Wrong-An Ethan Morales FanFiction

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟗

𝓘𝓼𝓪𝓫𝓮𝓵

     Iᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋs ɴᴏᴡ sɪɴᴄᴇ Eᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ I ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ I ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ image of killing all the girls he talked to was ever possible. Making them feel a blade of a fucking knife or the bullet of the gun for even getting close to him.
     This was my own fault, I know. But whenever I saw him say a simple "hey" to a girl and pass by like I was thin air, it made my eye twitch and keep focus on the girl he had talked to, who would be left flabbergasted and flustered, like she would be about to faint.
     At this moment, my eyes were locked on the girl sitting on a table at the cafe, which was one of the few girls he had talked to these past few days at school.
     I hoped I made her feel watched, uncomfortable. So uncomfortable she would have to get out of here from the weird and unsettling feeling while the image of her blood on the walls of her own bedroom and me standing above her while the knife dripped with the crimson colored liquid.
     This was bad. So wrong.
     God would never forgive me for thinking these things about a girl that was probably innocent and never did any harm to the planet.
      "Isabel. Your eye is twitching again." Theo reminded me as he came closer, holding out the mug of coffee I had asked to to pour for me while we were on our break.
     I cast a quick glance at him and blinked a few times, before pursing my lips and taking the mug out of his hands, settling it between mine, "Sorry."
     "It's fine, you know?" He chuckled, leaning against the counter I was myself leaning on, taking a sip of his own coffee.
     "But it's weird, right? Watching your own employee start twitching her eye out of nowhere." I chuckled, looking over at him and taking a sip off of the mug.
     "Not at all," He started, visibly hesitating on telling me something before he spoke up, "My mom had brain cancer when I was a kid. Before things got really bad, her left eye usually twitched. And it gave her a really bad headache right after. Then she started getting mentally incapable and physically unstable and that's when things got worse."
     My gaze softened, and I couldn't help but feel pity for him.
     "I'm really sorry, Theo."
     "Oh, it's fine. It's been a long time since then," He explained, looking back down at me before letting out a sigh and gulping the rest of his coffee, "We should get back to work."
     He walked into the storage and left me all alone at the reception as I finished drinking my beverage, placing the mug down and going back to the register, now crazy worried about Theo and having completely forgotten about the girl from earlier.
     But it had worked, she left. A victorious smile crept up on my lips as I left my eyes fixed on the empty table before I continued my work here.
     Once my shift was over and I was walking towards my car, a weird feeling entered my body. Unknown. And really weird.
     Goosebumps rose up on my skin, shiver after shiver rippled through my body and I felt cold, my eyes rounded as I realised.
     I was being watched. Again.
     I cast a quick glance all around of me, checking my surroundings and making sure I was not mistaking myself. There was no one. Yet, I felt it.
     The feeling of eyes all over you, watching your every move while you were desperate to know who it was. Normally, you would never notice that you were being stalked, but I do.
     The curiosity of trying to find whoever it was, was on the edge of my mind, but I contained myself and just got inside my car, closing the door and hoping the feeling went away, but it did not.
     My phone rung with a notification, and my heart started pounding against my chest.
     A trembling hand reached for my phone, grabbing it suddenly. My heart went back to beating normally and my breathing slowed when I saw it was an incoming call from Devi. I quickly picked it up.
     "Yes?" I asked out of pure habit, since it was the only thing I would say after I picked up a call.
     "Girl, are you still working?" Devi said on the other line, the sound of people talking behind her almost making it impossible to hear her.
     "No, I just got out, why?" I questioned her, now curious to why it sounded like she was with multiple people.
     "You should come over to my house, all the girls are here. And Maria is itching to see you. A bit too literally." I chuckled, looking down at the hand that was resting on my thigh.
     "Alright. I'm coming over. Wait like, ten minutes." I answered before I hung up without another word and stuck the key into the ignition, starting the car and getting out of my parking spot, the feeling of being watched still there.
     I shook harder, driving faster as fear trickled up my spine, making me straighten myself as I drove towards Devi's house in a rush, desperate to feel this go away.
     Maybe once I was at her house it would all go away and I would have fun with the girls and my little sister, but once I got there, it didn't.
     I knocked at the door and waited until Nalini opened the door for me, a wide smile on her face as she opened the door wider for me.
     "Hello, Isabel, the girls are upstairs, alright?" She informed with a smile as I walked inside, taking off my shoes and leaving them at the doorstep before smiling at her.
     "Thank you, Nalini." I thanked, walking over to the stairs.
     But before I walked upstairs, I felt the need to say this.
     "Thank you for everything, Nalini. You don't know how grateful I am that you keep Maria here, and far away from our parents." Her gaze softened.
