#dxlan writes

A/N: short as hell but painful. This was actually written about someone else and im using this as a source of letting my pain out.

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The days are alot gloomer now since hes gone. I spend more time thinking about him than of the things that really need my focus. I hear his voice in my sleep and smell his cologne on the sheets but when I reach out hes just out of my grasp.

The day he left this earth was a normal day. He was going amongst his daily routine as was I. The sun was shining bright as the summer wind blew. A change was in the air but it went unnoticed. He walked his last steps that day. Said his last words. Spread his last smile.

The day was long as I awaited the call. But in my gut I knew the answer before the confirmation. Time stood still as the world carried on. Slowly the hours turned to days, days to weeks and finally weeks to months. Soon it will be a year then 5 years then 10 and so on.

His son would never meet his father. He wouldn't know all the positive and happiness he spread until he is older. He will never hear his voice or know how much he is loved. Never laugh and joke around like father's and sons should.

Walking up to his resting place with a single rose in my hand while the other held lightly onto a smaller hand, a sense of tranquility washed over me. I knew he was here, watching from a distance. A single tear full of a lifetime of pain rolled down my cheek as I placed the flower on the cool marble stone. With a deep breath and a silent prayer hoping he could hear me wherever he was, I blew a kiss up to the sky.

Grabbing the little hand of the confused baby we turned around and slowly began to walk away until he let go and turned around.

"Bye daddy." He said waving his hand towards the grave.

"Mommy say bye bye." He said softly looking up to me. With a smile on my face I looked towards where he layed to rest.

A/N: in honor of Mother's Day I wrote this cute little thing.

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Stretching my stiff muscles out from my deep sleep, I let out a weird straggled noise. Pulling the comforter closer to my body I snuggled back into my bed sighing in content. I already feel well rested but the urge to stay in bed was strong today.

Wait why do I feel well rested? This never happens. What's going on?

Opening my eyes and looking across the bed I noticed that I layed alone. Confused flowed through me as I sat up and looked around for any sign of Grayson. Our bedroom look clean, for once, everything was picked up off the floor and the room had a slight fruity scent to it.

He cleaned?

Pulling my hair back into a messy bun not really bothering to fix it at the moment, I threw our blankets off of me and stood up. From the corner of my eye I saw a flash of pink and purple as I went to grab the blanket. Turning to our bedside table a beautiful vase of lavender and baby pink tulips stared back at me with a small envelope leaning against it. After fixing the bed I leaned down to smell the flowers as a soft smile spread on my lips. Grabbing the small envelope I opened it and pulled out the note card that was inside of it.

Good Morning Beautiful. I had to get your favorite flowers since you are my favorite person. Hopefully your not awake yet so we can successfully bring you breakfast in bed. God I love you so much. Happy Mother's Day baby!

-G

My smile widen as I read his little note. Grabbing the vase I made my way out of our bedroom and towards the sudden crashing noise that came from the kitchen.

"Dammit!" A deep voice shouted.

"Dammit." A small voice copied.

"Don't say that." The deep voice snapped.

"Nice going dumbass. Stop teaching my kid curse words." Another voice said.

"Dumbass." The small voice giggled.

"Hey!" The second voice said.

Turning the corner I spotted all three of my boys standing in the kitchen surrounded by a giant mess. There was flour all over the countertop and slightly on the floor, bowls filled with who knows sat overflowing the sink, and the smell of something burnt filled my nose. Before I could sneak up on them a small body twisted around from the position it sat on the countertop and spotted me.

"Mommy!" He yelled making the boys whip around. Ethan was the one I noticed first due to his appearance. Some type of batter, probably pancake batter was on his bare chest in the form of a hand print and flour covered the top half of his sweatpants.

"What is going on here?" I asked as a I laughed slightly making my way over.

"We were making you breakfast." Grayson said closing the space between us.

"Yeah and of course I had to help cause that idiot doesn't know how to cook." Ethan snorted as he turned back to the stove.

"I cook just fine." Grayson snapped as he glared at his brother which only made Ethan laughed in response.

"Hey I loved the flowers by the way." I said pulling his attention back to me.

"Good." He smiled as he leaned down placing a soft kiss on my lips. I would have deepened it if a little voice hadn't started shouting to get down off the counter. As soon as his little feet hit the hardwood floor he made a beeline for me. Crouching down I grabbed him lifting him up and planted kisses all over his face as I dangled him backwards almost upside down. Giggles entered the air as my kisses didn't stop. Eventually pulling back a small red face stared back smiling at me.

"Wanna go show mommy what you made?" Grayson asked looking down at the little boy in my arms. As he nodded furiously and squirmed in my arms to get down I let him go as he ran off to somewhere in the house. Watching him leave the room, a warm body was pressed up against my back as an arm wrapped itself around my waist.

"Happy Mothers Day baby." Grayson whispered in my ear. Turning in his arms, I faced him while wrapping my arms around his neck holding him close.

"Thank you." I smiled up at him.

"I have a gift to give you but I'll just wait later tonight to give it to you." He said putting a piece of loose hair behind my ear.

"Oh do you now?" I smirked pushing my body closer to him as he instinctly tightened his grip around me.

"Not that kind of gift, but hey I won't object to that." He joked sending a wink my way. Letting out a quick laugh I reluctantly let him go to inspect the kitchen.

"You did some damage here." I said to Ethan.

"That was not me. Blame that dumbass." He sassed. Walking up to him I leaned my chin onto his back as I peered past him.

"Strawberry pancakes?" I asked excitedly.

"Of course, only the best for my not so baby mama." He joked planting a small kiss on the top of my head.

"I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed though." Grayson pouted. Quickly the patter of little feet running became louder as he ran back into the kitchen.

"Mommy! Mommy!" He yelled although he stood next to me. Holding his little arms up he handed me a large piece of paper with the biggest smile on his lips.

"It's us." He said as I stared down at the paper. There was a big stick like figure placed next to a small one as the proportions of the body parts were completely unrealistic but I loved it. My heart began to swell as I stared down at this master piece.

"And that's daddy and uncie E." He said pointing to the two large blob like figures off to the side.

"Looks just like them." I smiled down at my son as Ethan scoffed.

"Alright breakfast is ready. Come on buddy let's go wash our hands." Ethan said grabbing him and throwing him up onto his shoulders as they walked to the bathroom. Sitting down onto one of the barstool on our island Grayson slide a plate my way, looking down at it I bursted out laughing.

"Really?" I asked.

"Really." He laughed. I had 2 large pancakes stacked up with 2 small mounds of scrambled eggs as eyes and a few strips of bacon forming a smile.

After our delicious breakfast we spend the entire day relaxing and goofing around which was really nice since the boys are always busy fimling or at meetings.

We had made our way outside as the boys jumped into the pool to cool off from the hot California weather. Sitting at the edge of the pool as my feet dangled into the water I watched Grayson play with our son as Ethan tried teaching him how to do tricks. A hand subconsciously went to my now flat stomach that in just a few months would be huge and full with life. Looking up Grayson, he quickly turned to me as if knowing I was looking at him and smiled at me which I couldn't help smile back as I slide into the pool. Swimming over to them I leaned forward into Grayson and kissed him, surprising him as he froze in place.

"What was that for?" He asked pulling me close to him when I pulled away.

"As a thank you. Today's been great also it was a big thank you for helping to make me a mother for both of our babies." I smiled up at him.

"Your welcome. Wait, what do you mean both?" He asked. As my smile widened he looked down dumbfounded. I could basically see the gear's turn in his head as everything seemed to click as he stared down at me in shock.

"You- you're pregnant?" He asked quietly.

"Yes." I smiled. In a split second I was wrapped in his arms and spun around in the water.

"God I fucking love you. ETHAN! Y/N's pregnant! We're having another baby!" He yelled happily.

"Another baby? Im gonna be an uncle x2? Yes more corruption!" He cheered as he grabbed our son and spun him around.

"Your gonna be a big brother!" He said down to my son who smiled at me and Grayson in the pool as if he knew what that really meant.

"I love our little family." Grayson whispered in my ear as his hand went to my stomach.

Requested: Ok so you’re crying in your parked car and that’s how you meet with one of the twins ? :)

A/N: Ethan blurb.

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The stress of the day had finally caught up to me. A soon as I had a second to myself all of my pimped up emotions just flowed out. Banging on the steering wheel a few times as hot tears flowed down my face, I closed my eyes in frustration. It didn't faze me that I sat in drenched clothes from the rain I had just walked through to get to my car but it definitely will later when I realize I've messed up my seat. I didn't even try to hold back my loud cries at this moment because I didn't care who heard me or even saw me.

A loud honk rang out from in front of me making me jolted upright in my seat from the sudden sound. Staring forward through my blurry window I couldn't tell where the horn came from until it came again. Directly in front of me sat a black BMW with a figure in the drivers seat. Turning on my windshield wipers my vision was slightly better now that I could see the person. But my eyes focuses on a piece of white paper before the actual person.

You okay?

Roaming my eyes upwards to the papers owner the stranger looked back at me with a sympathetic look. Shaking my head 'no' I could see his shoulders slump as he sat back into his seat. Mimicking his action I layed back into my seat aswell listening to the rain pelt against my car.

A few minutes later the rain eased up as the sun began to break through the dark clouds. Staring out of my side window I didn't notice the stranger from the car in front of me get out and walk towards my car. A knock on the passenger side window pulled my from the daze as I saw the driver. Rolling down my window somewhat to hear what he was about to say, I was actually able to take in his appearance. Pretty attractive if you ask me.

"Hi." He said.

"Um. Hello." I replied.

"Not to sound like a creep or anything but I happened to watch you walk to your car eariler and just knew something was up then when I saw you cry.." He said.

"Yeah sorry you had to witness that." I joked letting out a forced laugh. His brows pushed together as he awkwardly looked away towards his left side.

"Wanna see something?" He randomly said with excitement.

"Sure?" I replied confused. Watching him round the front of my car he waited patiently for me to open my door and get out. As my feet hit the damp ground he pointed behind making me turn around in curiosity. A bright rainbow shinned across the sky as the sun glowed above it.

"Wow." I said in amazement.

"Yeah wow. You see even after a terrible storm something beautiful can emerged from it." He said. Looking up at him I smiled kindly knowing he meant something deeper then just a rainbow.

"I'm Ethan by the way." He said

"Y/N." I replied. We causally turned back to the rainbow and stood there in silence for a minute or two just watching its beauty.

"Nice taylor swift move back there?" I said as I turned to get into my car.

"Obvious huh? I couldn't think of anything else." He said rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.

"Anyone whos anyone would of recognized the gesture. You belong with me? Cheesy but efficient." I said laughing lightly which made him relax.

"Maybe we'll see eachother some other time to watch a rainbow form." He said moving away from my car towards his.

"Is that a way of asking me out or something?" I questioned raising an eyebrow.

"Maybe." He replied with a smile. I let out a soft laugh and returned his smiled. Gesturing for his phone he quickly pulled it out and gave it to me. Typing in my number I sent myself a quick text to make sure I had his number aswell.

"Goodbye Ethan." I said getting into my car.

