Player (Grayson Dolan)

19- Home, Sweet Home

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Emily
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As my mom and I walked into the unfamiliar house, the instant smell of fresh paint filled my nose as my eyes fixated on how empty it was, but the entire drive here, all my brain could think about is how stupid and naive I was.

"Come on honey, I'll show you your room." The two of us walked through the house and to a staircase that lead us to a hallway and to our rooms.

"When's our furniture coming?" I asked simply, just wanting to crawl into a ball and hide from my problems.

"It should be here around 5, but we still need a few more things that we're gonna have to go out and buy later." We walked into my bedroom, it being a little bigger than I imagined as I walked over to my closet opening it up and seeing it about the same size as my old closet, but now I have a bathroom in my bedroom, so I guess that's a plus.

"Honey I'm gonna go grab the stuff for the car, you need to bring your stuff in before it gets dark." I okayed her as she left my room and then opened the door to my bathroom, and looking at myself in the wide mirror behind the sink.

I heard my phone suddenly ring in my pocket, making me jump from how unexpected it was. "Fucking shit." I pulled my phone out and saw Malia's contact pop up for FaceTime.

"Hi Em!" She said immediately after I answered.

"Hey. What's up?" I asked, sitting on the toilet with it's lid down.

"Nothing much, just at my house. Did you guys have an okay drive?" She asked, setting her phone down on a counter as I watched her tie her hair up.

"Besides wanting to cry every two seconds... sure." I shrugged not wanting to get much into this topic, although I knew she is going to.

"Do you really love him?"

"I thought I did. Now... I don't know what to think. And what sucks, is that I was gonna try and work out long distance with him." I chuckled to myself, realizing how stupid I was to fall for a guy who has never respected me for as long as he's known me.

"Do you think you'll ever forgive him?"

"Would you? Like who the fuck does that? What in anyone's right mind would think that a dare would be okay? Who says 'yeah I'll do the dare. I'll get her to fall for me and then crush her heart'? So no Malia, I don't think I'm gonna forgive him."

I watched her mouth moving slightly out of the camera, but no sound came from the phone, signaling that she was muted, and talking to someone else.

"Em, please don't hang up." I saw Grayson grab Malia's phone and walk off with it, going outside and closing the sliding glass door behind him as he sat on her patio furniture.

"What the hell do you want from me Grayson? You've gotten everything out of me, what more could you possibly need?!"

"I want to clear my name. I know you hate me and I know you really want to hang up on me, but please just listen."

"I don't fucking hate you Grayson, that's why I'm so upset, because I can't hate you! I have never been able to hate you, no matter how much I should've." After yelling at him, an awkward silence filled the air as he thought of a way to respond.