Opening Colton's bedroom door I don't look up at him. Instead I rummage through my bag so I can flick through my textbooks.
'Okay so I was thinking we should start on chapter 34 then move to chapter 15 again, since I want to get all the hard topics out of the way,' I explain but I don't hear any form of agreement from Colton so I look up.
Seeing him sitting on his bed he's frozen mid chew. Slowly beginning to chew again he looks away from me so I follow his eyes to see Damon sitting at his desk.
My smile fades as he looks between Colton and I for a few moments, 'I thought you said you where going to the library to study.'
Poking the inside of my cheek with my tongue I don't feel the need to explain. I think it's obvious that I didnt go to the library. Unless the library had a renovation and Colton decided to call dibs on one of the empty rooms.
Watching Damon stand up and head towards me I look at Colton with a worried expression but he just points at his phone.
'I texted you.' He mouths but I barely get to decifer what he said because Damon stands in front of me. Looking up at him he takes my bag and looks through it before looking back at me.
'I didn't know he was tutoring you?' He points at the textbooks and stationary I brought along with me. He most likely put two and two together since I walked in asking about homework.
'What if I was tutoring him?' I defend myself but he doesn't seem to believe my version of events.
'These are Bio books and Colton never fails biology.' He hands me back my bag which I reluctantly take back. 'If he fails then the rest of us are fucked.'
Sometimes I envy other sibling relationships and how they can tell each other about their personal lives. Because as much as I appreciate that he cares but his obsession with any male that I talk too which isn't Alex is deafening. I don't even know why he doesn't mind Alex in the first place because if anything he could've been a bad influence.
'I don't care Katie.' He speaks again since he notices my uncomfortable silence. 'I don't care that you're here.'
Staring at him in shock I cannot bring myself to actually believe him. I don't care, my ass. This has got to be some kind of test because there's no way. He made it clear after the little bathroom scenario that he wouldn't lay a finger on Colton but that doesn't mean he'll grow soft. If he isn't being serious then how am I supposed to react?
'I'm being honest.' He sighs before putting his hand on the door, 'I'm just- I don't care. It's not like you'll listen to me anymore so if I let you get hurt then maybe you will,'
Looking at him in awe I'm almost sure that he's high on something. I don't think he does drugs but maybe he picked it up recently because what? He has to be out of his mind because since when has he 'not cared' about the guys I talk to, especially if it's his friends. Actually noticing it now he does look a little fucked up. I hadn't even realized it this morning because I was in a rush to get here.
His eyes are slightly red which only brings out his eyebags. Did he even sleep? Well he definitely did since his hair is a tangled mess so you can see he's been shifting a lot. It's always been a little bit longer since he likes to tie it up but right now it's... something else.
'Are you okay?' I question him but he just shakes his head whilst saying yes, which confuses me a little.
Shutting the door before I can say anything more I stand in the hallway like an idiot. Unlocking my phone I open messages to see that Colton did text me.
'Can you come over at 1:30-2:00pm? I was supposed to hangout with Damon tonight but he came early since he wanted to talk.' I read his message.
Frowning I look back at the door with concern. As much as my brother annoys me he's still my brother and I still care about him. As annoying as he is.
Swinging my bag over my shoulder I walk towards the kitchen. He knows I'm here so I doubt I'll have to wait for all that long. Opening the fridge I had put my water bottle into it so that it gets cold but I want to drink it right now. So goodbye to the cold water idea. Taking it out I turn to my side to see Colton's mother sitting at the living room table on a laptop. Looking up to me when I flinch, her expression relaxes when she realizes it's me.
'Katie?' She seems surprised to see me which I don't blame her for since I haven't been actively communicating with her. The last time we had a consistent conversation was ages ago.
When Colton was able to come over to our place on his own, he did, so his parents had no reason to come over with him. I also never went over to his house since him and I aren't friends, we barely even spoke to each other unless it was about Damon.
'Hey Mrs Grey!' I try to be enthusiastic as I close the fridge and grip my water bottle. She gets up so I walk over to her to be polite but she shakes her head.
'No no just call me Clara,' she refuses the name I just called her. 'Did you come with Damon? I haven't seen you in ages!'
'Actually I came on my own since Colton is tutoring me,' I smile at her.
'He's tutoring you?' She seems shocked but I it's a pretty warranted response. For obvious reasons I haven't been coming over so I would be equally as confused if I just rocked up and started speaking about tutoring if I was her. 'Are you sure?'
Nodding when I notice a suggestion in her clarification I stand up straight. 'Yes it's just tutoring. It's an assigned so he has to...'
'I'm just messing with you Kate but you're definitely a lot better than that blonde girl he spends all his time with,' she completely proves my 'she liking Lilah' theory wrong. 'I'm not a fan of that girl at all,'
'Me neither,' I sigh which makes her laugh.
I'm pretty sure she'd like me no matter what I do and I like that. Although it might be because I'm Damon's little sister and she's has always liked him. Well at least that's what he likes to tell me so I'm not sure how reliable that is.
Seeing something move in my peripheral vision I turn to see Damon walking down the stairs. He's completely out of it. 'Are you sure everything is good? You look exhausted.' I make the mistake of pointing him out before he can leave. Catching Mrs Grey's attention she turns her head all the way around.
'Clara...I'm leaving now,' Damon speaks in a low voice which catches her attention. If anything it catches mine. He's sounds rough. That tone screams everything but okay.
'Oh my goodness.' Clara creases her eyebrows in concern. I don't blame her worrying, he looks so shaken up. 'What happened to you? Are you okay?'
'I'm fine,' he smiles as his moves himself in the direction of the door but he's intervened.
'I'm not allowing you to go home like that.' She walks over to him and grabs his wrist. Allowing her to grab him she brings him to the kitchen and sits him down on the kitchen island stool. He could've easily moved her off him since he's a lot taller and carried a lot more muscle than her but he's obviously being polite.
'I'm really okay Cl-,' he tries to get up but she eyes him down as she walks into the kitchen so he sits back down in fear.
'Sit down and I'll make you some soup or something. You look exhausted? Do you even sleep?' She questions him and Damon just shakes his head. I would be honest too if she was interrogating me like that.
As if he's somewhere else he just sits there and allows her to speak. As much as I want to stay and figure things out alongside Mrs Grey I doubt he's going to give anything away. Maybe I'll ask when I get home. Leaving her to deal with his situation I make my way to Colton's room but I don't go in yet. I learned my lesson.
Knocking first I hear Colton yell that I can enter so I do. 'Damon is being harassed by your mom. She's asking him every question there is,'
'Of course.' He shakes his head as he walks over to the desk and pulls out his stationary, 'I'm sorry about the short notice. I was going to tell you last night but things came about and I was busy. I'm kind of glad he showed up, the poor guy is so lost.'
Reaching his desk I sit down on the other seat and take out my book. 'Why? what's wrong?'
'I ended things with Lilah and I'm having regrets and he's upset because-,' pausing he looks at me for a second before changing the topic. 'You said chapter thirty-four or was it fifteen?'
'Thirty-four then fifteen...but why was he upset?' He make his reluctancy more obvious.
I originally didn't care what was upsetting him and just that he gets better but it seems like I shouldn't know. There's nothing I don't know since I've seen him sticking his tongue down a girls throat and he didn't care that I was there. It was disgusting and if he allows me to witness him doing that what doesn't he want me to witness.
'He's my brother Colton,' I press for more information, 'I should know if he's alright,'
'And he's my best friend Katie,' he stays loyal so I don't bother pressing it. He won't tell me either way so there's no point.
I'll just ask Damon when I get home.