     "Anytime, sweetheart. You're welcome anytime." She told me before closing the front door and keeping her eyes locked on mine.
     "I'll pay everything once I'm older and I have a stable job, I promise." I mumbled, but she shook her head to say no.
     "No, sweetheart. I will never accept your money. You're saving your sister from a household where she should have never been born into, and you haven't saved yourself yet because you wanted to save her first. I could never feel the need to ask you for the money I have spent on Maria, because right at this moment, I would have spent millions if it meant you'd walk out of there with no fears." The woman explained, and I could feel myself on verge of tears again before I stopped myself and mouthed a small "thank you" to her.
     My feet moved on their own towards Devi's room, the tears sliding silently down my face until I reached the door and wiped the beads off my face with the back of my hand, taking a few deep breaths before I opened the door and saw the five girls look up at me.
     "Yay, she's here!" Devi said before getting up from the floor and walking over to me, wrapping her arms tight around me before I did the same.
     Tears started springing back into my eyes, but before they could slip out of my burning eyes, I pulled back and gave Devi a soft smile, but I knew she didn't take it. I knew she knew I was just on the verge of crying while we were hugging. Yet she kept herself silent for me and turned around, facing the rest of the girls.
     "Alright! Where were we?" She said with a wide smile, everyone looking at us with smiles on their faces too as they all sat on the floor, Maria scrolling through her phone.
     "What were you guys doing?" I asked Devi as we both sat down on the floor, next to the girls.
     "Playing Never Have I ever." Aneesa answered, and I smiled back at her before we all started playing the game. Something felt off about Eleanor.
     The feeling I was being watched still lingered, and it scared the shit out of me. I was inside a fucking house, where I had a few people watching over me, so how could a stalker watch me and not get caught?
     "I'll start," Eleanor said, visibly thinking about something before she started talking again, "Never have I ever...had sex with a guy that my friend liked."
     We all looked at each other before looking back at her, and she was looking straight into my soul. If she was talking about that, I swear...
"You should put a finger down, Isabel." She finally said, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her.
      "Eleanor, you liked him months ago. Weren't you trying to get back with Trent?" I asked her, crossing my arms over my chest, my eyebrows narrowing slightly.
      "But I liked him before you did, and the thing with Trent isn't really working right now. Plus, didn't you break up with Ethan, recently?" My jaw clenched at the mental image of Ethan and Eleanor together, the thoughts I had about the other girls before getting back in mind but with Eleanor instead.
     "I'm going to try to get back with him, so you can't do anything. Take Trent instead, he'll make it worth your while." I said, knowing what I just said sounded so stupid. Ethan would make it worth her while if they ever got together. Especially in bed.
     But that would never happen. Not while I'm here. Not while I'm alive.
     "Oh so you just said that he isn't worth my while, but what about you then?"
     "That's not what I—"
     "It is what you meant, Isabel. You're broken up, I like him. Easy. He's mine by now," She started, taking a breath before she continued right after, "You only got him out of pure luck. Maybe he just wanted sex, got it, then left. Maybe that's why he left you so easily, because you probably wanted it every day to the point he was so exhausted that he couldn't keep up with you so he was waiting until you got tired of him and—"
     "That's what you think of me, that I'm a slut, or something? You're wrong, Eleanor. I didn't leave him because of that. But I regret ever leaving him. Because as much as I hate admitting it, I love him. More than I could ever show in only words and letters. A lot more than you ever could. A lot more than anyone could. You want him? Good. But he'll never take you. Even when you kissed at his party, you didn't know where to put your hands. Do you now?" Silence,"Exactly. Maybe if I'm that much of a slut, Eleanor, you should try to learn something from what you've think of me. Sluts fuck a lot better."
     I let out the breath that I didn't even know I was holding and stood up, caressing Maria's head for a few seconds before I took my purse from the floor and left, hearing the girls start to argue behind the closed door.
     As much as I love Eleanor, she sometimes has a bitchy personality that I cannot take up my ass, so I did the mature thing of leaving before things got heated and I would have just probably started hitting something. Or someone.
     I cast a lance glance at Nalini and her mother-in-law, both cooking in the kitchen and laughing while I put on my shoes and the Vishwakumars' house, heading to my car before I started to drive home, knowing that the two asshole parents of mine would be there, but I had to act like they weren't, and maybe they wouldn't even bother yelling at me.
     Unless they were already yelling at each other.
     Once I got home, my hypothesis were right. They were fighting again. But I acted like I didn't see them and walked upstairs.
     My clothes still smelt like coffee and food, so I decided to take a quick shower and try to forget the fact that someone was still watching me, hidden on the shadows somewhere around me.
     Yet, I felt like I wanted that feeling to stick around a little longer.