Requested: can you may write something ‘bout Nolan ? ly

A/N: a lil cute Nolan blurb

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He always watched you from a far, not in a creepy way but more as a memorized by your beauty way. Which was true in a sense, when ever you walked into a room he was completely memorized by you. The way the loose strains of your chestnut hair fell out of the french braid your always seemed to wear, the light freckles that framed your cheeks, the way your soft voice sounded when you talked to him, your ocean blue eyes that shined so bright when you laughed at something his older brother would say. At the sudden thought of his brother he shook his head and turned away. He never understood how a man like his brother captured the attention of an angel like you.

Focusing back on his math homework he tried to ignore your giggles as Grayson lightly tickeld you in a teasing way as the two of you walked towards his room. The sound of another pair of heavy footsteps came from the opposite hall and came up behind him as large hands slapped down onto his shoulders.

"You finish my project yet?" Ethan asked peering over Nolans shoulder.

"Not- not yet. I wanted to finish my work first." Nolan said uncomfortably due to Ethans strong presents behind him. Before Ethan could reply an angelic voice called out grabbing both his and Ethan's attention.

"Nolan! Come here I want to ask you something." Y/N called out. Nervously looking up at Ethan who was just as confused, Ethan quickly grabbed the neck of his t-shirt pulling him up as they walked over towards Grayson's room. As they entered Nolan couldn't help but suck in a quick breathe. You were wearing nothing but Grayson's Ocean Alley's t-shirt as you straddled his waist. Their was more skin on display then he has ever seen from you as you lightly roamed your hands up Grayson's bare chest while he layed on his back.

"NOLA- oh I didn't know you were there. Anyways I was wondering if you wanted to come with us to the movies tonight." You asked hopefully.

"The movies?" He questioned.

"Yes that's what I said." You joked. Nolans eyes roamed over towards Grayson's to see his expression but was faced with more of a bored look then anything.

"Uh I don't know. I have a lot of homework to do." He trailed off. Fidgeting with his jackets zipper he looked down at his feet awkwardly.

"Nonsense. Ethan can do his own damn project instead of being lazy." She snapped as he glared a Ethan. He simply rolled his eyes at her remark then went to sit on Grays bed with them.

"So. Movies you in?" She asked again.

"Um- yeah sure." He said quietly. A loud squeal sounded out as she jumped off of Grayson and into Nolans arms. Completely taken back by your gesture, he didn't have enough time to respond and hug back before you pulled away from him.

"Great,okay. Yay. It starts at 7:30 so we're leaving at 7:00. Be ready by like 6:30ish." She said. Nolan nodded his head then quickly left the room fearing a change of mind. He was still in disbelief as to what just happened. No girl has ever asked him to go somewhere, neverless one of his brothers girlfriends. Y/N was different and he liked that. Smiling to himself as he walked into his room he began to get ready even though he had a few hours to, his excitement was just to overpowering.

As time ticked by 6:45 rolled around rather quickly. The three boys were lounging on the couches as they waited for y/n to be finished. The sound of a sneaker sqeak made Nolans head shoot up.

"Alright Im ready." She said pulling on her hoodie over her head. With that they all stood up and headed towards the door.

"Yay. Movie night with my boys!" She said loudly making Grayson laugh and pull her to him. They headed towards Grayson's porsche making Nolans stomach drop in disappointment slightly. As they opened their doors and got in, Nolan stood back awkwardly waiting for Grayson to open the truck.

"Come on Nol. Sit with me." Y/N said as she slide into the backseat. He looked shocked as he looked towards Grayson who simply nodded and held the door open for him. Quickly getting in before they changed their mind he sat down next to y/n. After a few minutes of driving and jamming out to music y/n slid over a little closer to Nolan.

"Hey." She said.

"H-hi." He replied nervously.

"So, I know how Gray and E treated you earlier and that's going to stop." She said. Staring back at y/n skeptically he wasn't sure what to say.

A/N: After re-reading the series I didn't like how fast the plot developed so I've been rewriting the current parts that are up. Some parts are still the same, others are different and have added scene's. Here's part 1. She's a long one so watch out. Enjoy.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

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An eerie quietness fell over the neighborhood as I closed my car door. The quiet thumps of my boots hitting the broken slabs of concrete sidewalk were the only noise that could be distinctly heard. It had to be around 3 a.m by now but I wouldn’t of known since my phone was currently smashed to piece's on my living room floor. Pulling my leather jacket closer to my body to help keep out the chill, I neared my destination. About a block away at the end of the almost abandoned street sat a fairly new looking home surrounded by cars and motorcycles. A warm almost inviting glow was hidden behind the closed curtains that framed the windows. A soft buzz of chatter could be heard as I got closer. Carefully maneuvering my way through the vehicles, I stopped and stood at the bottom of the steps that led up to the door and front porch. Damn. I haven’t been here in years but everything still seemed familiar. I still knew every inch of this house as if it were my own which it basically was to my 16 year old self, but now it was all just a distant memory. Taking a deep breathe, I reluctantly made my way up the steps. My boots sounded heavy against the newly placed wood, no doubt alerting everyone inside that someone was out here. Pulling open the screen door that was the only thing separating me from my past, I raised my arm and moved my clenched hand forward. Only to stop mere centimeters from the wooden door. I should of just called, I thought to myself. There was no need to do this face to face, yet here I was. No more hesitating. I have to do this. I need to do this. Taking another deep breath and rolling my shoulders back to relaxed slightly, I brought up my knuckles banged them against the cold wooden door. Knocking hard three times, I backed up slightly and harded my facial expression. Game face. The chatter inside died down alittle and the sound of footsteps were nearing the door. As the lockes clicked unlocked, my breath hitched when realization finally kicked in. Here goes nothing. The door was swung open and the familiar scent hit me like a ton of bricks but I quickly pulled myself together, pushing back any emotions that dared to break the surface. Looking back at me curiously stood someone I’ve never seen before. He looked pretty young and old at the same time, had to be no more then 17. His scruff aged him more than it should of but his baby face showed his youth. The jet black hair of his layed messily underneath the hood that was lazily thrown up. His bright green eyes were shinning as if he was just laughing hysterically at something. The throat being cleared from this unknown boy helped regain my attention when he caught he taking in his features.

“Can I help you?” His deep voice rang out into the air as his eyes narrowed in on me. Mentally clearing my mind and straightening up slightly to help with the height disadvantage I was at, I began to speak. 

“You can help me by stepping aside and letting me in.” I said emotionless.

"And why would I do that?" He said leaning into the door frame as he crossed his arms.

"Because I said so. So move." I said getting slightly annoyed.

"Yeah. Okay." He said stepping back as if he was about to let me walk in, only to shove me back by my shoulder and began to close the door. Okay, I wont play nice then. Kicking my leg out to stop the door from closing, I pushed myself inside. Taken back from my sudden aggressiveness, he quickly put himself inbetween me and the destination i seeked.

“You have about 5 seconds to get off the property or you’ll regret it, little one.” He said down to me.

"Little one?” I repeated quietly as I moved in closer to him, dangerously close. Lifting up my hand, I gently traced my finger down his jawline stopping at his chin.

“Oh honey the only little one here is you.” I said grabbing the collar of his hoodie and pulling him out of the doorway and onto the ground of the porch.

“Word of advice, never threaten me again. Or you’ll regret it.” I hissed at him. As I walked in, memories began to flow. Everything looked fairly the same, some changes had occured throughout the years though. New furniture, fresh layer of paint on the walls, pictures in picture frames taken out and replaced with new memories. A loud familiar laugh soon invaded my ears as it came from where the living room should be, unless that changed too. Before I could chicken out and run away, my feet were already reluctantly  moving me in that direction. Fast and loud footsteps were heading my way as I made my way ddeeper inside, no doubt from the boy I just met. When his figure emerged from the corner and spotted me, he lunged forward and tried to grab my arms only to be kneed in the groin and pushed onto the floor. This small commotion caused everyone to turn from their spots on the couches and look at the noise. Confused and shocked faces met my hardened one as they spotted me. No one said anything, just stared back with blank expressions, except for a brunette whose tits were basically pouring out of her tank top.

“Who the hell are you?” She said standing up from the recliner. Before she could take a step forward the arm from the guy next to her shot out infront of her to stop her from moving closer. She looked up confused as to why she was halted and was about to say something but the sound of glass breaking beat her to it. Looking to my right to where the shatter came from I saw a familiar face. My heart skipped a beat in excitement as my eyes connected with his. 

“Y/n?” He said in pure and utter shock. A smile spread across my lips as I closed the distance between us and ran into his arms. A few seconds later after his mind click on and realized I was real, he returned my hug and held me tight against him. I don't know what came over me to run into his arms like that but I was secretly happy I did. I hadn’t even noticed a single tear left my eyes until we broke apart to get a good look at one another when he quickly swiped it off my face. 

“Ethan.” I said breathlessly. His small smile grew bigger as he released me from his grasp. Our little moment was ruined by a deep groan from behind me, turning around I completely forgot about the boy I kneed a moment ago.

“What happened to you?” Ethan asked as he peered past me. The boy didn’t say anything instead just pointed at me instead. 

“She did this? Y/n, you’ve been here for not even 5 minutes and are already causing trouble.” He teased.

“What can I say, trouble seems to follow me. In my defense he didnt let me inside when I was being nice then he threatened me then basically came at me so he’s lucky all he got was a kick to the balls.” I said blankly.

“Still got it I see. Attitude and all.” He laughed.

“Kinda hard to forget. Blame it on the muscle memory.” I joked. Ethan rolled his eyes and bent down to pick up the glass from his cup he broke. Someone else I didnt know got up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen to get a broom.

“Damn y/n in the flesh. Never a sight I thought we’d ever see again.” A voice said behind me. I turned around just in time to see two large bodies come hurling at me, wrapping me up in their arms and squishing me between them. I laughed shortly but quickly was over the unwelcomed contact, getting irrated and began pushing them off of me.

“No more y/n sandwhich!” I said facing them. 

“Aw c'mon y/n/n, you know you love it. Being between me and Russ is a fantasy of yours, we know it.” Tyler joked as he smirked at me. Roaming my eyes over their body, I couldn’t help but take in the sight in front of me. Definitely not those scrawny 17 year old boys I once knew. Fully grown men now stood in front of me with toned muscle flexing underneath their too tight of a shirt, jeans perfectly wrapped around there muscular legs. Rolling my eyes at his comment, I gave them a small smile in return trying not to crack too much and show my soft. Standing back, I began to take in the new faces around us. A few of the guys that were sitting on the couch watching everything unfold in front of them looked to be around our age while the other 3 relaxing in the floor looked to be in their late teens just like the boy I met at the door. Awkwardly standing around waiting for Ethan to return, my eeyes fell onto a specific spot of the leather couch.

"Take a load off y/n." Russ said taking his previous spot on the couch across the room. Slowly walking to the couch, I hesitantly fell back into the only familar couch that still sat against the wall. It was still in the perfect position to see the TV and best spot to get to the kitchen and bathroom. Taking a seat in the only spot where I ever sat. My spot. The left corner next to the table. Closing my eyes and letting my head fall back onto the couch, I let out a deep sigh and surprisingly allowed myslef to relax into the familiarity. I was brought back to reality from an obnoxiously loud laugh. Ethan was making his way over to me with two beers carefully hheld in his fingers. Putting out his hand for me to take one, e rose his eyebrow when I hesitantly took it from him. He sat down next to me as he laughed quietly and shook his head.

