Chapter 16//"That hurt, I'm going to go drown myself in vodka"
I love the feeling when you wake up in the morning at your own will, no alarm, and no annoying brother screaming in your ear. Peace.
Except that's not how I feel this morning, my body is burning beneath the covers, and I hear deep breathing that clearly doesn't belong to me.
Before I'm able to peel my eyes open I shuffle around in my large bed, but feel as though my body is a sandwich and can't ignore the fact, it feels like I've been hit by a tsunami.
My bones are aching and there are bruises all over my body, my legs are numb with pain, not to mention my head is throbbing. The stinge of alcohol in the air makes my throat burn as I crave a cool glass of water.
I shuffle my butt around trying to get in a comfortable position but end up touching some sort of wall. I try to use my foot to move whatever it is away.
A groan sounds behind me and my eyes fly open in shock, I bite the inside of my cheek till I can feel metallic blood run out my gums.
In front of me is a male specimen. My mouth hangs open in surprise, my breath quickens in worry.
"Crescent what have you done, this is why you should never party"
His light blonde hair is lying flat on his face instead of being messed up on top of his head
"God doesn't he look sexy Crescent"Â Â I very nearly slap myself for having such a thought. He is in an awkward position where he is slightly propped up and I can see his tanned shoulder. Oh my if I can see his shoulders this means he is shirtless.
"Looks like you got down and dirty last night" My inner devil smirks. I'm hit by a bus full of realization. If Carter is sleeping in front of me, who the bloody hell is my butt touching.
I breathe in and out quietly and as my stomach inhales, there is something around my waist.
I carefully lift the covers, around my tiny waist, is a hand loosely wrapped, but that isn't even the worst of it as my legs are entwined with the stranger behind me.
And to make this situation the worst of all moments I have ever lived, him and me are completely bare at the bottom of our bodies other than a few scraps of underwear.
I tighten my fist trying to gain enough courage to turn around and see who the mysterious stranger is.
I attempt to move his arm away from my waist but no.... the second I place my hand on his, the slack grip around me tightens.
Carefully, I shuffle my body to get a peek of the protective stranger who likes hugging girls while they are sleeping.
A light groan rolls through the room. I know the sound of that voice, I'm sure I do. Oh god but it can't be, what did we do last night?
I'm not the type of girl who EVER sleeps around and now I'm lying in bed with not one, but two boys.
Two hot sexy and gorgeous boys.
Well if my suspicions are correct then there is a certain devil laying behind me. I pray that my suspicions aren't correct as I twist my neck. Nope, of course, it's Elliott.
He looks different without his blue eyes that are usually wide and filled with mischief. Instead, right now his veiny eyelids are hiding his gleaming eyes. I didn't realize up until now the fact that his nose is perfect.
The bottom is slightly pointed upwards and it almost reminds me of Mickey Mouse, it's cute.
'Crescent you have lost it you are fangirling over a guys nose. Usually girls go for something else..."
My eyes drop down to look at his plump lips, the cupids bow outlining them are plump and full, I'm jealous. How can someone's lips be so perfect?
I continue to look at his lips until they curve up into a sneer.
Many things happen at that very second.
Elliott's eyes are wide open and as bright as ever.
I scream obviously, well who else wouldn't if you were just checking out a guy's lips while they're supposed to be asleep. I use my arms to shove both oblivious boys out of my bed.
You hear the ground being attacked as both boys land. But even above Carter's swearing I still hear Elliott's girlish scream.
"What are you too doing in my bed?" I ask folding my arms, there are bright bruises forming near my elbows.
Elliott rubs his sleepy eyes and I almost feel bad till I remember it's Elliott Grayson I'm talking to. His bright blue eyes glare at me sleepily as he runs a hand through his already messed up hair.
"You sound like baby bear"
"Really Elliott I throw you out my bed and that's the first thing you say?"
"If you are baby bear then I can be the chair you sit on" He winks.
Oh Jesus does he dream these dirty thoughts.
"Crescent you're evil" Carter groans still lying on the floor while tugging my duvet off my bed and rolling himself in it.
That's when the front door slam shut and something rolls across the floor. I hold my breath trying to listen.
A burglar with a suitcase has come to rob my house. Oh no!.
The sound of heels clicking across the floor, echos through the whole house. The burglar wears heels?
Then it stops and even Elliott looks at me confused.
"Cressy, Daniel" A high pitch voice shouts through the house. Of course, I know that voice, it's the voice that taught me how to say the alphabet and even taught me that sarcasm was one of the greatest things given to mankind.
