brother's bestfriend || g.d

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[ GRAYSON'S POV ]
My entire body still feels empty at the thought of Kayla being gone. It sucks, really.

i don't know what it was that made her walk out of that cafeteria, but I'll find out soon enough.

I gained many stares as I made down my hallways, and begin to panic when I don't see kayla anywhere.

i check at her locker, but she isn't there either.

anxiety takes over my body as I make my way through the doors of this hell hole, having hope that she'll be outside.

I'm stopped when a girl taps on my shoulder causing me to spin around on my heels.

my eyebrows furrow in disgust when I see monica, looking at me seductively as if it was gonna faze me.

"you looking for your little 'girlfriend'?" Monica asks me, using her fingers to quote the word girlfriend.

i roll my eyes in annoyance, wishing she would just leave Kayla alone.

"why should it matter to you?" i ask, wishing I could get this conversation over with.

she looks down and and pushes a strand of hair behind her ear, something that kayla does when she's nervous.

i start to walk away, not wanting to waste anymore time before hearing the words that made my blood boil.

"she went home with Ethan, gray." she says, only making my anger rise.

"don't call me that." i say, clenching my jaw.

i walk away, somehow finding myself in my car, needing to go home and trust her.

i know she would never do anything like that.

she couldn't.
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kayla's pov

i apply the finishing touches to my heavily done makeup, hoping that my work would be good enough to cover the damage that was done.

i panic, realizing how gray would react knowing I went home with Ethan, but I do know that monica is capable of anything and can manipulate anybody.

i'm snapped out of my trance when I hear the front door downstairs being slammed.

"Ethan?" Grayson's voice fills throughout the house, anger laced into every letter.

i hear his footsteps and rush out of Grayson's bathroom, sitting down on his bed. i had no idea what excuse to use for the heavy makeup, but I needed to come up with something, quick.

the footsteps continue to get closer, until they stop, in front of Ethan's door.

"what the fuck did you guys do?" he yells, his voice cracking, making the pain in his voice audible.

"chill out bro we didn't do anything! i brought her here because something was up and you fucking let her walk out of the cafeteria, not even caring what was wrong with her!" Ethan yells, causing me to sink into the corner of Grayson's room.

i was splitting them apart, it was me, this was my fault that they were arguing.

"you think I didn't care? i cared enough to give her space!" Gray scoffs, causing heat to rise to my cheeks.

"whatever." is all I hear before grayson storms into his room, stopping dead in his tracks when he sees me.

"what the hell?" he asks, softly, not wanting to startle me.

it honestly gave me butterflies, knowing that he cared about me so much.

"i just wanted to go home, and my home is here." i speak up.

he doesn't say anything, he just comes and sits next to me, holding me.

the one thing running through my mind is the fact that something will happen and he'll see me with all of the wounds that exist on my face.

we sit here for a while, and i fall asleep, while he holds me, completely worn about everything.
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gray's pov

after Kayla fell asleep, i gently lifted her and put her under the covers of my bed, soon climbing in after her, pulling her close to me.

i turn to look at her features that happen to stand out more than normal due to the excessive amount of makeup she was wearing.

what she didn't know, is that no matter how much 'covering' she attempted to do with the makeup, the injuries were still invisible.

i lightly trace my thumb over the injured areas, my blood boiling.

i feel the rough scab on her eyebrow.
i can feel the cut on her lip that takes the softness of them and replaced it with a rough, cracked feeling.
i can see the purple bruising of her jaw, and the dislocation of her nose.

i hated that she didn't want me to know who it was, but there was only one person that would do this to her.

monica.

my jaw clenched and my fists did too, anger running through every inch of my body.

without thinking, i find myself walking out of the house and straight to monica's house, which happens to be 2 houses down.

i slowly make my way up to the front door, and knock hard.

the door opens to a very disgusting looking monica, and of course she's trying to be cute.

it's not working.

"what a great surprise" she says, trailing her fingers down my chest.

"cut the shit, why did you do that to Kayla?" i ask.

"i don't know what you're talking about." she simply states.

i feel the anger fueling my body again causing me to tower over her.

"yes you fucking do!" i spit, startling her.

"she deserved it! you're mine, get over it, if she doesn't stay away from you, things will only get worse." she tells me.

"you're a crazy bitch, im not yours, I never was. our hookup doesn't mean shit to me." i say, lightly chuckling when I hear her scoff.

i turn around and make my way down the pathway of her overly large house.

kayla will be safe.

I'll make sure of it.
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this chapter sucks an entire ass I'm really sorry:/ school is taking up so much time and I have writers block :((
love you guys, sorry that it's lil short. 💘