes again. "At this point, I just want Davina to hurt. I want her away from Kian. I don't care if he hates me afterwards."

Grayson nodded and took the bag of peas off his nose for a moment. "So if you can't have him, no one can?"

"Exactly." I smiled proudly. I took out my phone and began looking through my contact lists. I saw Rachel's number and tapped on the message button. I managed to snag her number from a tech geek after promising to let him have a dance with me at prom.

"What're you doing?" He asked while looking over my shoulder.

"Taking the next step, duh." I began typing out a message. "The other twin won't be happy with her secret getting out."

Sienna: i know what you and grayson did.

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hey lawleypops! new chapter :)

ITS ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER I KNOW IM SORRY BUT I GOTTA SPACE THE DRAMA OUT

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love, maddie