She's The Artist

| Chapter 17: Let Me In |

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Warning: Mentions of abuse, Mental Health

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I wake up to yelling.

Yes, yelling. . . what a great way to wake up in the morning. Am I right? 

I groan and roll out of bed. Getting up and making my way to the bathroom to freshen up.

But, that's short lived because the yelling only gets worse.

Stupid asshole neighbor!

I wait another 30 seconds or so before I had enough and make my way to the door.

This is not going to be pretty.

I open my door and slam it behind me and turn to Ethan's door.

I pound my fists on the door as hard as I can and wait there, very anger if you ask me, for him to answer.

As I wait, I wonder what the yelling is for.  

Did he get cock blocked? Oh my God! What if he did? That would be funny as he-

"What are you doing here White?" I get snapped out of my thoughts by Ethan's voice speaking to me.

Someone is not happy this morning. . . 

"Okay well, good morning miser let's yell at people all morning long. I would love for you to know that your yelling is not a very nice sound to listen to in the morning. So, if you could just shut the fuck up. . . that would be wonderful." I smile fakey at him and turn to leave.

But before I even take a step, I feel a hand around my wrist stopping me from going anywhere.

"That's all you came here to say? For me to stop yelling?" he asks. Eye's searching.

"Well yeah. What else would I be here for? To make out?"

Oh shit. 

"Well, you only had to ask, White." he winks and then grins.

"Okay yeah in your dreams. But anyways if you could just let go of my wrist, please and thank you I'll be on my way." I try pulling my hand out of his grip but he is way too strong.

"Hmm, and why should I?" he grins even bigger.

This fucking asshole. . . 

"Perez, just let go. . ." I say, pending with my eye's.

His grip turns tighter. His grin drops and his eye's turn darker.

"How. . . How do you know my last name?" he asks, this time why more angered.

Alex, he won't hurt you okay? your fine he would never be like your farther. . .

Oh, double shit.  

As he eyes me, I start to feel fear take over me.

I try to get out of his grip again, but again, he is too strong.

"Ethan please, you're hurting me." I say but he just looks at me.

I let him see how scared I am because that's the only way I know he will let me go.

He let's go of my wrist and I pull it to my chest and step back. Away from him.

But he is just not having that.

He takes a step towards me, I take another back.

We do this until I hit a wall.

Well fuck. 

He cages me in. I look up at him in fear.

What is going to do to me?

He leans his face closer to mine and I just stand there froze. Not knowing what to do.

He's inch's away from my lips when he stops. if I move forward, our lips would meet. But if he moved just a little, his lips would also meet mine.

"Alex. . ." he says.

I look at his eye's, not even daring to look at his lips.

"Yes, Ethan?" I whisper.

Is it hot in here or is it just me? 

He looks from my eye's to my lips when I speak.

Then he says,

"Why won't you let me in?"

I look at him, hard.

He shows so much vulnerability. Like he wants to know everything about me. Like he cares.

I almost cave when he said that. But, I'm not as nieve as I once was.

"Because if I let you in, I don't know if I can save myself again. . ."

Hellooo Everyone!

I really hope you enjoy this chapter! What do you think about Alex and Ethan's relationship? What will happen next? Oh how i wish i could tell you. . . 

Anyways. . .

The next chapter i have a little surprise for you guys. . . :)

But remember, You all are you and don't let anyone change that!

See you guys soon! :)