I get off my bed and run out the door ( I also stand on Elliott but that doesn't matter).
I glide down the banister and run up to my mom and give her a tight hug. She hugs me back, and then she pulls away and looks at me sternly.
"Why didn't you tell me you were having a party"Â she asks.
I bite my lip and fiddle with my nails. "Well..."
"Because I would have loved to join, I have always wanted to wear one of those little waitress outfits and serve drinks"
She smiles brightly; I give her a disgusted expression but then smile a few moments later.
"Wow Mrs D you look bangable" Elliott comments when I turn to look at him my heart jumps into my mouth, He's standing there completely shirtless but thank the lord he decided to put on a pair of daniel's grey joggers (somebody please catch me *Swoon *)
My mom looks between me and the barely clothes Elliott and her grin widens. Mom is used to having Elliott around, I bet she even bathed him when he was a kid.
"Mom don't say a word" I sigh.
"I have some news" She announces.
"I got the promotion" she squeals happily.
"Oh mom that's amazing but weren't you meant to get it in 2 years when you completed your new project, the one with the research you've been doing"
"No I got it early, one of the companies decided the risk was worth it"
I look at her confused "Who would take that risk, even dad wouldn't help you out in the slightest?"
"Ms Grayson" She squeals.
Wait so Elliott's mom, helped my mom?
*
"Could you pass me the gravy Mrs Dawson?" Daniel asks our mom.
"Of course, Daniel" She gently passes it to my twin smiling kindly. He silently grunts as he takes it off her instead of using his manners to thank her. I kick him from underneath the table and when he turns to give me a wtf look I send him a glare.
"Miss Dawson, could you pass me a fork?" Elliott flirts.
"Sure Mr Grayson, try not to hurt yourself we all know how you are around sharp objects"
"Don't worry Cress I can handle sharp objects very well, in fact I have one in my pants right now"
My mom turns red and Ms Grayson spits out her chicken, while Daniel is unobservantly pouring gravy down his shirt. The rest of the table filled with adults looks shocked as well.
We're currently in Elliott's house celebrarting my mom's promotion with Elliott's mom who is the one that promoted her.
"Well I think this calls for desert"
So far this dinner is pretty silent, other than Elliott making inappropriate comments and Daniel being grumpy.
"I'm looking forwards to licking the cream..."
"Elliott" his mom snaps sharply "Can you get the dessert?"
He grins and gets up off the table. Lifting my fork up to stick it in a spicy potato, I feel the back of my dress been pulled. I unwillingly walk backwards being dragged away from the delicious food, I look for help from anyone, but all my mother is doing is smiling like a bloody clown. Aren't mothers supposed to protect their daughters from boys like Elliott? Oh wait that's a fathers job isn't it, oh well it's not like my dad cares about anything.
"Elliott you stupid pig"
He completely ignores me as he searching through the cupboards for something and grabs a full glass bottle.
He walks over to a blood red batter of what looks like jelly.
"Elliott what are you doing?" I ask uneasily.
"They're so uptight, they should loosen up a bit"
He begins to pour it in until I take the bottle from him and read the label "Grayson this stuff will make them hit the roof"
"Thre're all so boring, and Daniel's in a bad mood, let's have some fun" He is staring at me intently. I bite my lip. I lift the bottle. I'm going to blame this on him if we get caught. If.
And I pour the rest of the bottle in.
*
"And he was standing there in a Santa costume" Ms Grayson giggles. Elliott whines in embarrassment about the story of his father.
The whole table is a riot, the jelly looking dessert looked so appetizing that nobody could resist it. So now everyone is laughing and telling their most embarrassing stories.
Do you ever get that feeling where you kind of get a flowing feeling in your pelvis and the sides of your hips think they're about to blow up.
Don't diss me I bet it's happened to you once in your life.
I swiftly get off the table and begin to waddle away from the embarrassing havoc.
"Where are you off to Dawson" Elliott calls from right behind me.
"I'm off to go lie in your bed in sexy lingerie"
"That sounds hot as fuck"
"I'm kidding you idiot I'm going to go take a piss"
"Do you even know where the bathroom is?"
"No, but I'll find my way and if I don't then I know where your bedroom is so I'll pee in your bin"
"Classy Dawson"
After I finish in the bathroom I Â wander around the upstairs of Elliott's house. I haven't visited his house since I was 11.
Too many bad memories.
I look at the bannister and remember the time Elliott slid down it. He landed gracefully on his feet and told me it was impossible for girls to do that.
