right now

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i pour myself a glass of wine and grab a bottle of tequila and go sit on my terrace. i look out at the city line of this beautiful fucking place. i start thinking about grayson which just pissed me off and then thinking about jacob just pissed me off even more. i took shot after shot chasing it with red wine. trying to get this tightening in my chest to go away. trying to put my heart back together cause i think it was literally completely broken and half.

i start to drift off as i sit on my bench swing on my terrace when i hear my doorbell ring. it was almost 1am who the hell was at my door? if it was jacob begging for me back honestly i would be willing to talk about this more

i set my glass of wine down on my counter before i reach the door.

"hey" i say as my eyes widen

"can we talk" ethan says as he fiddles with his fingers

i could see his eyes might of been as blood shot as mine were. maybe even more.

"i- uh yeah" i say opening up my door fully so he could walk through

"really?" he says referring to the wine

"you look like you could use some" i say making him chuckle a little

"here we can go out on the terrace" i say as i grab myself a red bull before meeting him outside on the bench swing

"are you ok?" he asks now referring to the half empty bottle of tequila

"no" i say taking another shot and a swig of the red bull

"why are you here" i say trying to get him to get to the point

"has... kristina said anything about me to you?" he asks fiddling with his thumbs again

"um no i haven't talked to her in a minute actually" i say. he doesn't respond though he just sits there

"so is that all you needed?" i ask. i mean ethan and i weren't exactly friends anymore so I'm assuming he wasn't planning on staying

"she slept with grayson" he says completely breaking down.

it wasn't one tear fell out of his eye and then more slowly followed. they poured out of his eyes like a water fall. and by his crying i could tell he was holding this in. even though ethan and i have been... i guess enemies in the past but seeing him break down hurt me. we were going through similar situations but his was far worse. i mean fucking his brother? both of them should be ashamed. i expect shit like this from grayson but not kristina.

i scoot over a little bit and wrap my arms around the crying boy. his tears quickly soak my bare shoulder since i was only in a tank top

"I'm so sorry E" i say quietly as i rub his back to try and help him catch his breath

"i just feel shit c-cause this is how you felt and i-i didn't make it much better for yo-u" he says whimpering through his statement

"i-it's fine E i swear" is all i say and he pulls back from our hug

"you still call me E" he says making me chuckle a bit

"only when you're crying in my arms" i say making him laugh a bit too

"i miss our friendship a lot. so many things i wished i could talk to you or grayson about but i couldn't. i- it sucked" i say

"i know. we both miss you too" he says moving his gaze towards me. my eyes flicker down to his lips and back to his eyes. i slowly lean in and he does the same. we both hesitated for a second but our lips eventually meet. it was so fucking wrong but right now we were both hurt, and angry.