emma's pov.
I want to go see him so bad. My body craves him. I miss his touch. The way he makes me feel.
But he cheated. He kissed Kristina. If he really feels about me the way he says he does, then why did he cheat in the first place?
For so long he made ME seem like the bad guy and made me feel guilty, when I did nothing wrong. It was him all along who should've been in my place. He doesn't deserve me. What have I ever done? Maybe being in a relationship with him overall is too toxic. Which is why god keeps pulling us apart.
But I need clarification. I know he didn't let me explain, but it's killing me, not knowing what happened between him and Kristina.
I walk out of my apartment making sure to lock the door and hop in my car. That's when I realized, I cant drive with a fractured leg.
"Fuck!" I scream. I open up uber app and patiently wait for my ride.
A black car pulls up within five minutes and I hop in.
"Hi, how are you?" He politely asks as he drives off.
"I'm good, and you?"
"Doing good."
The next ten minutes of the drive goes by fast. I thank the driver and get out of the car.
I recollect my thoughts during my walk to the door. I inhale deeply and finally rig the doorbell. I wait a couple minutes and the door finally opens up. And I see the person I would least expect to see.
Kristina.
This bitch just NEVER seems to go away.
"Hey, Emma! How are you?" She pulls me in for a hug. I keep my hands by my sides, mentally cringing. "Come in, Grayson asked me to get the door." She steps aside gesturing me to come in.
"No, I'm fine. This is all I needed to see." I mumble the last part to myself, before walking away.
I hear her call my names but I choose to ignore it.
Fuck. How do I get home now. I decide to just keep walking until I'm far enough to call an uber. Glad I brought my headphones.
I cant believe him. Here I was actually debating on giving him a chance. And he has Kristina over again! What a dick.
ethan's pov.
I drive back home from the grocery store and get a call from Grayson.
"What bitch i'm driving,"
"Ethan, we have a problem." He sounds worried.
"What?" I ask. "Just come home and I'll explain."
What the fuck could he be talking about.
I park the car in the driveway and go inside.
"Grayson?" I call out. I walk towards the living room and he's sitting on the couch.
With Kristina.
"What the fuck,"
