TRAPPED (sketchxreader)

10

Ethan-

I walk to Amie's house with her, I try to initiate conversation but she ignore me every single time. Why would she be this upset with me? It's not like I was the one who beat Andrew up for running into me!

We reach there after a seemingly long walk and Amie motions for me to come into her house, I follow her in.

"I'm back mom." She yells and heads towards the stairs to get into her room but is interrupted by her own mother.

"But-" Her mom's eyes land on me and she looks me up and down, "Who is this young man?"

Amie rolls her eyes, "Ethan, we are classmates."

"Oh, how have you not mentioned this handsome young man before?" She does a 360 around me and I blush.

"I don't know." I smile and look at Amie.

"I am not gonna mention him in the future either, he's here because we got paired up for a project." She says with visible disgust on her face. Does she hate me that much? It's starting to hurt now.

Her mom gives me a weak smile and I follow Amie upstairs, her room is very bland except she has a lot of band posters on the wall. I look around and smile, the room exudes a unique, nostalgic smell. It reminds me of that one place me and Elijah used to go to in the woods when we were kids.

I sit on the bed and feel my mood getting uplifted then I notice the enraged look on Amie's face, "Get off my fucking bed." she yells.

I stand up and wonder what I did wrong, "Why? What happened?"

"I dont want your imprint on my bed, I sleep there. Sit on the floor!" She is starting to make me angry now. She is being ridiculous and unreasonable.

"What did I ever do to you? Why are you a dick to me?" I confront her.

Amie sighs and lets out a somewhat sarcastic chuckle, "I am a dick? That's coming from you seriously?"

She can't stop laughing. "Ethan-n, you are a dick and you're friends with other dicks." She continues to speak.

"The jocks? I hate them! If I don't hang out with them, I'd have no friends." I say truthfully.

Amie finally stops laughing as she hears the sincerity in my voice, "So you'd rather have horrible friends than no friends?" she scoffs.

I shrug my shoulders.

"I was right, you're a coward, Ethan best." She states.

I accept my defeat and sit down on the floor but Amie protests, "Don't." she motions for me to sit next to her and I do so.

Then we talk about the project and work on it. Amie is a smart kid, I didn't expect that but I didn't expect her to be dumb either. I dont know what I expected but I'm glad she's carrying me through this project.

My eyes land on her PC which is sitting on the table, her roblox main page is open.

"You play roblox?" I ask and she nods in response.

"So do my friends, I don't get it. How do yall play that over minecraft? Minecraft is much better!!" I reply.

"Whatever. "Amie rolls her eyes.

I scoff, "No seriously my friends are always on about the murder mystery halloween update or something like that. I am so tired of hearing it! like stop obessesing over that stupid lego game."

Amie looks at me, "Then I stand up to them, Ethan. Tell them to shut up."

She is right but she doesn't understand my situation. I brush off whatever she said and we get on with the project. By the time it turns dark outside, we have made peace. Amie doesn't hate me anymore. She knows I'm not one of the jocks now or wait I am one of the jocks but I don't think I wanna be.

I hug her goodbye and go back home with one sentence lingering in mind, "Then stand up to them, Ethan. Tell them to shut up."

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(next day at lunch)

I am sitting with my friends who make me feel the lonliest, ironically. I scoff and hear them talking about something dumb yet again. They are making fun of some kid, I ponder over my own thoughts and look at Cayla.

She acts like I don't exist when she doesn't need me, I look over at Elijah, I can't believe we used to be close. Now he seems like a stranger. The noise of Jack's laughter rings in my ears and I stand up then bang the table.

"Shut the fuck up!" I scream and make eye contact with all of them.

"Ok, I won't pick you in the football game. You're gonna have to be on the loser team." Jack spits on my food and the rest of the boys laugh. I stomp out of there. It did feel nice to say what i flt on the inside for once. 

I feel empowered who cares if we got into a fight.