“It’s as if you never left.” He said taking a swing of his beer.

"Oh but thank god I did." I replied under my breath as I took a sip of my beer. Wincing at the strange taste I took my lips of the bottle.

“What the f-. Light beer?” I said looking over at Ethan.

"Yep. We’re trying to maintain our amazing bodies and beer doesnt really help. It was Grays idea.” Ethan said nonchalantly. Tensing up at his name I remembered the main reason I was here. I knew I was going to let myself get caught up with all the reminiscing and comfortiblilty that I would forgot the only reason I even came back here. Noticing my uncomfortably state he gave me a sympathetic look which I didn't like at all. Pushing all flashbacks and feelings away, I refocused myself. 

“Where is he E?” I asked not looking up from the spot on the floor I was staring a hole in.

“Around. He was pissed at everyone and everything earlier. Left in a rage. Wouldn't even talk to Hailey.” He said avoiding looking at me after the last sentence left his lips. 

“Hailey?” I asked looking up at him. He motioned over to the kitchen with his beer, ignoring my stare. Following the direction he motioned with, my eyes met the backside of the brunette from before. Her bootyshorts road up her ass showing alittle too much booty. 

“Figures.” I laughed as I downed my beer. Ethan laughed at my remark and silently agreed with a simple head nod. 

“But seriously Eth, where is he? I didn’t just come here to take a trip down memory lane.” I said looking at him.

"Then why are you here?” A deep voice asked from the other side of the room. Freezing up instantly at the sound of his voice, I mentally cursed at myself for letting him take my by surprise and make me feel how I was. An overly excited squeal sounded out from the kitchen followed by footsteps.

“Baby!” The brunettes, or known as Haileys voice broke out into the silence that now hung in the air. From the corner of my eye I saw him quickly dismiss her as he walked closer to us. I smirked inwardly a little but instantly dropped it to remain my neutral look. Giving myself a small pep talk, I reluctantly rotated in my spot and faced him. As soon as my eyes hit his hazel ones, I knew I was a goner. So many emotions flowed through my body at once, I didnt know which one to react with first. Neither of us said anything as we stared at eachotheer allowing the tension to grow in the air. Ethan put a reassuring hand on my thigh to help edge me on, in which Grayson quickly took noticed of right away and narrowed his eyes. Noticing the slight change in his demeanor, I pushed Ethan’s hand off of me like it was on fire. Standing up and placing my beer on the table I stood face to face with him.

“Grayson." I said emotionless as my nails dug into the palm of my hand to help me not shake. Somehow his expression hardened at the sound of his name slipping past my lips.

“Why are you here?” He asked sternly boring his eyes into me as he crossed his arms against his broad chest making his muscle’s flex. In any other moment I would of been drooling over the pure sexual power oozing from him in that tight black shirt but I knew what he was doing. He was trying to intimidate me.

"We need to talk.” I said steadily. He made no advancement to reply or pay any attention to my request. Looking to my side where Ethan sat, I gave him a look we used to share many times when Grayson was being difficult. Grayson was quick to take notice of the smiles that threaten to spread on mine and Ethans face. An animalistic like growl escaped his lips making my head snap towards him.

"Don't even." I warned. That sound was all too familiar to me from the countless fights between me and him or whenever his overprotectness would emerge.

“Excuse me?” He said harshly taking a long stride towards me. Challenging him was one thing he had always told me he admired about me but it always pissed him off none the less. When he was in arms length distance of me and made no motion to be stopping anytime soon, I extended my arm out as it collided with his hard warm chest. At the mere contact he stopped all movement.

“Let's be civil. Talk like the adults we are, or well how I am. I dont know about you.” I sassed as I removing my hand off his chest.

“Im busy.” He said coldly pushing past me. Grabbing at his bicep and turning him around to face I gave him a hard look. I heard someone intake a hard breath as they watched me man handle him.

“Grayson Bailey! If it wasn’t important I wouldn’t of dragged myself back into this shithole.” I said angrily at his childish antics which earned a couple of defensive ‘heys’ from the boys.

“Shithole? Well this 'shithole' used to be your home.” He scuffed and pulled his arm out of my grasp.

“Gray, please.” I said as it came out barely above a whisper. Looking up at him, I noticed he was already staring down at me with an unreadable expression. He narrowed his eyes at me and knitted his eyebrows together as if he was thinking. Then in a blink of an eye, wrapped his large hand around my wrist and pulled me behind him without another word. 

“But baby-” An annoying whine called out from close behind us as we walked out of the living room. Grayson stopped mid step, making me inconveniently slam into his back and instinctively wrapping my freed arm around his waist. He didnt turn around but just turned his head back slightly to look at Hailey. 

“Leave us alone. I’ll deal with you later.” He said as he contiuned to walk and head towards the stairs. Ethan was causally leaned up against the wall no doubt waiting for us when he finally spoke.

“Gray man, let’s take a second to calm down. No need to be rash.” He said calmly as he tried to reach for my wrist in Graysons grasp. Grayson pushed him back slightly as he brought me forward so my back was now securely pressed up against his chest with his arm holding me in place by my waist. As soon as Ethan took in the expression Grayson was giving him and my knowingful gaze, he lifted his hands up in surrender and backed away back into the living room. He knew how things were going to get settled between us and as soon as Grayson and I had made eye contact but he hoped it wouldn't. Ethan would never admit it but he was always proud and happy for me when I finally left because he knew I could finally be who I wanted to be and reach my full potential instead of being stuck here and never see what the world had to offer. Without warning Grayson quickly rushed up the stairs with me in his arm, almost making me fall over my own damn feet.

“Fuck Grayson, I can walk on my own!” I said pushing myself out of his grasps. He ignored my whine and walked to the far end of the hallway where his bedroom still sat. Following him towards his room, he waited for me to get inside then slammed the door shut. 

“Talk.” He said harshly as he walked into his large walkin closet, stripping himself from his shirt and throwing it a basket in the process. He walked back out a few moments later in a pair of sweats that hung low on his hips and a t-shirt thrown over his shoulder. If I say so myself he has definitely been keeping his body in check. 

“Sit.” He said pointing to his bed as he pulled on his shirt. 

“No. Do I look like a dog?” I said crossing my arms and leaning back against the door.

“Did it fucking sound like an option? And well you are a bitch.” He said as he grabbed my arm and pushed me onto his bed.

“If you keep manhandling me, I’ll swear I’ll chop of your dick Dolan.” I said glaring up at him as I sat up from my thrown position. All he did was roll his eyes and make his way over the the desk that sat in the far corner near to the window. I noticed a small digital clock that sat on the desk and it read 4:45 a.m. Letting out a breath I didn't realized I had held in, all the exhaustion I have been holding back seemed to finally release myself as I let myself fall back into the bed. 

“I said sit, not lay.” He said still facing away from me.

“Never listened to you before so why start now.” I said rolling onto my side to face his direction. He was looking at paper work that was scattered on top of the desk when he felt my gaze on him, making him twist around and looked at me. He seemed to get lost in his own thoughts as he watched me. His face seemed to soften up somewhat before it disappeared and he turned around.

“Don’t lay like that.” He said bringing his attention back to the papers in front of him.

“Lay like what? I’m literally just laying down.” I said annoyed as I sat up. 

“Like you used to when I worked. Like you belong there, in my bed.” He said as his shoulders drooped..

"But Hailey can lay in your bed because she belongs here right?” I said surprising myself at the petty jealousy that was laced in my voice. He had stopped moving as his back muscles tensed back up. 

“She doesn’t come in my room. She especially does not lay in my bed.” He replied. Feeling somewhat satisfied with his answer, I took a moment to look around the room. It was pretty much the same. All the same furniture was still there just moved around, shelves still held the same objects, clothes were still all over the floor. His bed side table still held my initials I had carved in many years ago so that any girl he brought home after me would know hes will always be mine. Reaching out to touch my engraved initials, memories of that day flowed back.

"What are you doing." Graysons voice said startling me slightly.

"Nothing." I replied as I moved my book over the small scratches.

"Baby, guilt is written all over your face." He said walking into his room and over to where I layed. Staring down at me, he tried to pick out any sign as to what I was just doing. When my eyes twitch to the left a little his gaze followed as he investigated the side table. He noticed the small curved wood scraps from when I removed them with his switch blade. Pushing the only thing on the table to the side he stared down at my initial for my first name on it.

"What were you doing?" He asked. Some anger rushed through him at the thought of you ruining his furniture but he was also very curious.

"I was engraving my initials." I said making eye contact with his beautiful hazel orbs.

"Why?" His deep voice asked.

"So that any girl you bring into your bedroom after me knows that you will always be mine." I said staring at my unfinished job. He stayed quiet after my little jealous explosion and simply grabbed his switch blade that was closed up in my hand and contiuned to carve my last names initial in right next to me first.

"No girl will ever come in here after you cause your it for me." He said leaning down and cupping my face gently in his hands. Smiling up at him, I wrapped my arm around his neck and pulled him down towards me. His soft lips met mine as a smile broke out from him.

Getting brought back from my flashback from his gaze I could feel on me as I mindlessly traced over the edged markings, I knew he felt that same way I did. Dangerous waters we were treading. The possibility of opening up wounds that have been healed up for the past four years was closer then I wanted. Sighing, I lifted myself up off the bed and walked over to where he was standing. Reaching into my pocket to grab the reason I was here, I unfolded it and layed it out infront of him. He quickly grabbed it as he read it over and spun around to face me. 

“Where did you get this.” His asked as his voice came out strained as if he was trying to hold his emotions back. 

“It was in my apartment, attached to this.” I said pulling out the picture I had in my other pocket. He grabbed the photo from my hands and stared down at it before snapping his head up to look at me.

“Im serious. Tell me where you got this y/n.” He said a little more louder this time.

“In my apartment! On my fucking cutting bored with a knife stabbed throught them." I replied annoyed. He ran his fingers through his hair and pushed past me.

“Don’t fucking play games!” He yelled as he turned to face me. His face was slightly red and his muscle’s were really protruding. 

“Play games?! Are you fucking kidding me? Do you think I would of came back here if I was 'playing games'. The last place I would ever want to be is back here with you.” I yelled at him as I clenched and unclenched my fists at my side. He seemed slightly taken back by my outburst but quickly stiffened back up as he dropped the paper and photo on the bed and walked over to his dresser. After rummaging through one of the draws, he pulled out a metal box and brought it over. Opening it up he dumped out all of the piece’s of paper that were held with in. Looking down at them, I noticed they all had the same thing written on all of them in the same hand writing.

What’s poor old Grayson Dolan without his girl? And I don’t mean that little whore you’ve been keeping around. How’s y/n? She looks good, too good. Makes me want to have her squirming underneath me as she cried out in pain.

