Grayson was passed out next to me as the movie credits played as background since I was on my phone. Tatum was being really nice, updating me on Savanna even though I couldn't care less.
My situation was very messed up, first the whole sex situation with the twins and now throwing Tatum into the mix, what do I do? I don't feel anything for Tatum, he is good looking and kind but I barely know him so I won't consider him a love interest. Plus I want to focus on Grayson. Which brings me to the thought...I should stop stuff with Ethan.
I slowly untangle myself from Grayson's arms and gently pull back the bedcovers so I can easily slip out. I crept to my door and opened it. I was now in the hall, but I had to try and find Ethan's room. I go down a flight of stairs and see light blaring from under a door.
I walk up to it and slowly open it, only to see Ethan's head tilted back as his hand went to work on his massive hard on. I looked in amazement, getting turned on as he says my name under his uneasy breath. Sweat trickled down his forehead as he went hard on himself, wiping it off with the unoccupied hand. He bit his lip as his eyes tightly closed. I knew this was wrong, I wanted Grayson. At the same time I just couldn't look away.
"Didn't you ever get taught to knock?" Ethan said, a sly smile taking over his mouth.
I came back to reality as he approached me, bringing me closer to him and planting a hard and passionate kiss on my lips. I tried to get away, hoping I don't melt into his tight and needy embrace. I managed to wiggle my way out of his grasp, leaving him confused. He reached for me again, wincing from his painful injuries, but I backed away. He chuckled, but I could tell it was in disbelief.
"Let me guess. You and Grayson have a thing going on huh?" He said, getting closer.
"H-how did you know?" I asked.
"Grayson always get's what he wants. Even if he has to take it from me."
"I was never yours Ethan, nor was I his...until now." I said.
"So you're his girlfriend?" He said, sadness soon overcoming him.
"Not officially." I replied, looking away.
"So why not let me do this one last time?" He smirked.
"Because that's not loyal." I said, crossing my arms.
"We got you off the streets so why not just be with both of us, in fact it was my idea! He wanted to leave you because he said you looked like bad news. Plus he called you ugly, so it's me you should be with." Ethan scoffed.
"G-Grayson wouldn't say that." I said shaking my head.
"Ask him yourself." He said. nodding to the door.
There stood Grayson, his expression flooded with guilt. I looked at him in hopes of him defending himself but it was taking him too long.
"Go on Gray, tell her what you said."
"Grayson..." I trailed off, my voice breaking slightly from disbelief.
"If you don't tell her I will." Ethan said, his lip quivering from anger.
"I said you looked rough and awful. Not in a mean way-"
"It was in a mean way, you laughed afterward." Ethan interrupted.
"Ethan, shut up! I'm trying to explain."
"No I get it. Thanks a lot." I said, holding back my tears as they both called after me.
I felt a grip around my wrist, pulling me back before I could reach the stairs up to my room. I collided into Grayson's hard chest, yelping from the pain. He looked worriedly at my head holding my face in his hands. I tried to get out of his grip but I was no match for his strength.
"Let me go." I said. It was starting to get hard to hold back my tears.
"Let me explai-"
"Let me go!" I shouted, looking at him with tear filled eyes.
"How dare you. So you only wanted to sleep with me after you got me all prettied up and shit huh Grayson? Talking shit behind my back because I was homeless and looked like shit? You don't even know the fucking reason I was homeless so how. fucking. dare. YOU!" I shouted, pushing him away from me and running to my room.
How could he say that?
He seemed so kind. I know it was before he met me but still. How rude.
I was about to slam my door but a hand blocked it from clicking closed. Ethan stood behind me as tears rolled down my cheeks at a rapid pace. He put a hand on my shoulder and turned me around to face him. He looked at my face intensely and wiped most my tears off me. He tilted my head up and and slowly began to close the gap between us.
"Ethan now is not the time." I said quietly.
"Shh." Was all he said before locking his lips on mine.
I felt uncomfortable, this was seriously not the time and surely he'd know that from my tear stained cheeks and the huge argument he witnessed downstairs. I tried to push him aways but failed as he began to press his weight on me. I squinted my eyes and pursed my lips with refusal as he tried to shove his tongue down my throat. I gathered as much strength as I could to push the muscular being off me and succeeded. He looked at me with strong eyes, already approaching me to try again.
"Stay. Away." I warned.
He scoffed and kept approaching.
"Ethan! Stay away from me!" I shouted.
He stopped, surprised at my tone of voice. His eyes saddened as I looked at him with disbelief.
"I'm leaving. I see neither of you have respect for me." I said.
"Don't be stupid." Ethan said, looking at me as I approached the closet.
I flung the doors open and grabbed a backpack, shoving clothes and underwear inside. I also grabbed my phone and charger that was still connected. Luckily I had 100% so I can try and call my brother, or maybe Tatum...
"Y/n stop, please don't leave." Grayson said weakly.
I hadn't even heard Grayson come in at this point.
I didn't even acknowledge him as I barged past him, heading to the front door. I heard them behind me so I picked up my pace in case they did actually grab me to stop me leaving. I heard their footsteps get faster and closer so as soon as I flung the front door open I forced myself into a sprint.
Don't come after me, I hate you...
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