I ended up hanging on halfway down the bannister for dear life. Until Daniel let me fall on him.
I twist the knob of the door that I'm sure belongs to Elliott, almost immediately I am hit with Elliott's usually sweet scent.
I'm surprised to see it wasn't as messy as I thought it would be. Inside his room is a very large bed.
"Yeh for all the girls he probably brings home" My mind wanders. I shake the disturbing thought out my head.
On his cabinet is a line of trophies, then a couple of photos, I nosily look at them until I see one of me.
There is Elliott and me, I'm red in the face while he is sneering at me. Wow, I must have been about 13. I contemplate whether or not to hide the photo frame.
"Really Dawson, snooping around my room, that's low even for you"
I jump out my skin at the sound of his deep voice.
"Who uses the word 'snooping' that's so lame" I mock hiding my surprise. He swings the door closed as he goes to lay on his bed with his hands behind his head and continues to look at me.
"You know no girl has ever left my room unpleasured"
"Elliott please keep it in your pants" I look around the bookcase as he hops off his bed and comes closer to me. "I could make all your dreams come true, or make you forget about reality," He whispers trying to be seductive. Instead of being 'turned on" or whatever girls should feel when a guy is talking dirty to them, I feel embarrassed.
"Elliott you are invading my personal bubble"
He takes a tiny step closer.
"Elliott this is highly inappropriate" Another step.
"You come an inch closer and I'll have to harm you"
He still takes a step closer and his body heat is radiating off of him, I put my hands behind me as they touch the wall, letting me know I have no more room to back away.
"Stop turning around Cress there's nothing here to help you"
"No I'm trying to see things from your perspective but I can't get my head that far up my arse"
"Unless you're turning around to try and jump out the window."
"If I wanted to kill myself I would climb up your ego and jump down to your IQ"
"That hurt, I'm going to go drown myself in vodka"
His feet are planted in front of me and there is no chance he is going anywhere.
There is only one option. I usually am not the kind of person who harms animals but desperate times call for desperate measures.
I spin around grab the fish bowl and launch the continents forward.
He was wet, angry, and red in the face. This is my time to leave.
I'm stumbling out the door but hear movement behind me. I squeak out loud as he's running after me. Eventually, I get out through the back french doors. Silence.
The sky is beginning to darken and the clouds are a deep purple.
I spin around and there is no sign of that crazy bastard. The coast seems clear so I walk back inside.
Until there's a dagger-like feeling in my back. I yelp and turn round but I'm unfortunately sprayed with water in the face. I spit out a pool of water and wipe my eyes. I'm going to kill him. I will shove that hose up his arse till it sterilizes his insides.
He's grinning and his hair is wet against his face as his shirt is clutching his firm stomach.
The water hits me in the face again.
And again.
And again.
"Stop it..."I gurgle.
I run towards him and jump on him, the hose flies through the air and I catch it. I hold it trying to turn it off until his arms wrap around me. I direct the hose towards his face and laugh as I see his expression.
He has his arms wrapped around me while he tries to grab the hose of me. I try and shuffle out his grasp but he is like a bear.
Instead of holding the hose in front of his face I mistakingly hold it in front of mine and end up spewing up water. He is practically pissing himself laughing.
"It's so cold"
"Your fault you started it" I laugh while he uses his hand to wipe the hair out his face. I whip my soaking wet hair directly at him.
"Cress we need to go home, inside she is a drunk as a.."
His mouth is hanging open.
"You inside now" Daniel points at me looking annoyed and he then looks towards Elliott who is dripping with water, the moon has risen in the sky and his dark hair is glistening.
"We are going to have a talk later" Daniel warns Elliott.
"But Daniel I'm the one who got her wet, I need to..."
"That's my twin you're talking about"
"Really cause she must have stolen your looks"
"We're identical Elliott"
"But your nose is a little slanted" Elliott adds winding Daniel up. It's because Daniel broke his nose trying to save Elliott when he got in a huge fight. It was not enjoyable for me to be the one to have to clean up the blood.
Daniel rushes forward to grab the hose off the floor. He chases Elliott with the water, until they both fall to the floor.
They cover themselves in mud, just like they did when they were kids.
Author not:
School has begun, my final year thank god so now I will only be able to update one a week and that will probably be on a Sunday.
What even is higher math's cause it's only been 4 days and I'm lost. I'm sorry but I couldn't be bothered editing this chapter so sorry for spelling and grammar.  I wrote this chapter quickly cause I wanted to update so I hope it's okay.
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