song: i miss you by clean bandit (feat. julia michaels)
Alyssa's POV:
I've been sitting on the couch for about 4 hours, just thinking about those 3 words over and over again.
"I love you."
I can't stop replaying those words in my head, until the door busts open. Not completely, because the chain is on the door.
I look at the door and sigh.
"Who is it?" I ask.
"It's Grayson. Can you take the chain off?" I get up and take the latch off.
He comes in and looks at me as I sit back in the couch.
"You look mortified. What happened back there?"
"He didn't tell you? You didn't see anything at all?" I groan.
"No? Can you explain what's going on?"
"Grayson, your brother was having sex with some slut he found. When you left, he came. You probably passed each other's cars. He came and tried to explain what happened. I didn't even wanna give him a chance to explain. I shouldn't care, but it still hurts. You know?"
"Yeah, I get it. I'm sorry you had to see that. I'm gonna make sure it doesn't happen again."
"Thank you, I appreciate it. To get my mind off it, I'm gonna go to Target. I'll be back soon, okay?" I smile and we both give each other a kiss.
I grab my phone and open the door. I hear Grayson mumble something but I ignore it and walk out.
I get to my car and head straight to Target.
"I love you."
"I love you."
"I love you."
The same fucking words keep repeating and they don't stop. Why won't they stop?
I park and head inside. I head to the frozen food section to get some ice cream. I open the freezer door and push it so it locks. I grab the ice cream I want and as I do, I look at through the door and see Ethan.
"Ethan?" I close the door and no one's there.
"I'm going insane." I shake it off and get everything else I need. I go to check out and my phone buzzes. I take my phone out of my pocket to see who's calling and it's Gray.
I pick up the call and smile.
"Hey you, what's up?" I laugh.
"I know we just talked about you not seeing Ethan, but he's not answering me and I can't find him anywhere. Can you check the apartment while I check where he goes to clear his thoughts? I'd tell you to go there but I don't think he wants anyone to know where that is."
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