They were all similar to the note I got. Same messy hand writing and same type of paper, but my referred to Grayson and told me things werent as they seemed also mine came along with a picture of Gray and I when we had to be around 18 years old, sitting outside on the porch with me on his lap. Honestly I didn’t know what to say. Grayson had physical hand written threats targeted against me and decide to just keep it a secret. As soon as I saw the note and pitcure at my place, I was in the car making the 3 ½ hour drive over here without thinking but he didn’t even think to even pick up the phone to tell me.

“How- how long have you had these?” I said looking at the piece’s of paper as a moment of silence fell over us.

“A couple months. I recieved some pictures too of you, they looked recent.” He said unbothered. 

“What?! A couple months? You've received threats against me for months and got pictures of me recently? Are you fucking kidding me? Did you even think to tell me or was the small brain of yours too stupid and thought ’oh I better not tell y/n cause im a selfish dumbass and only does whats best for me, fuck y/n right? Who cares what happens to her’.” I yelled at him. He stood there taking my yelling with a clenched his jaw then began putting the papers back into the box along with my note and my picture. Once everything was put away he turned to walk back to his dresser.

“Stop ignoring me! What th-” I began to yell but he interrupted me by the loud sound of him slamming the dresser draw close.

“IM NOT FUCKING IGNORING YOU! If you would shut up for just a goddamn second and let me talk then you would of found out I handled the fucking situation already!” He screamed back at me. As he took a step forward I took one back. I wasnt necessarily afraid of him but I knew he was unpredictable when he was mad.

“What do you mean took care of it? Cause from where Im standing it looks like you didnt.” I said. 

“When I said I took care of it, I took care of it.” He said walking towards his door and opening it up.

“Now get out and leave.” He spat out at me. 

“You're joking right?” I asked in disbelief. Shaking my head I stood up but didnt make a move towards the door.

“After all these years I really would of thought that ego of yours would of actually shrunk but damn was I wrong. 'I took care of it'. What type of shady crap are you back into now? Or did you never leave that part of your life behind like you always promised you would. Cause from what I remember you told me you stopped working for those guys only for me to find you beating some guy almost to death a week later over some money he owed you. Then on top of all that bullshit I found out you had your own little gang and BROUGHT ETHAN INTO IT! And we all know how that ended, don’t we Grayson.” I said as anger rose in me. He looked over at me from the spot on the wall hes been staring at and I could of sworn his eyes darkened. 

"You're the one who left. You walked away. I was done with all of that shit then you left.” He said dangerously low as he stalked towards me.

“And why do you think I left? Huh? Maybe cause I was tired of you lying to me, coming back home at ungodly times of the night, bruises all over, money just coming in from nowhere, PEOPLE TRYING TO GET TO YOU THROUGH ME. The list goes on and on! Remember Marcus? What happened there? Who’s fault was that? Who’s fault was it when I was in the hospital for three goddamn days because of a fucking gun shot wound? Huh? I was FUCKING 17 FOR CRYING OUT LOUD! I missed most of my stupid senior year because of you. I didn’t go to prom because of you! Couldn’t go to graduation! I almost didnt get the chance TO GO FUCKING COLLEGE BECAUSE OF YOU! My own parents basically disowned me when they found out I got pregant with your baby only to have that fucking miscarriage. I gave up my entire life for you. So dont you fucking stand there trying to acting all innocent and try to blame anything on me. I left because loving you was the DUMBEST DECISION I had ever made!” I yelled. I didnt even notice the tears that were falling down my face until my eyes became so blurry I couldn’t see. I reluctantly let out a loud whimper as a pair of arms wrapped around me and held me against its chest.

“No! Get away from me. I hate you! I hate you.” I said as I punched at his chest and tried to get away. Memories I hadn’t thought about in years kept flooding my mind as I cried hysterically into Graysons chest. The whole house stood quiet expect for my loud uncontrollable sobs. I had soon forgotten that the door was wide open and that everyone obviously had to of heard everything, which made me cry even more. Soon later my sobs quiet down and the tears dried up but my body was drained emotionally and physically. I felt Graysons grasp loosen slightly on me but still held me close as he gently removed my jacket. In one swift motion he had me up in his arms then placed me gently into the middle of his bed. Removing my boots, he pulled up the blanket that was draped messily on his bed and placed it comfortably on top of me. When he was about to pull away, something in me reached out to grab his arm and pull him slightly towards me. He pulled away lightly to much of my dismay as he walked away and closed the door. I thought he had left but soon the lights were shut off and the corner of the blanket lifted up from behind me. Once he was settled in and somewhat relaxed I scooted back trying to get some sort of body contact I was craving at the moment. To my surprise he was on his side facing me so that when I wiggled back his chest was pressed up against my back. He stiffened up at the contact and didnt dare move so I reached behind me, grabbing at his free arm and wrapped it around me. He quickly relax into my touch and tightened his grip around me bringing me close to him. 

"Gray..” I whispered as my eyes stung from the tears forming again. He quietly hushed me and kissed the top of my head as he pulling me closer into him. Silent tears rolled down my cheeks and from the wetness on the back of my neck and uneven breathing in my ear. I could tell he was crying as well. 

A/N: Tweaked it a bit so it flows better. Its lengthy so be prepared. Also not edited and she was difficult and not uploading so what you have is what you'll get. Enjoy. 

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The steam that slowly poured out of the bathroom gave the room a new sense of warmth and the soothing sound of running water had caused my heavy eyelids to lift open. Stretching my achy bones and stiff muscles, I let out a loud obnoxious yawn. A deep laugh entered the air making me snap my head to the right. A small smile spread across Graysons lips as he took in the sight of me in his bed. Taking a second to take in his morning appearance, I saw that his hair which was in need of a cut soon was messily tossed around on top of his head and his cheeks were slightly puffy. He had a few light red indention on his bare chest from the position he must of fallen asleep in. Propping myself up on my elbows, I left out another yawn allowing my head to fall forward a little in the process. Looking down and taking in my current state, I gasped and pulled the blanket closer to my chest. 

“Where the fuck is my shirt?” I whispered yelled towards Graysons direction.

“You took it off last night along with your pants because you said and I quote ‘clothes are for losers’.” He said smiling ear to ear as he pulled out a pair of shorts from his dresser and walked towards the bathroom. Looking around the room which looked suspiciously clean, I didn’t see my clothes anywhere

“They’re in the washer. Its laundry day.” He said as he closed the door to the bathroom. 

“What? Why the hell did you think it was okay to wash my clothes? Who does that?” I said loudly as I pushed the covers off of me. I got no reply except for the sound of music blasting behind the door. Goosebumps soon began to form on my skin due to the sudden drop in temperature when he closed the bathroom door. 

“Fine. Keep them..” I mumbled to myself as I looked around the room for items of his clothing I could take so I could leave already. Quickly walked across the cold hardwood floor to his closet, I skimmed the various shelves and racks. One I realized nothing in here would actually fit me or come close to it, I grabbed a grab a random pair of draw string black sweat pants and a t-shirt. After pulling the shirt over my head, something quickly caught my eyes. Rolled up in a ball on a shelf near the top sat a neatly folded dark blue sweatshirt. Shakily reaching my arm out I took a hold of the still soft bundle. The shredded blue fabric in my hands would look like just another normal blue sweatshirt that needed to be thrown away but it was so much more than that. Gliding my fingers of the rips and holes, I could feel the memories that were woven inside of the fabric come alive like they were just yesterday. Shaking the thoughts away I carefully placed the sweatshirt back where it originally was and walked back into the bedroom. After a moment of searching for my boots, I found them sitting next to Graysons desk with my keys and wallet tucked into them. Tugging them on and lacing them up, I stood up and headed for the door. Stopping shortly at his foot body length mirror I quickly took in my appearance. The bags under my eyes were alittle more prominent then normal but not terribly noticeable, my bed head wasnt that bad thankfully so a quick run of my fingers through it would do the trick. Sighing I opened the door and stepped out, turning around to quietly close the door back up I gazed around Graysons bedroom. Anger and disappointment washed through me as I thought about last nights events. What really got to me the most was how comfortable and relaxed I felt waking up and how I continued to feel comfortable here. And I hated it. I hated how I didn’t even think twice this morning when I woke up in Graysons bed or how I slept basically naked next to him. I hated that no matter how hard I tried to resist, I felt like I was home. A small frown on my face appeared and deepened as I closed the door with a quiet click. Walking down the stairs quietly and quickly so I wouldn't alert anyone I rushed towards the door. 

"Skipping out on breakfast?" Ethans voice asked from behind me startling.

"Yep." I said dryly.

"C'mon don't leave so quickly. Sit, eat with us. I missed you kid." Ethan's said. Turning on my heel I turned to face the morning version of Ethan. The smiley happy energetic morning person he was and only dressed in a pair of plaid pajama pants. 

"Do you guys ever wear clothes?" I joked lightly as I crossed my arms.

"Nope. Your staying for at lease breakfast. Come on." He said grabbing my arm lightly and dragging me to the kitchen.

"How about y/n's famous breakfast?" Ethan asked as he hopped up on the counter top.

“You wish.” I said.

"I do wish. And I always get what I wish for." He said jumping down and walking over towards the fridge grabbing a carton of eggs and a pack of bacon.

"Please. No one here can cook like you. They always over cook the bacon or the eggs come out wrong." Ethan pouted. Glaring at him for a minute I reluctantly grabbed the food and walked over to the stove.

“YES! Half of y/n’s famous breakfast!” He yelled out excitedly as I grabbed the pans.

"You owe me Dolan." I snapped back.

10 minutes later the kitchen was filled with the aroma of freshly cooker bacon. My stomach loudly growled as I placed the finished products on two large plates. As soon as I finished Tyler and Russell came rolling into the kitchen grabbing a plate and started taking food.

“How come whenever there’s food involved you two bozos just so happen to show up?” I asked placing a hand on my hip. 

“It’s our 6th sense.” They said at the same time causing everyone to laugh, even me. Grabbing a small plate, I loaded it with some food in hopes of finishing it fast. As everything died down and everyone settled down to eat Grayson walked into the kitchen. He was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a white shirt with the sleeve’s cut off. 

“Damn something smells good.” He said as he reached the two large plates with eggs and bacon.

“Y/N cooked breakfast for us.” Ethan said with a mouth full of toast and eggs.

“Just like the good old days.” Russell added in as he got up for seconds. I felt Graysons eyes on me but I kept myself focused on my food. Russ soon diverted his attention off of me and onto him as he asked Grayson if he wanted a plate. He didn’t say anything but grabbed the clean plate next to me and began piling food on. The few people that were here earlier enjoying their morning had left once Grayson appeared, leaving the 4 of us to an awkward silence that quickly fell over the kitchen as we all ate. After finishing pretty quickly I walked to the sink and placed the plate inside. Turing on the tap I began rinsing my plate, a force of habit, when the front door swung open.

“Did you guys order breakfast and not tell me?” Haileys whiny voice called out. Inwardly groaning I began to wash faster so I could get the hell out of here already. Boy did something about her just aggravate me. 

“Nah, y/n/n cooked.” Ethan said. Getting up and pouring himself a drink then jumping up to sit on the countertop picking at the last pieces of bacon left on the plate. 

