You were walking home from a party, when you were grabed and thrown in a vehicle. You had no idea why until after you fell in love with Ethan. You couldn't believe what you found out. Will you stay with him or will you leave?
I woke up and looked at the alarm clock on the side table. It was 3:47. I got up and walked into the closet. I picked out and outfit and walked to the bathroom to take a shower. After I got out I grabbed a first aid kit and cleaned up the cut on my forehead. I put a small bandaid on it. I looked fucking stupid. I got changed and looked in the mirror.
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I didn't wanna go downstairs but I had to face reality. I walked out and walked down the steps only to see Ethan on the couch, but I didn't see Grayson. Ethan glanced at me and smirked. "Grayson went to the store" he said. I ignored him and walked to the kitchen sitting down and looking at a newspaper on the counter. "You can't ignore me forever" he said. I ignored him again and look at the newspaper. I was on the front page. It qouted something my mom said.
I couldn't read it so I set it back down and turned around. "Holy fuck!" I shouted. Ethan was standing behind me while I was reading it. He started laughing while I rolled my eyes. "Told you, you couldn't ignore me forever". I got off the chair and walked past him into the living room sitting down on the couch. He walked over and stood in front of the TV pissed. I was making him mad by ignoring him? That's funny asf. He was blocking my way of the TV so I just acted like he wasn't there.
"The fuck is your problem!" He screamed. I ignored him again and that's when he threw a glass cup across the living room making it shatter. I jumped a little. "Oh now you can fucking hear!!" He yelled. He walked outside. I got up to clean up the glass because I didn't want Grayson thinking I did it. I grabbed a bag and started throwing pieces of glass in it. I sliced my hand on a peice and kept cleaning it up. After I was done I threw the glass away and grabbed some paper towel.
Then the door opened. It was Ethan. He looked over at me but I was turned around. When he looked over at the place he threw the cup it was gone. Then he went over to me and saw the bloody paper towel. "Dammit" he said under his breath. He walked off and then came back a minute later with a first aid kit. He sat down next to me and grabbed my hand. I yanked my hand back. "Fuck" I winced. "Give me your damn hand" he said. I looked at him, he didn't look mad anymore. He looked hurt. I gave him my hand and he cleaned it and rapped it in bandage. "Great now both my hands are fucked up" I said quietly. He chuckled. He actually has a cute laughed.
