❀thirty three

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I woke up the next day on Ethan's bed, I rubbed my eyes with my hands trying to figure out what was going on

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I woke up the next day on Ethan's bed, I rubbed my eyes with my hands trying to figure out what was going on.

I get so light headed in the morning.

This morning in particular everything felt off, it was so quiet to begin with, I mean it is someone else's house so they probably don't make noise like my place.

I gently got out from the bed and headed to shower, entering the bathroom I find a sticky note on the wall.

Pink tooth brush is yours, skincare products are on the shelf, I didn't know what you like so I got the what I could find?

I smile at the note, it's Ethan's handwriting. Oh right we kind of had a fight last night and he walked out on me, was i too much?

Why did I yell at him, he helped me so much by paying my debt and he's been acting so nice with me but yet I shouted at him, in his own house?

Opening the shelf and there's CeraVe products accompanied by créme de la mer ones, my jaw hits the floor this shit is expensive as hell oh my god, why couldn't he ask for the cheaper ones.

I sigh taking off my shirt and entering the shower, I'd talk to him. I wanted to apologize for everything that had happened to last night.

I owed him that.

I get out from the shower wondering what I'd wear when the door is knocked by someone from the other side, my heart starts to race rapidly.

Ethan? What am I going to say to him, I haven't even thought of anything yet, Jesus what the hell am I going to do.

Another knock on the door.

"Come in"

The door slightly opens and the maid from yesterday who's name I found out was Ophelia walks inside.

"Good morning young mistress" she says charmingly walking to me "hello" I greet back, she sets a pair of clothes on the bed and stands Infront of me smiling.

"Here are your clothes for this morning" she tells me "thank you" I'm still clutching onto my towel at this moment.

"Get ready and come downstairs for breakfast" i nod "I'll take my leave" I smile at her as she walks to the door but stops on her tracks.

"I know it's not in my position to say anything but whatever that had happened with the young master yesterday please try to fix it, he's not been himself since last night"

Before I can ask more she opens the door and leaves, what could've possibly happen to make her speak up? I quickly got on my outfit and head downstairs ready to face him.

As I walk to the dining room, welcoming faces are all that greet me. A man, a girl, a grandmother and the staff. I feel awkward right now.

"Please come sit" the man, Ethan's father says removing the chair for me so I can sit down.

I do as told.

"I'm Jodie" the girl says excitedly looking at me "I'm his sister, are you blind?" I chuckle at her question making the grandma look at me in awe.

"You look beautiful when you smile" the grandma says and I grow pink on the face, it happens when I get flustered by something.

"So you're Ethan's girlfriend?" His father asks me and I nod my head.

"How did you start dating?"
"Have you two Kissed?"
"When are you having kids?"

"DADDY, LUCA REYES" Jodie and the grandma shout looking at Ethan's father, he looks at them unapologetically "you're making her uncomfortable, daddy" Jodie rolls her eyes.

"I raised you better than this" I look at the father's face trying to not laugh as his family members attack him for the question.

"Dear, don't mind him, just have your breakfast" we say grace and start devouring the food.

Whoever made this damn soup is who I'll vote for president, it's rich and tasty and savory with the chapati oh my god....I'm in heaven.

"You like the soup!"grandma asks making me nod my head happily "Ethan made it" Jodie chrips in the talk making me go blank for a second.

He did?

But then again this boy made me pasta Alfredo and it was heavenly "really?" I ask and the say yes.

"Ethan hates to cook so when you see him cook it means the person's extra special, I think he made this cause your here" Jodie explain reaching for a chapati on the other plate unamused.

He cooks for special people.

I'm just his special fucktoy I guess.

I sigh, I hear a door open somewhere and seconds later Ethan walks into the dining room testing my patience.

He's wearing shorts SHORTS, with those tight black Nike t-shirts. I almost chocked on my milk seeing him like that, he had his headphones hanging on the neck and running shoes in his hands.

I'm a whore, respectfully.

"Hi" he greets everyone and continues to head upstairs without another word, he might still be mad after what had happened yesterday. I need to talk to him.

I excuse myself to follow him but as I'm standing in the elevator my phone gets a text and I turn it on to take a look.

Derek.

Meet me at forever cafe and let's talk.

I ignore it.

It's serious get here before I force you too.

I ignore it

I miss you darling.

I gulp after reading that text, he misses me... he's finally come back his senses I had to go see him. This was it all my hard work paid off.

 This was it all my hard work paid off

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She's a fucking idiot, I know 💀

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