BITTERSWEET ➥ ETHAN LANDRY

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   "Look, I'm really, really sorry." Ethan wines, getting onto his knees. He sits in-front of Natalia who is sitting at the edge of the bed.

   "I just don't understand why you would say such a thing. You know it's not us." She says, eyes avoiding his.

   Ethan looks down. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I was being blamed for being a murder. Okay? I didn't know what to say." He looks up. "Look at me."

   Natalia doesn't.

  He cups the side of her face with both hands. "Please, look at me Nat." Now begging.

   She looks at him. Those damn brown eyes. "I love you, okay? I'm sorry. I know it's not you or the others." He says.

   He presses their foreheads together, kissing hers. "This is just a scary situation. Trust me, I'm scared shitless. Just-just trying to find someone to blame. I want this to be over as much as you do." he shakes his head.

   It didn't take long for Natalia to give in. She was aware the boy wasn't lying. He was being blamed for murdering multiple people. Of course it would scare him.

   The two stare at each other for what feels like an eternity, before Natalia smashes her lips against his. Wanting to be closer to him more then ever. She couldn't stay mad at for him for long.

She lied down on her bed not daring to break the kiss. Ethan was now on top of Natalia.

Ethan pulled back. "I want you. All of you."

Natalia's breath hitched in her throat. "I'm all yours." She whispers leaning in kissing him. Her hand makes her way into his hair as she brought him closer to her. Ethan presses his body against hers, breathing in heavily through his nose.

"I want to touch you, to feel you everywhere. You're driving me crazy." He grimaced.

Natalia felt like her heart was going to explode as his eyes flicker down to her lips.

"Touch me." She says. As if, something switched in that pretty little head of his, he focused on her neck. Natalia whimpers as the boys hand makes it's way down her stomach, hovering over the hem of her shorts.

"Are you sure?" He asked in a soft voice.

"Yes." She nods stiffly. Ethan unbuttons and shrugs off his shirt throwing it onto the floor.

Natalia's hands reach out feeling his muscular stomach. The boy was actually built. She knew he worked out but damn.

He reaches down taking off Natalia's shirt, followed by the rest of their clothes.

It wasn't long after that Ethan was now inside of her. He frantically moves his hips, scared that he would hurt her. But it was impossible to hurt her when he was hitting a deep spot, bringing Natalia various amount of pleasure. She struggled to not make noise, remembering the others were in the other room.

He let's out a loud grunt. "Ethan!" The girl protested. Afraid that someone might walk in. Slowing down his pace, and pressing sweet kisses on her.

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Hayley barges in the room letting out a squeal. "So how was it?"

"How was what?" Natalia questions.

"Ethan. How was Ethan?" Hayley wiggles her eyebrows.

   He had just left for econ. Claiming he needed to boost his grade or else. Natalia had wished the boy skipped for once—atleast until, they were safe.

   "I have no idea what you mean by that." Natalia shakes her head, knowing exactly what Hayley meant.

   Hayley scoffs. "Did you, you know..." she clears her throat. "Pop your cherry. Get down and dirty. Seal the deal. Wet the Willy-" She winks.

   "Ew, stop!" Natalia throws a pillow at her. "Never say that again."

   "Oh, c'mon. Tell me the tea. You could practically hear you guys from a mile away. Seriously, I bet the entire apartment complex heard you." She says dramatically.

   "First off, we weren't even being that loud! Secondly,-" Natalia argues.

    Hayley jumps up from excitement. "So it's true! Woo-hoo, I knew it. Chad owes me twenty bucks now."

   "You guys were betting on it?" Natalia asks, baffled.

   "Oh. No. Not at all." Hayley utters. "Definitely not."

   Natalia rolls her eyes. Patting her bed signaling for Hayley to sit down.

   Hayley raises a brow. "You think I'm going to sit on your bed knowing what you just did? You filthy gal." She adds in a British accent.

"Can I trust you?" Natalia asks the girl. It was a possibility that the killer could be someone in the friend group. For fucks sake, the last two were people everyone thought they could trust. Richie and Amber. Sams boyfriend and Tara's girlfriend.

"Do you trust me?" Hayley asked.

"I don't know. I can't trust anyone right now." Natalia says running her hands through her hair.

It was the scariest situation someone could possibly be in. Could you really give your trust out to people?

"Do you trust Ethan?"

He wasn't just anyone. He was the boy who blushed at the sight of her. He was the boy who gave her roses & chocolates whenever she was sad. He was the boy read books to her as he held her. He was the boy who loved her. Her flaws, insecurities, all of her.

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