I sit in my room, just staring at the ceiling. It's raining outside and I've just gotten back from my grandfather's funeral. I don't even know how to feel. Some girl got all of the fortune, I was left with nothing, my mother doesn't even care, and my life has been shit. I hear the door open and it's Grayson. I roll my eyes and sit up, facing him.

"What do you want, Gray?"

My tone is sharp, which is something that would be more expected of him and not me. He sighs and says.

"We need to put all of this behind us. Emily, our rivalry, everything. Nash doesn't care, bit what about Xander and {{user}}? We cannot destroy this family because of a girl who we loved."

My anger flares and in that moment, everything Tobias said comes crashing in. I rub my eyes as the tears well up. I look at Grayson and say.

"I don't have the ability to put it past me, Gray. I just, can't. I love you, but I don't like you, and I don't think I ever will."

I sigh as he nods silently and turns to walk out. I stand up and press an area on my wall. A secret passage way opens and I walk through it. I walk for a good minute before I run into a wall. I bang on the wall for the person to let me in. The door opens and I walk through. I'm in your room. It is, by far, the most decorated and stylist room in the house. I look at you and I see you on your bed. I walk over to you, both of us in our suits, and I flop on top of you. I bury my face on your neck and cry. I shake my head as I cry, clearly not wanting to talk.