“But man do I wish we could of had her infamous french toast.” Tyler said dramatically gazing off into the distance.

“Its literally bread, eggs, cinnamon and vanilla.” I said turning around to Tyler. 

“But baby yours is the best." He exclaimed. A smile passed by my lips even though I tried to hold it back.

“Oh that’s Y/N/N, I thought she left last night after her little freak out.” She said a little too loudly, purposelessly for me to hear. I straightened up slightly from her comment that happened to just rubs me the wrong way. Just when I was about to turn around, I was stopped by Ethans hard chest pressing up against my backside holding me in place. 

“Not worth it.” He said whisperer quietly into my ear. Taking a deep breath, I leaned back into his chest instinctively and nodded. Yeah he’s probably right but she better keep her damn comments to herself. 

“E?” I said. He hummed in response and leaned his chin on my shoulder. “Personal space.” I softly laughed out. 

“Nah your warm.” He said wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me closer. His right hand began to lightly tickle my side which made me spaz out and push myself from his grasp. 

“Don’t.” I warned him.

“Don’t what?” He said taking a step towards me with a smirk on his face. 

“Ethan, Im serious.” I sternly said alittle louder this time catching everyones attention. 

“Ethan im serious.” He mocked me. 

“Im not kidding Dolan.” I said taking a small step back. 

“You still fast or did you leave that behind as well?” He asked just as he leaped forwards at me. Letting out a loud squeal I quickly turned around and sprinted out of the kitchen. 

“Why does this always happen to me?” I yelled as I ran for my life around the corner. Ethan laughed out from behind me as well as the guys in the kitchen. Reaching the living room as I leaped over the small glass table and made a beeline back to the kitchen.

“That was dangerous women!” Ethan yelled as he followed me. 

"Im a dangerous women!" I yelled back. Just as I was about to make it passed the stairs and enter the small dining room, he grabbed the hem of my shirt yanking me back into him as he lifted me up and threw me over his shoulder. 

“No! Ethan put me down!” I yelled as I quickly thrashed in his arms. He just laughed at my freakout as he walked towards the kitchen. 

“Put me down! Put me down!” I yelled out again only this time panic was laced in my voice. My anxiety was beginning to kick in as I felt my breathes shorten. As much as I plead he still held me over his shoulder so I did the only thing that I thought would work.

“GRAYS-” Before I could finish yelling, I was pulled off of Ethans shoulder and brought into a warm chest where I desperately clunged onto the shirt of my savior.

“What the fuck man? Didn’t you hear her say to let her down!” He yelled at Ethan as one hand rubbed my back. 

“Bro I was just playing.” Ethan defended himself. Grayson mumbled a whatever then bent down alittle to grasp the back of my thighs and lift me up to him so now my legs were wrapped securely around him waist.  I didn't even bother to protests at this sudden position instead I simply held him closer hiding my face in the crook of his neck. He walked us out the front door but not before I could hear several footsteps rush over to see what was happening. When we finally got outside, he carefully sat down on the front porch steps with me in his lap. He tried to pull me away from his chest slightly, only to have me wrap my arms around his neck and hold on tighter. 

“Hey, It’s okay. It’s okay. He didn’t know. Just breathe baby. Breathe with me.” He said softly as he took deeper breathes and rubbed my back. A couple minutes later our breathing was insynce at a normal pace and my grip loosened up. 

“I haven’t had an attack in 4 years.” I said as I leaned my forehead against his shoulder and wrapped my arms around my torso. The front door creaked opened and closed as a pair of footsteps neared us. 

“Hey.” Ethan said awkwardly as he sat next to Grayson. I turned my head slightly in his direction and gave him a small smile. 

“Y/N, im sorry. I didnt know you didn’t like getting picked up so much.” He said apologetically.

“It’s okay E. It’s not that I don’t like getting picked up, it’s just that I don’t like being thrown over someone’s shoulder.” I said laying my head back onto Grays shoulder. Ethan frowned his eyebrows together in confusion but didnt say anything.

“Marcus.” Graysons hard voice replied as he tightened his grip on me.

“Fuck y/n. Im so sorry.” Ethan said placing a caring hand on top of mine.

“It’s okay E, really. You didn’t know.” I said giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. The three of us remained quiet as we enjoyed basking in the warmth the sun brought us and listened to the sounds spring had to offer. After a few minutes passed I awkwardly sat up in Grays lap and tried to stand up but was held down by his arm. Staring down at him confused, I was met with a dazed gaze from him. A look I knew to well, his in deep thought look. Sighing I ran a hand through my hand and sat down in my previous spot. I was tense and uncomfortable now that I was aware of the position we were in but Gray didn't seemed as bothered, he just wrapped a lazy arm around my waist and placed his chin on my shoulder. A few moments later I began to relax and actually enjoy his embrace but would never admit that to myself.

"Let's head inside." Ethan spoke breaking the comfortable silence we all fell into.

"Yeah I should get going." I said staring off into the distance.

"Stay. For alittle longer." Ethan begged. In the corner of my eye I could see Grayson staring at me curiously. Focusing back onto Ethan I noticed his little pouty lip he had going on and his puppy dog eyes in action. Maybe it was the weird comfort ability I refound in the boys or the fact that I actually missed them that made me silently agree. Quickly passing a glance at Grayson he had a questionable look on his face, joy maybe? Walking back into the house I noticed how quiet it really was, like they were all waiting for us. Entering the living room Hailey rose fast from her seat and bombarded Grayson as soon as he came into eye contact. Ignoring them and walking over to the couch, I took a seat in my spot. Ethan plopped down next to me as he threw his hands onto the back of the couch allowing me to slide into his side. The two love birds made there way over to the rest of us then Grayson noticed Ethans position and stared him down. Ethan quickly got the hint and got up with a grunt as Grayson took the open seat next to me, leaving little to no space between us.

“Seriously what’s with you and your brother and not understanding personal space.” I said shoving him lightly. He threw his head back slightly as he laughed then tilted his head towards me flashing a smile that made my heart clench. I missed that smile. The sound of someone clearing their throat made us break eye contact and look up.

“Your in my seat.” Hailey said smirking down at me.

"Your seat?” I asked looking at her like she grew three heads.

“Yes. Now move.” She said making a shooing motion with her hand.

“Excuse me?” I replied back shifting positions so I was facing her better.

“Are you stupid or something? I said move.” She said annoyed.

“Hail. Just sit here.” Grayson said patting the other spot next to him.

“Yeah Hail sit there.” I said leaning back into my spot.

“No this is my spot. That’s my boyfriend your so pathetically clinging to. And this is my house. So move.” She said getting frustrated that I wasn’t budging. I took a quick glance at Grayson who was now looking at the television but I knew his attention was focused on us and not on whatever movie was playing. A small twitch in his lip also gave away how he enjoyed me not backing down.

"Grayy." Hailey whined.

“Just sit down somewhere else already.” He said looking at her then back at the TV. 

“Why aren’t you making her move? That’s my spot!” She said stomping her foot and raising her voice. Grayson snapped his head in her direction as a hard expression mirrored his face.

“Stop acting like a fucking child and sit down. She was there first.” He said sternly while grabbing her arm and pulling her towards the spot next to him. I tried to hold my smirk back but I just couldn’t. 

“Stop smiling.” She said shooting daggers at me. I rolled my eyes at her and focused my attention on Tyler and Ethan who were arm wrestling next to me. After a few rounds Tyler won which caused him to quickly  get tackled by Ethan onto the floor as he show him his ‘real strength’. 

"Are those your clothes?” I heard Hailey quietly ask Grayson. He just hushed her and watched the movie. I hadn’t even noticed I had leaned so far into his side until I was about to jump onto the wrestling boys but was held down by arm around my waist.

“What the-.” I said as I began to move his arm off of me. 

"Let go." I said.

“No. You’ll get hurt.” He said not looking at me. Raising an eyebrow at him I pushed his arm away again.

"Your point? Why does it matter to you?" I said slightly angry at how he was acting. 

"Don't be a child." He said.

"Then don't act like my father." I snapped finally prying his arm off of me.

“And how would you know how a father acts like? Didn’t yours disown you and never talked to you again. I mean I would of done that a lot earlier instead of waiting around for you to get pregnant.” Hailey said laughing slightly.

“What the fuck did you say? What the hells your problem?” I snapped at her. She said nothing as she smiled leaning into Grays tense chest.

“No repeat what you said bitch. If you had the balls to say it the first time then you must have them to repeat it again..” I spoke calmly which made everyone in the room go quiet and tense up. Hailey didn’t say anything but just stayed there smiling at me which made my blood boil more.

“Must suck right. To have your parents that hate you and look at you with disgust only for you to lose the baby in the end. So pathetic.” She laughed out. As soon as the last word left her mouth I flung myself onto her. Tightly gripped her throat, I shoved her onto the ground pinning her down underneath me. In a split second I was ripped off of her and held back.

“You don’t fucking know shit. So keep your damn mouth shut before I break your goddamn jaw.” I yelled at her. She slowly rose coughing in the process as she held her neck.

“Pathetic. Like I said. You don’t even belong here so leave already. If you haven’t noticed you were replaced the second you left. And nobody missed you.” She said. Ethan was about to say something but I interrupted him before he had the chance.

“No let her continue. I wanna hear what her big mouth has to say.” I said as I stuggled to get out of his tight grip. Hailey laughed and walked up to Grayson who was as stiff as a plank of wood. 

“Let’s leave baby.” She cooed disgustingly in his ear but Gray didn’t move instead he kept his eyes on me. “Gray c'mon lets go.” She said more sternly and pulled his arm slightly.

“You’re seriously mental if you think he’d go anywhere with you now. Damn, if I was you I wouldn’t even want to be that close to him right now.” I sneered keeping his eye contact as I talked to Hailey. She narrowed her eyes at me and Gray then tugged his arm again.

“Low fucking move bringing up my past but wanna know a secret? It wasn’t just my past you brought up with that little comment of yours.” I said staring directly at her. Ethan chose the perfect moment to relaxed his grip just enough for me to pull my arms away allowing me to zip towards her as she hid slighty behind Grayson who only side stepped away so I could stand directly infront of her.

“Why do you think he didn’t grab me off of you and Ethan had to? Why didnt he interfere if your his girlfriend? For starters you mentioned his fucking son in a very bad fucking way. Our son. I could just kill you right now but your so not worth my time. Second your not his girlfriend. You never were, never will be. You were just another play thing that was kept around for too long. Hell, he doesn’t even let you in his room. What kind of boyfriend does that? Wanna know something? I was in his room last night even slept in his bed with him.” I said alittle too prouldy for my liking.

“She was in your room?” She looked up at Grayson in shock. He didn’t even bother to look at her when he nodded.

"Wow. Couldn’t even keep your legs closed long enough for one night and had to go and fuck someone who isn’t yours. Probably fucked Ethan too.” She said. 

“Oh honey Grayson is mine. He will always be mine." I growled closing any space between me and Hailey.

