We're Fake

Twins Again

Isabella P.O.V

I walk up to the door, to see Ethan already waiting. "Why did we have to meet here again?" He ask. "Before we talk, we need to go inside because it's hot." I say. He pulls his keys out and open the door. We come in and sit on the couch, "So I talked to Grayson, and he explained what happened." I tell him. He rolls his eyes, "I though we came here to talk about something important." He gets up about to walk out before I stopped him.

"It is important. He said he only hooked up with Emma because she threaten to tell Brooke about me and him." I explain. "He still could've told me."

"That wouldn't have stopped Emma from telling her." I say.

He sighs, "Well, can I talk to him? In person?" He ask. "He's at my place." He nods before leaving. I walk out with him, "Where are you going?" Ethan ask me.

"To Emma's."

***

"Hey." Emma says, opening the door. Before I respond, I slap her right across her pale face, "Fucking whore."

She holds her hand up to where I slapped her, "I'm sorry, Isabella. I didn't know you and Grayson were dating." She lies. "Cut the crap, Emma. Grayson told us everything." I roll my eyes.

She bites down on her lip, before slamming the door in my face.

"Open the fuck door Emma!" I yell banging. She opens it, "If you already know the truth, what the hell do you want from me?" She ask. "I wanna know, why would you do this to me. We were friends." I say. "I've been thinking about smashing Grayson before I even knew you guys were a thing."

I scoff, "So you decide to blackmail him?"

She rolls her eyes. "Well, I'm pregnant know. With his child. So I'm letting you know, that little affair is over." I say. "Whatever, I hope you have a miscarriage." She threatens.

"And I hope then next time you suck dick, you choke and die." I say.

Grayson P.O.V

"At least you told me the truth." Brooke says. "I'll see you around." I say, before hanging up.

Well, at least I told her before Emma did.

I look over to Paisley, seeing her playing with a doll.

I can't believe I'm gonna have a kid -

My thoughts are soon interrupted by a knock on the door. I get up and open it to see Ethan.

"Hey." I say letting him in. "Isabella told me about the Emma thing." He starts, as he sits on the couch. "Yeah, I know I should've told you, but - " he cuts me off, "I get it, you were in a tight situation. I'm sorry man." He apologies.

He gets up, before us doing one of our old, third grade, handshakes. "Twins again?" I ask

"Forever and always."