two faced | e.d.

twelve .

song for the chapter:
"wolfcat" by still woozy
"do you miss me too? wish you were in my room."
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i wake up to the sound of luka playing music in his room.

it's 7am on a fucking saturday. why doesn't this kid sleep?

i can't go back to sleep so i look over to my bedside and grab my phone.

i have one message from an unknown number:

hey

i scrunch my eyebrows as i read the number, trying to figure out who this could be.

i shoot them a text back.

me:

hi. who is this?

they read the message relatively quickly.

grayson. i need help.

what the fuck haven't i helped this kid enough?

me:

with?

grayson:

just come over to our house.

he attaches the address to the text message and i'm left wondering who "our house" belongs to.

i then remember that grayson and ethan are twin brothers, so they most likely live together.

i ponder whether or not i should go to their house.

grayson didn't seem to want anything sexual from me the other day, so i don't think i should worry about him trying anything stupid.

but if i go i'll be forced to interact with ethan, who i really can't stand to even think about right now considering what he did.

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i decide i'm going to make a quick visit to grayson and ethan's place before i go to the mall with sofia.

i throw my curled hair into a ponytail, pulling some strands out to frame my face.

i put on a light wash of makeup and wear my favorite black jeans, a fitted white cropped tee, and my red checkered vans.

"where ya goin' malia?" luka pokes his head up from laying down on the couch.

"i'm going to the mall with sofia."

i don't mention the twins because i don't want luka to get any ideas.

"have fun!" he lays back down, continuing to watch some disney movie.

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i ring the doorbell and take a step back, admiring the house and its beautiful features. it was big... really big, and pretty modern. it was all white on the exterior with some black detailing.

the door is opened and i'm brought face to face with grayson dolan, once again.

"damn malia you came here fast. couldn't wait to see me, could ya?" grayson smirks as he leans on the door frame.

i step inside the house and shove grayson with my shoulder.

"i have to leave to go to the mall with sof—"

i cut myself off and realize that i don't wanna tell grayson i'm going to the mall with sofia or else he'll wanna tag along.

"a friend in like, an hour. so whatever it is you wanted me to come over here for, quicken up the pace, dipshit."

he rolls his eyes and walks into the kitchen. grayson has a special demeanor when he walks. he's so nonchalant, as if the world's clock revolves around him.

"you want anything?" he points to the beverages in the fridge.

"i'll take a water."

"boring."

i scoff and look around as i take a seat in the living room.

the house is relatively quiet so i'm assuming ethan isn't here, which is good.

grayson walks into the living room and hands me my drink as he takes a seat.

"thanks." i smile in his direction

i don't have much time to waste so i ask him why he wanted me to come over.

"i need you to convince caleb to come to the kickback ethan and i are throwing tonight."

i scrunch my eyebrows.

"why do you want me to do that?"

"because i also want you to convince him to bring sofia."

"why don't you just convince him yourself?"

"because he's being a dick and won't respond to any of my messages."

"oh really? caleb is the dick in this situation?"

grayson playfully shoves my shoulder, "shut up."

we both laugh for a while until an awkward silence fills the room. grayson and i are actually somewhat getting along. this is strange and we both knew it.

grayson clears his throat, "will you do it or not?"

sofia has a baby to take care of that grayson has no clue about. she probably won't be able to make it.

"why do you have your mind set on sofia? can't you just fuck some random girl at the party? pussy is pussy."

"i don't wanna fu—" his face turns red as he looks down into his lap.

"so then what is it? do you just wanna have an educated talk with the girl? you're being really wishy washy, grayson. what do you want from sofia?"

"nevermind."

"grayson tell me."

he gets up and runs his fingers through his hair as he exhales, "i said nevermind, malia. you can go now."

i don't bother to argue with him. why the fuck should i care anyway?

as i walk up to the door to leave, it is pushed open and in comes ethan dolan and some whore he probably picked up from a bar.

he's too busy shoving his tongue down her throat to even realize i'm in his house so i swiftly walk out of the front door.

i grab my phone and shoot sofia a text:

i'll see you in 15?

sofia:

yep! see you in a bit ;) my mom's watching mason all day today so maybe we can go see a movie or something after we finish at the mall.

me:

sounds good!

i shut my phone off and back out of the driveway.

"that was fun, wasn't it?" i mumble to myself as i think about everything that just happened.

hmmm .. what does grayson want from sofia? will malia forgive ethan?

anyway ....
i'm on winter break so i'm going to be cranking out a bunch of chapters hopefully!
love ,
cloud