"And if me and him did fuck last night you would of definitely heard it. God it’s just so difficult to keep quiet when he uses that skilled tongue of his or when he pounds me mercilessly. Fuck. Just thinking about it gets me all wet. Gray, baby, wanna go upstairs and have alittle fun.” I said smirking down at her as I ran a hand down Graysons chest. That seemed to be the last straw and set her off just as I planned. A lady never swings first. She pushed me backwards harshly then tired to throw a punch but failed when Grayson caught it mid air. 

“You were wrong when you said I was replaced as soon as I left, cause honey no body replaces me, especially not you. But you were right when you said I dont belong here, but then again there’s no place like home. Now get the fuck out of my house.” I said taking a step towards her. She looked between Grayson and I with big eyes of disbelief and anger.

“You heard her. Get out.” Grayson said with no emotion left in his voice. She then pulled her hand out of Graysons grip only to slap me across the face with her other hand. Grabbing my face stinging cheek, I felt it heat up under my touch. I could hear the guys behind me hold their breath as they awaited my next move.

“Oh you stupid bitch. Wrong fucking move.” I spat out as I pulled my arm back and threw my clenched fist forward slamming right into her nose. Blood started gushing out as soon as my knuckles left her skin. Grabbing the back of her neck I walked towards the front door. Throwing her into the door and pinning her agaisnt it I leaned in and whispered into her ear.

“I tried to be nothing but civil with you but my patience can only go so far. And Im one bitch you do not want to mess with." I said pulling her hair so she had to crane her neck back. Grabbing the back of her neck harshly again, I pulled her off the door as I swung it open throwing her out onto the porch in the process.

"Now get your ass off my porch, I don’t want your blood staining the wood. Oh and stay the fuck away from my family and my man.” I said slamming and locking the door. My adrenaline was pumping quickly threw my veins, a feeling I haven't felt in years. A feeling I have always feared but always loved, nothing good ever came from my bad side and I worked so hard to surpress it all these year that this one little slip up was not going to set me back. Turning around slowly everyone was silently  staring at me in disbelief except Grayson. He was standing there with a smirk plastered on his stupid face.

"You said your house. You also called me yours.” He said quietly as he approached me stopping dangerously close. My heart was beating so hard I would of thought he would be able to feel it just standing there. 

“Yeah I did. Don't look too much into it.” I said pushing past him and towards the stairs so I could be sit alone to relax. I felt him follow me just as a warm hand wrapped around my wrist causing me to spin around as I was pinned up agaisnt the wall.

“About fucking time.” Grayson said as he crashed his lips onto mine. It took me a second to register what was happening but my lips were already in motion kissing him back trying to deepen it. Hesitantly wrapping my arms around his neck I slowly threading my fingers through his hair pulling him closer. It just felt so right but it was bad. He was bad, for me. He smoothly slide one arm my waist as the other securely held the side of my neck making sure I couldn’t pull away. Our lips soon moved insynce as our tongue’s danced together. We poured every goddamn emotion into each kiss, 4 years of pumped up anger, pain and love just flowed out. When we finally pulled away to breathe, Grayson simply did not stop. Leaving soft gentle kisses down my jaw line and onto my neck he began grazing his tongue over my skin with every kiss. Biting gently and sucking my skin leaving marks to form to show who I belonged to. He bite gently into my sweet spot right where my neck met my collar bone causing me to let out a breathless moan and cling onto him even more. I moaned out again as his free hand made contact with my skin as it roamed slightly upwards under the sweatshirt leaving goosebumps in its wake. 

 “God I missed you. So fucking much.” He mumbled agaisnt my skin slowly pulling away to look at me. His eyes held so much emotion in them that I could slowly feel myself slip fall back in love with him. Leaning forward I placed a soft kiss on his swollen lips.

“I missed you too, but-” I said but was interrupted by another kiss. 

“No buts. I want to enjoy this before reality comes crashing back down.” He said softly burying his face in the crook of my neck once again placing soft kisses and holding me close. Pulling him closer to me and mimicking his actions, we stood there enjoying eachothers company. My mind was yelling at me to stop and run but my heart was telling me to hold him and never let go. I went to move away when I accidentally brushed my bruised knuckles agaisnt the fabric of his shirt causing me to hiss out in pain. He pulled back slightly when he heard me and grabbed my hand. 

“My babys a bad ass. Yah know it was always a turn on when you get all fired up.” He said smirking. Rolling my eyes at him, he grabbed my good hand intertwined our fingers and walked to the kitchen to grab an ice pack. "

I haven't punched anyone in a long time. Forgot how it felt." I said looking down at my red knuckles.

"Forgot? You? Good one." He said grabbing a zip lock bag filled with ice from the freezer. 

"Shut up." I snapped but had a soft smile threatening to form.

"I've seen you throw harder punches then that and not get a scratch. You've gone soft." He said as we walked to where the guys were. 

 “That bitch got what she deserved.” Russell said as we walked back into the living room. 

“Yeah. And I for one missed you alot when you left.” Tyler said.

 “Yeah cause you couldn’t stare at her ass anymore.” Russell added in rolling his eyes. 

“Yeah….” Tyler joked which earned a glare from Grayson as we sat down, making me smirk. 

“YAY! The gangs back together!” Ethan yelled. 

“Shut up.” We all said insynce.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

A/N: oooo back at it again with a new part. For anyone curious I usually update and or write a new part about 4-5 days after my last update when I feel as though the previous part has done okay and when the anticipation is at it's highest and then I drop a new update without anyone knowing. Cause im just mobbin like that also this ain't edited yet and no were as long as my other parts. Enjoy.

WARNING: cursing, violence, DeAtH?

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Staring blankly into the eyes of my thought to be dead brother, I tried to wrap my head around the fact that he was standing right in front of me. Opening my mouth then closing it as I tried to speak but didn't know the right words.

"I've never actually seen anyone speechless before." Marcus said to my brother. As for Matt he didn't say anything but stare down at me as he looked my body over.

"I said not to hurt her, you know." He spoke as he walked around and neared the table behind marcus.

"She's an aggressive one I'll give you that but I wasn't the one who left those marks." He said looking down at my arms. Following his gaze I noticed that 2 large bruises had began to form on my forearm that were in a clear form of a hand.

"Was it the boy?" Matt asked with his back turned to us.

"Indeed it was. He might be just as aggressive and reckless as our beautiful y/n here." Marcus spoke softly. He stood up and took a few steps towards me stopping my side. Reaching out,he brushed a loose hair away from my face and gently caressed my cheek. Moving my face away from him, I shot him a dangerous look which only caused him to sign and return to his seat. Matt soon returned to us with what looked to be a manila folder that was thick with papers it had held within.

"Okay kid, lets just make it easy on all of us here. I'm going to show you some very important information and all I want to know is your imput. Okay? Fairly easy stuff." He said to me as he opened up the folder and shuffled through a couple papers. Stopping a one he pulled it out and turned it to face me. On this paper was just a bunch of long listed numbers along with time and dates.

"What the hell am I suppose to be looking at?" I said angrily. Matts faced hardened as he inched the paper closer to my face.

"You don't recognize any of this information?" He asked.

"No. Why would I? They're just numbers." I replied.

"They're just number? They're just numbers? NO! THEY ARE NOT JUST NUMBERS. These are very important numbers that deal with alot of money and shipments. Now look again." He said softer as he composed himself. Glaring at him I reluctantly turned to look back at the paper. Scanning line after line nothing looked remotely familar or stood out until I got at the bottom.

"These are from Graysons account." I said snapping my head up to look at Matt.

"Yes they are. And we need someone who knows how to translate these transactions to the specific day and time they are going to be delivered." Marcus said getting up.

"Wait, so let me get this straight. You went through all this trouble just so I would be able to tell you guys when and where? You two are seriously fucked up or just stupid. I don't know anything about what he's running or any information about them. The last time I ever saw anything like this was when I was 18 and I'm pretty sure he's changed quite a few things by now so I wouldn't even be able to get into the main frame to check." I said bluntly. They both stared down at me then up to eachother. Marcus let out a frustrated sigh and walked back over to the table.

"C'mon kid, if anyone could crack these numbers it's you." Matt said.

"Why should I? And don't you dare say for you because less then a few hours ago I thought you were dead. Do you even have any idea how that feels? To except the fact that I thought my big brother wasn't alive." I said as my voice cracked. Looking down at the floor, I tried to push past my emotions that almost broke through the surface. A gentle hand then lifted my face up as a calloused thumb wiped away a stray tear.

"I do know. I watched you lay in a hospital bed for days unconscious not knowing if you were going to be okay. Thinking I would never be able hear your annoying ass voice ever again." He replied.

"And now your working with the man who put me there. Nice." I said pulling away from his grasp. He sighed as he stood up and walked away. Keeping my eyes focused on his back as he stood near Marcus, I began to slowly tune out the world. Slipping into a day dream like stage, I couldn't help but think of what I would be doing right now if I never came back home. Would I be sitting back into my little nook that craddled my window in my apartment as I typed away at my laptop keyboard hoping to finish my essay that was due the next day or maybe I was out with everyone, sitting at the café a few blocks down laughing at something Scott and Maria said as we waited for our small deserts we ordered just like we did everytime none of us were busy. Maybe I was working, pissed off at something an annoying customer just said or enjoying restocking in the back with Justin. I would go for any one of those scenarios right about now instead of the reality that awaited me.

"Y/N, y/n, y/n." I heard my name being sweetly called out. Moving my head towards the direction the voice spoke I could vaguely make out a figure in the distance. My eyes focsued on it as it closed the distance between us.

"Why do you always make things so difficult." He said quietly towards me as he began to walk past me and toward Matt and Marcus who were preoccupied looking at the papers they showed me before. Staring at him in disbelief another figured zipped past me and stood directly behind the boys without being noticed.

"Interesting papers you got there." Tyler said peering over their shoulder.

"About time you got here." Marcus sneered.

"Well we got alittle... Caught up." Ethan said glacing back at me.

"Can't trust anyone these days." I said harshly.

"No you can't." He said turning his attention back the the boys.

"I did tell you to be careful who you trusted, didn't I? All of this would of went a whole lot smoother if you would of just let Ethan drive you back at the shop earlier today. He was suppose to bring you back here so we could of talked but you had other plans." Marcus said.

"Yeah and I wouldn't of gotten the shit beat out of me by your little boyfriend. Oh and thanks for the couple of swings you added in." Matt said as he shoved Ethans shoulder.

"Hey, I had to make it believable. He would have known something was up." Ethan defended. Shaking my head in disbelief, I just couldn't wrap my head around what was unfolding infront of me.

"You betrayed him. Your own brother. For what? A spot on Marcus little gang?" I asked staring him down.

"Like you haven't betrayed him. Don't try to act all innocent." Ethan huffed.

"And what do you really gain out of this?" I asked.

"Power. Money. Anything I want really." Ethan said nonchalantly. Weighting out my options in my mind, I made the choice to not just sit here and wait around to see what happens next. Im not even the type of person to give up so easily so why the hell have I been. I never take the easy route and Im not about to start now.

"Well since this soap opera seems to just carry on and on, I think I'm going to take my cue and skedaddle." I said outloud.

"Aw but why would you wanna go just as things are about to get good?" Tyler said just as the metal doors behind me slammed open. A small commotion was going on behind me followed by a few grunts and cursing. The sound of something being dragged along the floor was more prominate as the footsteps got closer. The loud sound of something heavy hitting the floor caused me to turn my head around.

