Lost in time G.D E.D

Part 39

August 1998 

"Alright guys, you ready?" I ask Ethan, Grayson, and Patrick as we open our schedules for senior year. Of course I already know my classes but they don't know that. 

Summer passed so quickly, especially since every moment the boys weren't at Pizzajacks they were at my house.

Theres no possible way they even had time to work on bombs or anything since they would leave work and immediatly drive over, usually spending the night afterwards. 

Gray sits on the couch to my right while Ethan and Patrick sit on my left.

Ethan hasn't made up with Patrick yet but they put up with each other for mine and Grayson's sake. 

"I'm assisting the gym teacher in first period," Patrick  reads his sheet and I confirm that I will be as well. 

"Awesome, we're in maths together," Grayson highfives His brother behind me. 

"Too bad we won't have video together, drama geek," Ethan steals a glance at grayson's 2nd period drama  class. 

"Maybe if you weren't in philosophy we could have," Grayson sasses. 

"I'm in 3rd period philosophy," I point out. Patrick sighs and shows us he is too. 

"Look, we all have creative writing and then the three of us have psychology, it works out," I smile pointing at theirs. 

"Maybe youll have video class with Brandi anyway," Grayson teases Ethan and he pouts. 

"Who?" I ask. 

"No one," Ethan practically whines. 

"He has a crush on her, I bet he wants to marry her," Grayson mocks. 

"Oh yeah, what about your crush?" Ethan taunts and Grayson immediatly shuts up. 

"Hannah?" I tease him too. 

"What? No way, not Hannah. Never her," Gray shakes his head fast. 

"I don't think either of these two could get a date," Patrick jokes and I tense waiting for Ethan's reaction. 

"Says you Brown, I bet you couldn't get a girl either," Ethan answers. 

"Oh, couldn't I dolan?" Patrick looks at him disintrested and then looks at me,

"Olivia, would you mind?" 

"Wait, mind what?" I ask really confused and Patrick leans over his friend and kisses me. 

"Oh shit!" Ethan cries in shock beside me, Patrick's body pushing him further into the couch. 

I pull away uncomfortable and Grayson pulls me away from Patrick.

I look back at him shooked and he frowns, eyes apologetic. 

"I'm sorry, I thought..." Patrick leans back and looks upset.

Ethan moves away from him looking almost disgusted. 

"You should go," Grayson tells him, his hands still on my shoulders from pulling me away from the situation. This reminds me of my very first timeline, where James kissed me and Ethan confirmed that he thought I was a bitch for rejecting him.

What if Patrick hates me now? 

"I'm sorry," Patrick repeats and quickly leaves my apartment. I sigh and cover my face upset.

Grayson massages my shoulders trying to relax me.

Gray moves closer and pulls my hands down and into his holding them. 

"We will never put you in an uncomfortable position like that," Ethan promises and I smile at him pretending like I believe that. 

They put me in an uncomfortable position everyday for more than two decades. It used to be just for killing people, now they fight over who gets to sleep with me or bringing me out on missions. I almost miss when it was just the murders they commited so it was the same shit different day. 

Now I don't know what I'll be doing at night. I don't know if I'll be setting a house on fire, popping kids with BB guns, or holding Grayson as we sleep.

Being best friends with these boys is much less predictable than being their enemy.  And even worse, I feel guilt for loving them. Technically now, in this timeline they never killed anyone, but I still feel the guilt of what they've done or planned 26 times. 

I relax into Grays chest as he starts brushing my hair gentle with his fingers, my hands still holding his other hand. 

"I'm sorry He did that, he should know better," Ethan shakes his head. 

"Fucker should be shot," Grayson mutters. 

"Relax, I'm not hurt, just surprised," I sigh.

They always lash out if they think I'm hurt, but at least thats the only time they do. Not even if someone bullies them, only me. 

"I can't believe we have to go back to that prison tomorrow," Ethan shakes his head. 

"Last year, then we can all graduate and move on," I smile up at him reassuringly. 

"Its almost my curfew," Ethan looks at the clock and groans. 

"Only a few more months of probation," I remind him. 

"Lets go Gray," he sighs. 

"You're acting like you're not waiting for your parents to go to bed to come back," I tease him as he slowly pulls his duster on. 

"It still sucks that I have to follow their rules," he shrugs. 

I yawn and stretch, "I think I'm gonna shower and head to bed early, 5am comes early," 

"I know right, I think I'm going to just stay home tonight, I'll be here at 6," Grayson hugs me. 

"See you in the morning then," Ethan waves and I lock them out. I feel sad a little, this will be my first night alone in 3 months.  I get ready for bed and go to my room, looking at my window and leave it open. I frown curling up in my bed alone. I already miss them.

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I wake up hearing a groan as someone crawls into my window. I look up only a little to watch his silhouette in the moonlight. 

"I knew you'd come back," I whisper yawning. I watch him pull his coat off and undress to his boxers, something he never does when our friend is here. 

"He's gonna kill me but who cares?" He chuckles as he crawls in bed beside me and I lay my head on his chest.

He wraps his arms around me and we fall asleep to each others breathing.