HIM & I. [COMPLETED]

TWENTY-SEVEN.

"Then if you don't want to be here, just leave", I grunt on my teeth.
"Fine, I'll go. You seem happy with her, so why should I bother?", Jessy glares at me, then walks away.
I close my eyes, putting my hand on the handle, then I turned it.
Then my eyes laid on the ugliest sight; Naya on top of him.
When she saw me, she pushes herself to fall on the floor, then gets up, looking down.
"Ethan?", I look at him.
"You thought I'll die?", he wiggles his eyebrows.
"You're good at acting, bro", I smile.
"Why?", he asks, frowning.
"The second you opened your eyes, you got her on top of you", I clap, still smiling.
"I missed her", he smiles, then looks at her, and winks, biting his lip.
I bang my fist into the wall, then walked out of the room, slamming the door shut.
"Where's the doctor?", I stop a nurse.
"Here, why?", she smiles.
"Ethan just woke up", I say, then she runs away to get the doctor.
I stand by the door, resting my head on the frame of it.
"Grayson", the doctor calls me out, on his way to the room.
"He's up, and fully recovered to kiss a girl hard on the lips, so let him out", I say, irritated.
"I'll just check up on him, and see if he's okay with that", he opens the door, and gets in.
I look into the room with the corner of my eye, Naya's smile has never been wider, it looks beautiful, but it's conquering me.
I clinch my jaw, closing the door behind the doctor, and waited by it.
Then Naya comes out.
"The doctor needs to check up on him, so he said don't come in unless he says so", Naya explains.
I nod looking straight at nothing.
She stands in front of me, blocking my view from looking away by any chance.
"I'm sorry that you had to see that, he forced me to--", I put my hand over her lips, preventing her mouth from spitting nonsense, she gasps.
"I have no word on you", I shake my head. She takes my hand down, and gets surprised, her lips parted.
"Then you're okay with that?", she asks, raising her eyebrows, astonished.
"Yeah", I smirk, pushing her shoulders gently, because she's too close.
"Don't push, I can back off alone", she shrugs my hands off, and walks into the room.
"The doctor didn't say so!", I shout at her, so she could hear me, then I chuckle.
If she wants to play a dirty game, I've played hundreds of them, and most of them are dirtier, I've got nothing to lose, and two can play her stupid, pointless game.
"He needs to get dressed, and then he can get out of here", the doctor tells Naya inside the room.
I walk in, looking at Ethan who is trying to stand up.
"I'll help him", I volunteer, and the doctor walks out, closing the door after him.
"No, you're getting out", Naya smirks, and stands next to Ethan.
"You won't undress him, will you?", I ask, raising my eyebrows at her courage.
"I've seen it all before", she says, quoting me. I remember saying that phrase to her once.
"Right, Ethan?", she looks at him, smiling.
"Yeah, she did see it all", he smirks at her, brushing his nose against hers.
She blushes, chuckles, and does everything that's familiar to me with him, and everything she does to him makes me boil, and gets me over the edge.
"Where did you get my clothes from?", Ethan asks her.
"I took your keys out from your pocket that night, and this midnight I went out, and brought them here.
A gut feeling told me that you'll wake up", she explains, smiling, and looking into his eyes.
"Good girl", he kisses her forehead.
"Grayson?", she calls me out, snapping me back to reality.
"What?!", I ask, yelling, and widening my eyes.
"You see a door, right?", she asks, sarcastically.
"Yeah, it didn't turn into a wall without me noticing, so yeah it's a door still", I narrow my eyes, then roll them up.
"If you still see a door, get out of it", she comes, and opens the door wide.
I glare at her, piercing through her soul on my way out of the door.
She closes it in my face, then locks it.
I bite the bottom of my lip, frustratingly slow, pulling my phone out to call Melissa.
"What happened?!", she asks, exclaiming.
"Come over, he's up, and about to get out of here", I hang up as soon as I'm done with the news.

Ethan with who?, NAYA.
Why not anyone else?, here's Melissa, what's wrong with Melissa?.
Everybody keeps itching to get to the things that I have, while I die to bring them into my life, and die, again, trying to keep them in it.
Everyone's eyes are on me, on the things that I have, on the people that I love.
Why can't they just leave me alone?.
I'm tired of this, of her eyes showing me love, then hate, sympathy, then grudge, compassion, then violence.
I don't know if she wants me, or she is playing her turn just to beat me in the game.
She confuses me.. loads of a lot.
She pushes me away, then holds my hands tight, she glares at me, then kisses my lips, she puts me above her, then gets over me, she cries for me, then cries the same for him, she doesn't know what I want, and I don't know what she's trying to do.
It's like we're in a maze, we both run in the same path without stopping, even though we're tired of that, we keep confusing each other, more, and more, tirelessly.
I hate that, and she hates that, too, but she wants to prove me wrong, and wants the last word to be hers, and wants me whenever she likes, and also doesn't want me whenever she likes.
I'm disturbed by everything, every single thought is a huge problem that can never be resolved.
She won't break me. Nothing can break me unless I let it.
I've split my heart, to love both of them; Naya, and Jessy, but I don't know which one of them deserves to be loved the most.
It was Jessy in the first place, for the whole time, but when Naya crossed me, my fickle-minded heart didn't  know what to do, and I'm still clueless.

-Tap on the screen, you see that star thing?, click on it everytime you end a chapter. Thank you!!!.
I got excited when Ethan woke up.. like who didn't.. come on.
I've been on my nerves for a long while I couldn't wait to wake him up in the next chapter, he's the life of the life, he can't stay asleep HAHAHA.