My jaw dropped when I saw Grayson. Not to mention I was only in my towel. And my hair was soaking wet. "Grayson?" I said in a questioned manner while squinting my eyes. "I need to tell you something." "Yes?" "Can I maybe come in and talk to you?" He asked while slightly pointing inside. "Uh yeah sure." We head inside my living room and I'm still in my towel. We sit down on my couch and I signal him to start talking. "Well let me start off. Ethan is going crazy." " Okay... is that ment to be my concern because I don't think it should be." I say with my secret daddy tone."Seven. He has been moaning your name in his sleep." He says putting his hand over his face covering the embarrassment. "Excuse me?" I shot a dead look in his eyes."You heard me Seven, he has been moaning your name." He repeats."I understand that but am I ment to care." "Well maybe. Have you seen him recently?" "Only at the gym when he was right next to me and the asshole got a boner over me." There was a moment of dead silence between us before he started to shout."Hey! That's my brother. It's not cool for you to talk about my brother like that in front of me!" He has slight attitude with his voice a little raised. "IT WASN'T COOL FOR YOUR BROTHER TO KILL MY DAUGHTER IN FRONT OF HER OWN DAD!" I say 1000 times louder while getting up from my seat.
Well fuck. He seems pissed now. He has this dirty look growing on his face as the seconds pass.
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(Imagine this look on his face but with brown hair.)
He stares at me while giving me the dirty look. He's looking at me as if I was the one that killed his child and he has met me for the first time."You don't know shit Seven. You were too caught up in your own shit. You were a horrible mother. You didn't testify for your daughter. You couldn't even be bothered to know what happened behind everything. Don't you dare accuse my brother of killing your daughter when you don't know the story behind it." He says getting up and pointing his finger at me face. He clenches his jaw tightly and he looks at me dead in the eye. "Get out Grayson." He puts his fingers down and he puts on if his hands inside his pocket."Gladly." He says before walking out of my living room and heading for the door. I trusted him to leave straight away so I turned my back heading for the stairs. "Seven." He says one more time."What." My back is facing him but I have a pissed tone in my voice. "Find out sometime. It will do you good." And with that he just left. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "What?" I whispered to myself. Before he would drive off I rapidly ran to the door knob and twisting it to that the door would open. "Grayson!" I shout. But he had already left. What could be have ment?
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