"Oops sorry. You slipped." One of Marcus's men said down towards the ground. I couldn't exactly see who he was talking to because they were just out of sight.

"Leave him there. We have things to do." Matt said motioning for the men to come over. I could hear a few groans behind me as if the person tried to lift themself up.

"A sight to see isn't it boys. Brings back so many fond memories." Marcus said looking between me and the other person.

"If you want to bring back memories how bout you come alittle closer and I'll knock them into you." The voice said behind me. Marcus laughed out loud but ignored the persons threat.

"Always being the tough guy. How's that worked out for you Grayson?" Matt said as he moved towards us.

"Sure as hell pushed y/n away. Lost Ethan for awhile, even lost yourself. Maybe it's just time to throw in the towel." Matt said behind me. The sound of struggle was heard but stopped when the sound of a skin hitting skin soon was heard. Flinching at the hard noise, I tried wiggling my hands free again. Another grunt voiced out as Grayson was lifted to his feet and dragged over. He was falling over his own feet alittle and struggled to keep him weight up, which ended in him collapsing to his knees right next to me. Without warning he leaned his head to the side and placed it on my thigh. How badly I wanted to reach out and hold him.

"How cute. Like a modern day Romeo and Juliet only this time Romeo gets to witness his dearly beloved Juilet die right in front of him." Tyler said walking over to me. In one quick motion a piece of duct tape was thrown over my mouth as the back of my chair was grabbed and pulled over towards where the rest of the guys stood. Tyler shoved Grayson towards to floor as he walked by making him land with a loud thud. My chair came to a quick hault as I was placed right smack in the middle of the room.

"Let's play a little game. You see I'll ask a question and then you'll answer it. Pretty simple. If I like your answer nothing with happen but...... if I dont, poor y/n will suffer the consequences." Marcus said towards Grayson. I noticed Ethan and Tyler look at eachother with worried expression from the corner of my eye but refocused my attention on one of Marcus's men as he moved over towards Gray. He stepped behind Grayson and pulled him up into a kneeling position as Marcus crouched down in front of him. I knew they were talking but couldn't make out what he was saying over their hushed tones.

"Wrong answer." Marcus's sung out as he abruptly stood up and walked over towards me. The look in his eyes was the same exact look that haunted my dreams causing me the panic and frantically try to free myself.

"I'll make this quick." He said quietly to me as he bent down towards my ear, leaving a kiss on my duct tape covered mouth.

"Too bad. I was always quite fond of y/n." Marcus's said twirling a piece of my hair in his finger. He soon dropped my hair and reached out his hand. A man I recognized from earlier reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a gun then placed it into Marcus's opened palm. Cocking it back to load it, he took a step forward then harshly placed the barrel directly agaisnt my temple. Ethan took a small step forward but was stopped when Tyler placed a hand on his shoulder to hold him back, luckily for them this small act went unnoticed.

Graysons body was stiff as he looked on unable to do anything. As soon as I made eye contact with him the small wall that was holding back my emotions broke down as my muffled cries sounded out. Hearing the slight click of the gun as the bullet slid into place, I closed my eyes and waited for impact.

"Stop. I'll do it." Grayson said abruptly making my eyes shoot up.

"Just as I planned." Marcus's said smiling. A hugs sight of relief left my body as the pressure from the gun left my temple. I was soon cut free from the chair but still had my hands bound behind my back. Confusion rushed through me as Tyler bent down to cut the tape off my legs.

"Careful she's a kicker." He said crossing his arms as he grinned at me. Tyler took a mental note and cut me free but quickly started tieing me legs together. In one fast move he hauled me upwards.

"Take her to the room. Wait for us there. We have a important conversation with Mr. Dolan awaiting us." Marcus said.

"Maybe we could have a good time in the room. To release some stress. Always loved this ass of yours." Tyler said smaking my ass and giving it a hard squeeze.

"Touch her in anyway and I'll kill you." Graysons deep voice rang out.

"Oh but I already did touch her and I'll do it over and over as she begs for more." He said as he lifted me up over his shoulder trailing a hand up the back of my leg getting dangerously close. My muffled screams rang out as he took a step forward.

"Apparently miss princess over here hates being thrown over the shoulder. Whatever you did M really fucked her up." Ethan said following Tyler and I.

"Ethan please. Leave her alone. You already have me, just let her go." Grayson pleaded towards his brother.

"And what fun would that be?" Ethan said as he smirked down at a defeated Grayson.

"What happened to you." Gray said quietly.

"You. You happened." Ethan said harshly back. I began to thrash violently in Tylers arms but nothing was working so I decided to slammed my clenched first as hard as I could into the spine of his back which made him cry out in pain and throw me out of his arms. Hitting the ground hard, I felt my head bounced on the concrete as pain filled my sense's.

"Bro what the fuck." I heard Ethan yell as he bent down towards me. I yelled out in pain when he touched the back of my head.

"Fuck." He whispered under his breathe. I tried to move away from him but ended up moving my right arm. Stopping immediately when pain shot through it I knew I had landed on it wrong. Tears were rolling down the side of my face as the pain in my head became worse.

"Pick her up, we don't have all day." Matt shouted at Tyler and Ethan who just looked at eachother and down at me.

"Guess nows as good as a time then ever." Tyler said as he lunged at Matt while Ethan threw a punch knocking Marcus out. I could vaguely hear people cursing and things being thrown here and there as my vision started becoming fuzzy. A comfortable warmth was growing up my left side just as a slight pressure was added.

"Shh baby it's going to be okay." Graysons voice said. Blinking through the tears I could make out his lopsided smile as he looked down at me. His cheeck bone was cut and swollen, a black eye was starting to form and fresh bruises were laced around his neck. He carefully pulled off the duct tape covering my mouth.

"Gray..." I said softly as my lip quivered.

"I know baby. But everything will be okay, I promise you that. I love you y/n, always have even when we were kids. And Im so sorry. I love you." He said as he gently nuzzled my neck. I wanted to grab him and pull him closer and say I love you too but I couldn't. My mind was already slipping in the darkness that begged me to close my eyes. A new found tiredness washed over me as my eyes tried to stay open.

"You need to keep those beautiful eyes of yours open okay? Ethan has a plan. Everything will be okay soon. I love you so fucking much, just remember that." He said softly as he leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on my cut lip. His figure drifted away from me as my eyes readjusted onto the ceiling. As much as I wanted to look to see where he went I couldn't seem to move. From the corner of my eye I could see the door towards the back being kicked open with a loud bang that rattled the room. A few footsteps echoed in my head as loud sharp noises rung out. Everything around me became very loud too fast. My ears reluctantly began closing off the noise around me as the familar buzz of white noise filled my ears as my eyes slipped in and out of focus. Everything seemed to stop when the loudest bang I ever heard let out. Quietness fell over the room just as the ground next to me vibrated as if something landed on the other side of me. My gut feeling told me not to look over so I knew I had to. Taking everything I had in me I rotated my head to the right as I hissed out in pain as I applied pressure to my right arm. Laying next to me was a familar toned back I've witnessed too many times. The dark colored head of hair was looked matted in the back with some kind of dried liquid. Slowly the body was rotated over by a pair of arms. Blood gurgled out of his mouth and down the side of his cheek as he gripped the persons bicep. A pair of arms slithered underneath my back tilting me forwards slightly. I could feel myself being freed from my restrains as my arms were gently placed onto my stomach. I was fully lifted up into someones arms as they were talking to someone. They're words were coming out muffled as a louder voice seemed to yell at them.

"We gotta go sweetheart." Marty's soft words said to me. Turning my head to look back at the scene one last time, my eyes roamed over his stilled body as a few people crouched over him. I eyes rested on his face that was scrunched in pain and too pale for my liking. His hazel eyes met mine just as his neck went slack and his eyes drifted closed.

A/N: IK the boys haven’t been more involved in the storyline but they definitely will be in part 3. I had to build it up, yah know. Enjoy. 

Part 1 Part 2

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Pulling up the hood of my hoodie to block out the mist of the rain the wind brought with it, I looked both ways of the now deserted road and sprinted across to the sidewalk. 

Its was about 5 o'clock and the sun was starting to set stealing away all the warmth. The past weeks weather had been nothing but ugly. 

Rainy. Gloomy. Cold. 

Shoving open the heavy rusted door, the smell of metal and must hit me. Dragging my hand across the dust ridden counter top and up the wall, I flicked on the light switch. One by one the lights turned on illuminating the run down warehouse. 

Sighing, I began walking around to see what I was dealing with. A small staircase sat on the far side of the wall with stairs that seemed relatively new. It seemed as though repairs were being made but had stopped halfway throughout the process. 

Walking around my footsteps echoched, adding another sense of emptiness. Heading towards the back of the building I could hear the rain pick up and pour loudly onto the steel roofing above. 

Reaching the back office, I opened the door as warmth engulfed me. The lighting was dull setting a certain ominous tone. A cough broke me out of my thoughts and I turned around. A small cloud of dust entered the atmosphere as a head popped up from behind the large wooden desk. 

I small smiled spread across my lips as I made my way over and hopped onto the desk to sit. 

“Having trouble?” I joked as the mop of black hair looked up. 

“No. Its just… a little dusty.” He said glaring at me. Laughing, I layed down onto my stomach and pulled myself over the edge to look down at what was going on undernear. 

It was relatively clean now with wires and techy things visible after the inches of dust and nastiness was removed. 

“What we working with here?” I asked as my hair fell around me mear centimeters off the ground and faced Derek. 

“Well. I dont know for sure but it looks like a hard drive of some sort but these pixel lexted wires shouldn’t be connected to it unless there was a Java server which is impossible because it would need about 30500 gmbs.” He stated. 

“English please.” I said. Frowning at me he moved out from under the desk to sit on the chair next to it. 

“It means that, that little computer set up we have here is about as impossible to fix as your grades.” He said looking at me with a lopsided grin. Ignoring his rude comment I sat up and took in the surroundings. 

The office wasn’t large or small, it was the perfect size. A large window sat on the left side of the wall that looked out onto the floor of the warehouse, there was enough room to add a comfortably size couch along with a table and some chairs. A mini fridge sat next to the desk with a microwave on top. A heater was plugged in and sat in the middle of the room. 

“This place is alright. Needs some improvements but its not so bad.” I said looking back at Derek. 

His long black hair which needed to be cut soon, was in all different directions making him look crazy. His green eyes were framed with the same pair of glasses he had since Junior year of highschool. Relatively built for a young man who never really hit the gym but with working in a mechanic’s garage for the past 5 years he built up some muscles. Pretty tall if I dont say myself, 6'0 maybe. 

He was 3 years older then me but you wouldn’t be able to tell with how childish he was. We met my freshman year of highschool, I got lost on my way to class and he was the helpful Junior that showed me the way. He offered to sit with me at lunch since we had it at the same time and gave me his number to let him know my decision. 

