Lost & Found [✔️]

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Delilah

Kyle just told me the truth about Grayson. The truth about what Grayson does whenever he's not around me or Ethan. Did Gray enter this gang because of me? Because he left me and it ate him up inside? I stood in front of my door of my apartment, and I needed a minute to cool myself down because the moment I enter my apartment I need to act like nothing has happened, but I also need to find a good hiding spot for this gun in my back. I let out a deep sigh as I turn my doorknob and open the door. I slowly walked into my apartment, because the gun was sticking in my back and that quite hurt.

"What happened down there? For a minute we thought you'd drive away with him." Ethan said as he saw me entering the apartment. He immediately stood up and walked towards me. I quickly shook my head at him as I looked towards Gray.

"He... He uhh..." I said with a shaky voice. Trying to come up with something believable. "He just needed some time alone with me instead of paparazzi watching us." I lied to them. I saw Grayson clenched his jaw because he probably didn't believe me. "He told me..." I said as I looked down to the ground. "He told me he would miss me... But he understand my reasons why I want to be with you guys." I said as I tried to make it convincing. The tears formed in my eyes again, and not because I was going to miss Kyle, but because it hurts me to know Grayson fully changed. I looked up to Grayson and I saw how his whole body relaxed. He believed me...

"Come here..." Ethan said as he pulled me into a hug. I couldn't tell Ethan the truth about Grayson. Because I knew it would break him and he would confront him. I needed to be this my own secret until it goes wrong one day...

"It's fine..." I said with a fake smile as I pulled away from the hug and wiped a tear away. "He said he would come over once in a while, so I won't fully lose them." I said as I laughed because of it.

"Whatever makes you happy, Delilah." Grayson said in a monotone voice. I frowned a bit at him. "I don't like the guy, he seems to know everything." Grayson said as he tilted his head a bit and squeezed his eyes. I slowly nodded at him as I looked back down to the ground.

"Jesus, Grayson! She chose us above Quinn and that Taylor guy! Isn't that enough for you? She could have just ditched us if you wanted it that way!" Ethan snapped at Grayson. I immediately looked at Ethan with my eyes widened.

"What if she won't ditch us later?" Grayson yelled at Ethan and now it was my time to step up.

"Like how you ditched me? Do you want me to ditch you like you did to me? One minute you're the Grayson I used to know and the other minute you're a total scumbag!" I said to him and I was out of breath because of my yelling.

"Is that what you really see?" Grayson asked as he squeezed his eyes again. I saw how he clenched his jaw. I swallowed in fear as I thought back of how dangerous he could be. "Well maybe, just maybe, you could have seen how I punished myself over the years! Maybe you could see I don't fucking forgive myself! I don't fucking deserve you!" Grayson yelled back at me as he punched my wall. I jumped in fear and I could feel Ethan immediately grabbed me by my shoulders.

"Let's just calm down now, ok? There's no need to punch walls or yell at each other." Ethan said calmingly at Grayson. I watched every move of him and I saw he hid his face in his hands.

"I..." I whispered as I tried to higher my voice.

"No, you're not telling me you need time. You're not going away again, Delilah." Ethan said as he pushed me on the couch. I let out a deep sigh as I grabbed my phone.

"You know what..." I said as I looked at my phone. My Twitter was exploding of pictures with me and Kyle, but also with the twins. I put my phone on the table as I stood up again. I turned towards Grayson as I felt the anger build up inside of me. "It wasn't easy for me. When you guys left you were already celebrities. But me? It was all new for me to have my face on magazines, billboards, and even on the television because I was the assistant of Kyle! I was all on my own! I'm still not used to it but I did this all on my own! You weren't there for me! Yet I came back to you guys because I haven't felt the same without you! So don't fucking tell me you punish yourself while I did fine on my own! Just fucking feel grateful of me returning to you!" I yelled at Grayson. He looked up to me and I saw how his eyes turned from anger to regret.

"Delilah, I..." Grayson said with a shaky voice but I shook my head at him.

"Don't." I said as I sat back down on the couch. "I was the assistant of the most famous boss on the world. And I let him down for you guys, to be with you again." I said as I now hid my face in my hands.

"I'm sorry..." Ethan said as he puts an arm around me. I immediately remembered the gun in my back and I stood up again.

"I need to be alone, for now." I lied as I walked towards my bedroom. I shut the door behind me and looked in my closet as I grabbed the gun from my back. I hid it in between some shirts and I felt like I could breath normally again. I looked at myself in the mirror and the words that Kyle told me still rang in my head.

"Delilah! Food is here!" Ethan yelled from the living room and I immediately walked out of my room. I sat down on the couch as Ethan gave me a pizza box.

"Really? Pizza?" I asked him as I tried to hold back my laughter. Ethan shrugged his shoulders as he turned on my television. The news popped up and I saw a picture of me and Kyle.

"That's what I mean!" I said immediately and let out a frustrated sigh.

"Mr. Taylor and mrs. Scott have been seen together again, outside of work. Rumour has it that mrs. Scott quit her job to live back with her old friends Ethan and Grayson Dolan. Did she downgrade or upgrade?" The news reporter said and I immediately turned off my television again.

"That's a question only I can answer, dork." I said referring to the news reporter. Ever since I worked for Kyle it seemed like the world was deciding what I did and when or where. I started eating my pizza in silence as I felt the tension in the room. It was so awkward...

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