Chapter Twenty🖤

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"You might want to stop trashing the house" Grayson states as I throw the glass lamp against the carpet.

"You don't need this" I ignore picking up a mirror "nor this" I drop a glass of bourbon "ah this seems pretty pointl-"

"Alexa" a voice growls beside me causing a scoff to escape my throat. "You're starting to get on my last nerve"

"So many lights in this house" I smirk before flinging another lamp across the room.

"You've been doing this for hours now. It's become quite immature"

I suck in a deep breathe, before allowing my eyes to meet his stone cold ones.
"And you've been on this earth for years now. You've become quite irrelevant" I grin pushing him back

He raises his hand but before anything can happen, Grayson steps infront.

"Alexa, lets go talk about this"

"Why?" I shout anger lacing my tone "so you can play some more mind games with me because poor little Alexa is out of her mind"

"No, I just think it beneficial for everyone if we talk about thi-"

"The time for talking is done Grayson. In fact, I'm done listening to you"

"Good riddance" I hear Ethan grumble and before anyone knew it I had my hands round his neck, waiting for someone to dare make one wrong move.

"Leave him out of this!" Grayson argues trying to pry my hands loose but my fingers only clenched tighter.

"Nah" I chuckle

"Oh she ain't gonna hurt me brother" Ethan breathes slowly "just do that voodoo crap and make her let me go"

"Oh, you want me to let you go?"

"Ye-"

Snap! Thump!

"ALEXA WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT?" Grayson shouts louder than usual crouching beside Ethan who's now lying on the floor lifeless...

Well for a little while.

"Jesus, I only broke his neck. He'll be right as rain before you know it"

"Get out of my face or I swe-"

I step closer to him, leaning my face towards him

"You'll what?" I whisper innocently

"I will get that piece of wood over there and s-"

"But don't you want me?" I pout brushing my lips against his. I feel his posture relax and I smirk.

"I want you too Grayson" I add, wrapping my arms around him as our lips collided.

Anger, Hate, Fear and Lust mixing together. Sending electricity down my spine, making me want nothing more than to hold him forever. But I can't. Because he played me. This is how it has to be.

Snap!

His body slumps in my arms and I fight the urge to just throw him on the floor next to Ethan. But I can't. I still like him. A lot.

I drag him over to the nearest sofa, throwing a blanket over his cold body. As much as I hated him at the moment, I couldn't help but kiss him one more time. Before turning on my heels and sliding out into the dark, before any one of them try to stop me.

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