Truth Or Dare

Chapter 25

Ethan's POV:

I was absolutely stunned. How could I have possibly done such a... Disgusting thing?

All this time she had to pretend she liked me to protect me?!

I couldn't even cry because I was still coming to terms that I had violated someone I cared immensely for.

There was me believing that the good guy always gets the girl but I was lying to myself thinking that guy was me.

Only it was far from being me after all the havoc and pain I had caused to such an innocent girl.

That good guy was Harry and boy now did I realise that. After all this time Harry was there. For me and for her. yet it never occurred to me he would be the one.

I had to go see him, did he know? Who else knew? Jack? I mean his mum knew why not him. Everyone protected me but not the girl that they were related too.

I felt gross. I just didn't want to look at Mrs Tenner who seemed more concerned of my reaction then the fact I had raped her niece.

"Why?" I pleaded literally on my knees.
"Why me?"

"I don't know Ethan, you were different to who you are now... I mean you had an alcohol problem and a drug problem,"

"No I... didn't?" I couldn't remember, anything.

"Yes, you did," Mrs Tenner seemed worried or scared. This didn't make any sense. "You were-are on some type of medicine, it helps control your anger or something. You have therapy to help you suppress the past,"

"Wait! Are? I'm still on medication?! Why? How?" This was all too much.

"You have anger issues and I think your mum puts in your food, I really don't know Ethan! You'll have to ask your mum,"

"NO TELL ME NOW!" All of a sudden this overwhelming anger possessed me. I looked over at Mrs Tenner who was scared out of her wits. I soon realised why when I saw the broken glass crushed in my hand and the blood oozing from the newly acquired wounds.

"Ethan? You haven't taken your meds?" It was more of a statement than a question. I suppose I hadn't, I mean I haven't been home and if my mum was making me take them without me knowing then no I hadn't.

"No..."

Just then there was a pounding at the door.

"Who the hell could that be?" Mrs Tenner arose from the kitchen island to answer the front door.