I ended up sitting with him as he gave me a tour of the school on a map I had. We clicked almost instantly and I sat with him for the rest of the year. I made friends with his friends and he made friends with mine and soon we were inseparable. When he graduated I cried, when he left for college I cried even more, when he came back for holidays and such, I cried. He was my best friend and the only person I trusted 110%. 

Staring at him I never understood why he didnt have a girlfriend until recently. He was an attractive guy Im not gonna lie, plus he had a great personality. 

Sighing, he got up and started moving around the office then grabbed his jacket. 

“Ready to go C?” He asked pulling on his jacket. Nodding my head we made our way out of the office and into the cold warehouse. 

He was planning on turning this place into a customs garage. With a major in mechanic’s and business and a minor in graphics design, I didnt doubt his dream at all. 

He opened the door and locked it behind him. Standing underneath the small overhanging roof that protected us from the rain, we looked at eachother and ran for our lives towards his truck. Pulling at the door handle it was locked, waiting for him to unlock his door and get in then unlocked my door, I was already soaked. Jumping in as soon as it opened I glared at him. 

Pulling off my drenched sweatshirt and t-shirt that was wet underneath, I threw them in the back leaving my in my bra. Blasting the heat towards me to warm up, I squeezed my hair letting it drip onto the floor then tied it up into a messy bun. 

Looking over I noticed Derek did the same thing leaving him shirtless like me. An uncontrolled laugh left my lips as I took in how both of us looked. He soon joined in then pulled a drawstring bag out from the back, passing me one of his oversized crew neck sweatshirt to wear then grabbed a long sleeved shirt for him. 

I pushed back any self conscious thoughts I had and reached for the crew neck and threw it on. Hell, he was the one who took my virginity and seen me naked countless time so there was really no need for me to feel awkward. We were driving for about 5 minutes when my stomach growled causing Derek to look my way. 

“Hungry I see. Wanna hit up the square?” He asked averting his eyes back onto the road. 

Stiffing up at the name of the diner, I said no a little too quickly, making him raise an eyebrow at me. I haven’t told him about what happened last week with the waiter almost assaulting me or about my two sketchy saviors cause I know he would of went there and beat the shit out of the guy and I cant have him be in jail because of me. 

I finally told Lindsay what happened 2 days later and she was shocked then cried as she hugged me. I didn’t really see why she was crying until it dwelled on me that the situation could of really escalated and the waiter could of gotten what he wanted. Thats when I started crying with her, we later had a girls night just hanging out watching our favorite movies, eating junk food and passing out at 3 in the morning. 

“No Square. How about we go to Annie’s instead?” Annie’s was a small café that his Aunt owned. They made the best sandwiches I had ever tasted. 

Agreeing to go there we drove in that directing, comfortably singing along to the songs that came onto the radio. Pulling into the parking lot we pulled up to a cool looking car. It was almost a teal color and a unique body. Ive never seen one like that before. 

“Nicee. A bronco.” Derek said admiring it as we unbuckled ourselves and got out. Running to the door and wiping our feet on the mat, I inhaled the familiar homey smell. 

“I won.” Derek said proudly as he walked up to the counter and sat down. 

“Only cause I let you. I wasn’t about to slip and fall so I slowed down a bit.” I said reaching for a menu that sat on the counter top. Just as I was about to grab it another head reached for it too. Looking to my right my eyes fixed onto familiar hazel ones. 

“Ethan?” I said although it came out as more of a whisper. He smiled at me then motioned for me to take the menu as he took a seat next to me. Looking past him my eyes connected with another pair of hazel ones that were already starting at me. 

“No its okay, I practically know what Im going to get anyways.” I said moving the menu over to him. He placed his hand on top of mine slowly sliding out the menu from my grasp. My breathe hitched at the contact while a grin spreaded on his lips. Nodding my head I turned away and scooted closer to Derek. He looked up from the menu and smiled at me before turning his attention back to it. 

A familiar brunette rounded the counter and stood infront of us. She brushed her hair over her shoulder and leaned against the countertop. 

“So what can I get you handsome?” She said gliding her pen up Dereks arm. He smiled and leaned forward until he was dangerously close to her. 

“I dont know. Are you on the menu?” He asked. She blushed then leaned in to kiss him. He returned her kiss and sat back into his seat. 

“Hey Casey. How are you?” She said not looking up from her note pad as she wrote something on it. 

“Terrible. Im cold, hungry, thirsty and slightly wet.” I said causing her to look up and frown. She turned around and poured some water into my cup. 

“You seem dry to me.” She joked back. 

“Well this bozo decided to take his sweet time unlocking the truck and I got drenched from the rain.” I said drinking my water. She narrowed her eyes at Derek then slapped his chest. 

“Unchivalrous piece of crap.” She whispered yelled. 

“Hey, is that anyway to treat the love of your life.” Derek said giving her puppy dog eyes. She rolled her eyes then leaned into kiss him. Making a gagging noise, they broke apart. 

Derek and Kate have been dating for a year now and they still act like love stricken teenagers. 

“I’ll be right back. I gotta actually work and stuff.” She huffed as she walked away. 

“Um I gotta piss.” Derek said jumping up out of his seat and heading in the direction Kate went. 

Mhmmm pissing my ass. 

Turning my attention back to my water I took a sip then started playing with the ice cubes using my straw. 

“Do you always go out to eat?” A deep voice said from my right. I completely forgot he was sitting there. Fidgeting in my seat from the heat of his gaze, I replied. 

“Only when Im out or dont feel like cooking.” I said not looking up from my water. A hand grabbed my chin and gently turned it towards them. 

“When I talk to you, I expect you to look at me.” Ethan said huskily. I nobbed my head as he smiled at me then trailed his finger from my chin, down my neck over my clothed collar bone and onto my chest before removing it.

“Yours?” He asked referring towards the crew neck. Shaking my head he brought his hand back up to my chin.

“Use your words.” He said staring deeply into my eyes. Clearing my throat, I sat up removing myself from his grip.

“No, its not mine.” I said.

“Whose?” Grayson said peering past Ethan to me.

“None of your business.” I snapped. In one swift motion Grayson was standing behind me with his hands on my waist and his lips dangerously close to my neck.

“Everything you do is our business. Now don’t make me ask again.” He said lowering his lips closer towards my neck. My breathing had become ragged and my grip on the countertop tighten.

“Derek’s.” I breathlessly said.

“The guy that came in with you?” He asked. His breathe lightly fanned my neck. Nodding, he released his grip on my waist then spun me around so I was facing him.

“Change.” He sternly said. Looking up at him, I raised my eyebrow.

“Excuse me?” Who was he to tell me what to do. I was about to go off on him when I felt warm hands glide over my skin that was hidden underneath the crewneck and all my anger seemed to disappear.

“Change.” He said boring his eyes into mine.

“I have nothing else to wear.” I said. His face flattened and eyebrows tightened. Without warning he grabbed his sweatshirt and peeled it off his body then placed it in my lap. Good thing he had a shirt underneath cause I dont think I could of clamped my thighs together any tighter. I nodded and rose to get up but was pushed back down.

“Here.” Ethan said next to me. Staring at him like a mad man I shook my head.

“No. Someone will see me.” I said looking around.

“No one will look.” Grayson said. I looked back at him then to Ethan who nodded. I let out a breathe then reached for the ends on Dereks crew neck and pulled it off of me. Quickly fumbling with Graysons hoodie I pulled it over my head and adjusted it. Looking up both boys had smirks on their lips. Blushing, I turned around and looked down at my water. Grayson leaned forward pushing his chest flush up against my back and lowered his head towards me ear.

“Looks better on you then me. Oh and I like that bra.” He huskily said then placed a kiss against my neck and went to sit down. I could hear Ethan laugh from my side but ignored him and tried to focus on returning my face to a normal color instead of the crimson red it was.

What the-

“Where’d that come from.” Derek asked breaking me away from my thoughts. He pointed to Graysons sweatshirt as he sat down.

“Oh uh, I spilt water all over yours and Ry gave me one from the back.” I said avoiding his gaze.

“Ryans not working today.” He said. From the corner of my eye I saw him turn to face me. A hand was placed on my right thigh and gave a squeeze. They wanted me to lie, I could feel it. Why though?

“Ryan is working dumbass, how else would I of gotten his sweatshirt.” I spat out at him but never removed my eyes from my water. If I looked at him he would know I was lying. Guilt spread through my body. I never lie to Derek. He pursed his lips together and nodded then turned back around. I quietly sighed and glaced to my right. Both of them were staring at their menus but Ethan’s hand began to rub gentle circles on my inner thigh as if trying to comfort me.

The rest of dinner was quiet, except for the hussle of the café and Kate popping by every once in awhile. Ethan never removed his hand and I honestly didnt want him to, it strangely just felt so right. Derek didnt talk to me until we were ready to leave. Kate said she was off in 5 minutes so he decided for us to wait.

Ethan removed his hand which made me look at them. They got up, paided their bill then turned to face me, who was already waiting for their next move. They smiled at me then left. I wanted to follow them, I felt empty now that they weren’t near me.

This weird connection to them was frustrating me. I hated that I felt as though I had no power over myself when they were next to me. I basically did whatever they wanted me to without putting up much of a fight. I could of told Grayson to fuck off and not take his sweatshirt. I could of pushed off Ethans hand but I didnt. Leaning my head on my arms, I closed my eyes and sighed. Instinctively I pulled the sweatshirt closer to me and sniffed it. It smelt just like him.

Kate rounded the corner with her jacket on and purse in her arms. We got up and made our way outside. It had stopped raining leaving everything wet in its aftermath. The teal colored car was gone now leaving a patch of dry ground in its place. Hoping into the truck, I waited for the two love birds to say goodbye.

I was too busy looking outside my window when the driverside door opened. I didnt bother to turn around instead I leaned back into my seat and placed my head against the window. A minute passed by of complete awkward silence. I turned to face Derek to see what the hold up was, only it wasn’t Derek sitting in the drivers seat.

My door was opened and a pair of arms hauled me up out of my seat and into another car. I was pushed into the back as the driver got in aswell as the passenger. Staring at the back of their heads I didnt know what to do but scream for Derek. A hand soon covered my mouth as a body came into the back with me.

“Stop! Don’t yell. We will not hurt you. Just please, Cassandra don’t yell.” Ethans soft voice said. Staring up at him and towards Grayson, I realized we were already driving out of the parking lot and to god knows where.

Tears started flowing out of my eyes involuntarily. I should of known something was up. How could I have been so stupid?! They’re probably friends with the waiter guy and this was all a set up. Once that idea popped into my head I began to become hysterical. Raining harder and pushing Ethan away, trying to climb over towards the passengers side door to jump out only to be pulled back into his arms and held tightly against him.

“Please. Don’t cry, please. We’ll explain everything just.. Just trust us.” Grayson pleaded from the drivers seat. Something in both of their demeanor made me want to relax and trust them but this whole situation said otherwise.

I hadn’t noticed I was crying into Ethans chest until he held me tighter, whisper sweet nothings into my ear and rubbing my back to calm me down. Eventually I relaxed due to the fact I tired myself out from crying. I layed almost motionless in his arms, excepting the fact that there was no way I could escape while in the car. Finally relaxing into his chest after who knows how long, my eyes became groopy.