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I sigh in annoyance as I put my seat belt on in the passenger seat of Grayson's car.

Seconds later he steps in and harshly swings himself into the drivers seat, putting the keys in the ignition hole and you both drive off.

"Why?" I say, not wanting to waste any time of the short car ride we had.

"Why what?" He said in an annoyed tone.

"Why did you get so pissed when I was with another guy?"

"I'm not jealous, if that's what you're implying."

"Then what were you, huh? What else do you want to call it?"

"I was watching out for you. I know Matt, he's on the football team. He's a player."

"So are you."

"I'm not a fucking player" he said, clearly mad at my statement.

"Yes you are Grayson, how many girls have you fucked not giving a shit if they felt something for you? Don't try and play nice here. We both know you weren't watching out for me.

That's bullshit.

We aren't even friends, all we do is fuck every once in a while. We've never hung out or done anything friends do." I say, furious.

"Why can't you just accept the fact that I care about you?"

"You've never cared about me for the past ten years. You've never cared since Eth-"

"Do not bring my brother into this." He states, raising his voice.

I'm so done with his bullshit.

At this point, rage rushes through every inch of my body and I feel my face slowly heating up.

"Well you know what? Ethans gonna be in our conversations way more often. Because he's back Grayson. He was at the party today, I saw him, we talked. He's back, and wether you like it or not, you're gonna have to stop being a fucking pussy and talk to him instead of being petty with me."

I scream at him, letting out all my emotions.

The car abruptly comes to a stop and I'm prevented from being shot forward because of my seat belt.

Grayson stays still, mouth slightly hung open in shock.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier." He finally says in a weak tone.

I almost feel sorry for him. He lost his brother, it must be hard on him.

You know what? It's no excuse to treat me like shit.

"Oh don't fucking start with me again." I say, flinging the door open, stepping out of the car and slamming it.

I begin to walk home.

Luckily Grayson didn't follow me, he was probably still shocked by the fact that his dad and twin brother are back.

I would have said more, but he doesn't deserve it with the way he's been treating me.

He can't get pissed at me for being with other people, when he does the same thing, but I don't care because we only see each other for sex.

It's purely for pleasure.

Nothing more.

Nothing more.

I walk up to my house and slowly open the back door, entering my house quietly to make sure no one wakes up.

I start tip toeing up the stairs.

"What are you doing here?"

I turn around to see my mother on the couch looking at me with a confused look on her face sitting on the couch of our small living room.

Fuck.

"Weren't you staying at Madison's?" She questions, crossing her legs.

"Uhhh... Yeah.. I was but..." - I shift from one foot to another thinking about a white lie. - "she forgot to tell me her cousins from Colorado we're coming over, and I.. uhm... didn't want to intrude so I left."

"I know you're lying."

I stand there, dumbfounded.

"But it's far too late to talk about this right now, and seeing that you're okay, I'll let this one slide."

Well that's a first.

"My paycheck came in the mail today. It's not enough." She said, changing the subject, to my surprise, her eyes becoming glassy.

I run over to her and hug her tightly.

"I'm sorry" my mom says, crying on my shoulder.

"Don't say that mom, you work as hard as you can to provide your best for Leilani and I. I can't ask for more.

I can work some more shifts at Ember's."

"No, you already work enough. You're 17, its too much for you."

"Mom, I work as a waitress in a local café, not in an office. I'll be fine." I say with a reassuring smile.

"Now sleep, you've worked too much today." My mother smiles and obeys me, going to bed.

I decided I should get some sleep too. Today was way more stressful than if should've been.

I walk into my room and slide on my soft pijamas, before snuggling into my warm bed.

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