I'd choose you

22. Friends do that kind of stuff, don't they?

My sister is leaving for college in like a day or so, and what am I doing? I'm spending my nights at Ethan's place. Because for the past four days we have preferred fucking rather than talking about whatever this is. I'm in his apartment, a place that I love because of how big and dark it is, it almost feels like a batcave. It's like I'm fucking batman, now I just only have to choose if Ethan is Christian Bale's batman or Robert Pattinson's batman.

We've told everyone that Ethan and I were a two times thing, even Amy thinks so. I just know that she is going to kill me once she finds out that I'm still fucking Ethan.

I'm wearing one of his shirts and a thong. I'm cooking, yes you heard that right. I'm cooking real food, with the stove on and the knives. I'm chopping potatoes just as Ethan taught me how. He is staring down at me, leaning against the counter. "Are you staring at my ass?" I ask and he chuckles. He moves closer to me until the gap between us is broken. Hir arms wrap around my waist.

"You said you didn't do the aftercare shit" I point out. He kisses my neck and I try so hard not to chop my finger off with the knife. "Mhm" he hums in response. 

"You said you didn't sleep with the same girl more than once, you also said that you don't let girls in your house" "yes, Veronica I've broken many of my personal sex rules because of you, but it's because what we're doing here is different" he manages to say before he returns to my neck, kissing it softly. "How is this different?" I ask him to continue. He hums. 

"You are the only woman I have touched in the past month" my eyes widened at his confession. 

"You can't be serious," I reply. I stop chopping and turn around to look at him. "I am, why do you want me to sleep with other women?" he says, crossing his arms over his chest. "No, no of course not, it's just weird... you not being you" I try to explain myself. He walks again to the counter behind me. He chuckles, and I walk to him and wrap my arms around my neck. I kissed him.

"Could you do me a favor?" I say, he nods. "I need you to act like my boyfriend in case my mom wants to meet you," I say and he hums. He then proceeds to groan. "Fine," he scoffs. "Shithead" I say and he laughs, wrapping his arms around me. I look up at him and smile. "I have to go home" I mumble and he groans once again. He also rolls his eyes as I try to walk away, squeezing me, so that I can stay with him.

Ethan and I are just friends. Friends that sometimes act like they're dating to help each other out. Friends that fuck. But still friends. Friends do that kind of stuff, don't they?

But even though we are just friends I am now the only woman Ethan Robinson has been fucking in the past month.

This is not going to end well.

—

My mom stared at me, waiting for me to speak. But I wasn't going to speak. She is sitting at my kitchen table, in front of me along with my sisters and my dad Martin. "So..." there she is. "We talked with your father," she says, as I play with the food on my plate. I hum in response. My sisters turn around to look at me.

"About your boyfriend" "what?" my sisters say together. My dad clears his throat. "Boyfriend?" says Layla. I clear my throat. The one who's most shocked is Rose, because last week I told her I'd fucked Ethan, and last time I saw my dad was a month ago, so that makes me a goddamn cheater. "What's his name Martin?" my mom asks, taking my dad's hand. "Ethan?" he says, more like a question than an affirmation. My face turns completely white, because Rose is staring at me.

"Ethan... as in your cowor-" I kick my sister under the table, "ow" is all she says after. "Yeah Ethan" I say. I don't know what to say or do, because I don't want my mother to meet Ethan. When my father met Ethan I knew it was for a good cause, just to make him happy for his last few months, but my mom. 

Me dating someone is a big deal for her, I'm her only daughter from her first marriage. I'm basically a failed abortion, so she doesn't want me to fuck up her life like she did. The only difference was that my mom was twenty three when she got pregnant, I am now twenty seven, I should be more mature. I press my lips together. 

"I could bring him to Layla's birthday, or not" I say, taking a bite from my food. Layla raises her head from her plate and nods. "I just want to see if that asshole is worth your ass," she says, her mouth still full. Rose laughs.

I am so screwed, because Amy will be at that fucking birthday party, and she will beat my ass, hard. I will not survive Saturday night.

—

My back hit the mattress as soon as my mom and dad left. My sisters are still here. I sigh and shut my eyes.

"You're dating Ethan?" Rose asks, leaning against my bedroom door, I should definitely lock my door more often. 

"Who's Ethan?" Layla asks, appearing next to Rose. "It's a long story" I scoff. Closing my eyes again. I hear a thump sound and almost jump out of my mattress because my two sisters decide to throw themselves on my bed, at the same time, without warning me. "Oh my god" I groan. "Tell us about Ethan," Rose says. "Or else, we'll call him" "you can't call him" I interrupt. "Oh yes we can, Amy sent me his number" I groaned, louder this time. Throwing my feet in the air to try and sit back on the bed. Failing miserably, so I just end up looking like a three year old . But then I finally manage to sit on the bed, and we all sit together on my bed.

"We're not really dating, we're just fucking, but he needed a date for his mom birthday, so I became his date. And then he visited my dad with me" I say and my sisters look at me. "It's weird," Rose says. "It's not," Layla says and her reaction surprises me. She has never been supportive about my stupid ideas, and usually she is right about them.

"Layla, let me just tell you, he is so hot" Rose says chuckling, Layla makes a disgusted face, because she simply does not like men. Layla punches Rose and scoffs. "Yeah like I would care" she responds and looks at me. My sister Layla has always been very insecure about her secuality, it took her years to come out or even to try and date other women. My family and I have been supportive since day one, because that's what she needed, a family to show her the love she deserved.

Please, please forgive for such a short chapter but I promise next chapter will be so worth it.
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Fede