Hating Emilia

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-Ethan Hernandez-

Once again I got suspended, but it was worth it, yes I have more cuts and a bruise near my eye.

But it was still worth it. Josh and Alex had no right harassing Emilia like that, if they wanted to ask questions about what her and I did, they should've came to me.

Not her.

I put ice over the bruise as I look for a medicine for it, at this point I might as well go to the store and grab some.

I shut the cabinets and get up tossing the ice in the sink so it'll melt, I grab my keys and drive to the store.

I go look for the bruise cream and go through the aisle searching for it.

Once I finally find it I grab it and go to the register and putting it on the counter.

The cashier gives me a look when she notices the bruise near my eye, I don't say anything, I pay for it, grab the medicine and walk out driving home.

I put the medicine on the bruise and stare at my fist unwrapping the bandage staring at the blood on it.

I flex my fist and tighten it, staring at how bad the splits are.

I get up and go clean them hissing at the pain when the rubbing alcohol hits the cuts.

I throw the cloth out and sighed, running my hand through my hair and leaving my bathroom

I look around at my room and stare at the electric guitar I own, I have yet to buy a guitar amp I just don't have enough money.

They go for at least a hundred if anything, if I could find a cheaper one I would get it.

But I can't find one, it'd be nice to own one so the guitar sounds better, but oh well.

I grab the guitar off of its stand and tune it because one it sounds like shit, and two I haven't played it in probably over a year.

I open my nightstand drawer to look for the guitar pick and grab it.

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I hear car doors slam and my eyebrows furrow in confusion, I get up and stare out my window seeing my parents are home.

They aren't supposed to be home for another couple of hours, so what the fuck?

I walk back over to my bed and sigh hearing footsteps coming up, my father opens the door

"Your mother, you and I are going out tonight for dinner, fix that bruise." He says before slamming my bedroom door.

The fuck does he mean we're going out for dinner? I get up and walk out of my room downstairs to the kitchen.

"If we're going out, what about Cassie?" I asked my mother rolled her eyes "she's going to a friend's house if you must know." She said

I nodded my head "and do something about that bruise on your face, can't believe you got into another fight." She complained.

I rolled my eyes and then go upstairs putting more of the medicine on the bruise, what the hell do they expect me to do?

Wave a magic wand and it magically disappears? News flash, can't do that.

I look down at my phone and see Emilia texted me, it's around lunch time

My dove: I grabbed extra copies of homework for you

Me: thanks, Em

I turn my phone off and decided to take a nap

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My mother knocks on my door telling me to go get ready for this dinner that I don't want to go to.

I walk to my bathroom and shower, changing into jeans, a shirt and throwing a leather jacket on.

"I'm taking my car." I tell my parents, they don't answer me, they don't look at me they just continue talking and I nodded my head walking out to my car.

I drive to whatever restaurant we're going to.

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My parents made me go out for dinner with them, which is fucking ironic since last I checked they didn't have enough to get groceries, plus I want nothing to do with their job.

We walk into the restaurant and my father turns to me "I don't want you to pull your bullshit, do you hear me?" He tells me and I nod my head controlling the urge to roll my eyes, I follow my parents in

We sit down at a table with some man and women talking and drinking wine, I'm already bored.

I watch them put fake ass smiles on as they sit at the table next to someone they work with, the only time I interact is when I hear my name.

"Ethan's been doing really well in school now." My mother said smiling at this Vincent guy and he nods "that's good." He said with a small chuckle.

I roll my eyes and think of my little dove, debating on going over to her house tonight after this shitty dinner

"So where did you get the money for dinner?" I ask my parents as they stare at me. "Obviously if you can afford a nice dinner I'm sure you can afford groceries too? Am I correct?" All this time I thought we barely had money.

But no. They spent it on fucking nice dinners for themselves while I was out working so Cassidy could have food.

"Ethan, what are you talking about?" My father said it nervously. I chuckle "you know what I'm talking about. You spend all your money on nice dinners for yourself, I spent mine on my sister so she has food to eat." I grit.

"You're speaking nonsense." My mother deadpans I scoff "you know what, I'm done." I say grabbing my wallet throwing a twenty on the table to them "maybe you can use that towards groceries next time." I say getting up

"Ethan sit back in that chair." My father demands, I push the chair back in and grab my jacket and put it on "I'm not some trophy you guys can show off." And with that I leave.

I'm fucking thankful I drove myself here, I wasn't in the mood to hear them argue or shit.

I find myself driving home, yet I don't walk in, Cassie is at a friends house, I get out of my car and start walking. Just to clear my mind.

I take turns I'm familiar with and next thing I know I'm standing in front of Emilia's house.

I see her through her bedroom window, in a tank top and some long pants that look like pajamas

I check my surroundings, left, right and left again before walking towards her window and climbing up to it.

I watch as she sits on her bed most likely doing homework, I lightly knock on her window.

She makes eye contact with me.

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