Hating Emilia

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-Emilia Diaz-

It's been a few weeks since that whole..situation happened with Ethan.

He's been living here since, in the room next to mine, he's been saying how there's no point in trying for school since he's already close to expulsion.

But I think papà is gonna try and help avoid that, I hope, because I really want to see Ethan succeed, he deserves it.

The bruises are almost fully healed luckily, by prom he should be fully healed, hopefully he's okay to go.

"I found a dress for prom" I say and Ethan nodded his head spacing out, I sigh "Ethan..what's wrong?" I asked

"How are you so okay with Cassie and I being separated?" He asked, I frowned "your still able to see her." I say and Ethan scoffs "yeah, when." He mumbled

"Ethan, please." I beg him to communicate with me, he's been so closed off lately, it's scaring me

"I'm fine, Em" he says, avoiding me "no you aren't, you won't even look at me, you won't even call me by the damn nickname." I say staring at him.

Ethan finally looks at me "I keep hurting you." He says, I stare at Ethan "no you aren't." I tell him

"Ethan, you aren't hurting me." I assure him, he shook his head "I've hurt everyone, Emilia, every person in that school." He says "your parents did worse." I say and he freezes

I don't think he's fully processed what's happened between them, he always deflects it when some tries bringing it up

It's just- not easy I guess "so, prom?" He asked I stare at him "what kind of dress are you getting?" He asks

I sighed, and then Ethan nods his head "right, sorry." He says and I stare at him "why don't you want to talk about it?" I ask "about your dress?"

"What- no- about that happened?" I say staring at Ethan "because, it doesn't matter to me, it's done, it was probably going to happen either way." He said

"Ethan.."

"And with how drunk they get, I wouldn't have been surprised if they both did it, because I always knew somehow that this would happen, I just didn't know if it'd be my dad, my mother or both." He said staring at the bed sheet

"Ethan.."

"I mean, does it really matter? It's not like I can report it, I'm eighteen, I can live on my own, and almost did because they kicked me out."

They kicked him out?

"So no, I don't care, it happened, it's done, and I don't care." He tells me, "Ethan..please, just look at me." I see his jaw tighten, and then he looks at me

The bruise on his cheek is a weird yellowish color, it's fading, the cuts on his knuckles are almost fully healed, the cut on his lip healed.

I'm not sure about the bruise near his ribs, but I'm sure it's almost fully healed.

I pull Ethan into my hold, he rests his head on my stomach "I'm so fucking tired" he says, I run my fingers through his hair.

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We both fell asleep, it's now three p.m. and we have a few tests coming up, mostly our finals since the school years almost over.

I've very nervous for graduation, and waiting to hear back from two more colleges.

Ethan and I are in my room studying, and of course the doors opened a bit since my parents want the door opened if we're together, I'm helping him study for an upcoming exam.

Which he's not really paying attention unfortunately because 'he hates this' he quoted "just solve the two questions" I say pointing to the paper I gave him.

Ethan rolls his eyes and does it, he stares at the paper for a good two minutes before trying to grab his phone "no, no cheating" I say pointing at me "are you against me or something?" He asks

"No? Now keep doing the questions." I say making him groan out of annoyance.

The front door opens and I'm assuming it's just my parents, but what I don't expect is the blood coming out of my fathers side.

And then Ethan notices "what the hell.." he say, Ethan looks at me, I get up and go shut my door "Emilia, what the hell did I just see?" He asks sitting up fully now "uh-" I can't find the words to use.

He wasn't supposed to see that. And I know I wasn't supposed to see it either

Ethan stares at me "I- I can explain." I say and he gets off my bed "what, what are you telling me?"

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"You own a mafia?" Ethan questions, papà nodded his head "you were never meant to find out, for your safety." He says

"So-so what happens now that I know?" Ethan asked "you can't tell anyone.." I say and he looks at me

"What if I get questioned?" He asks "then you tell me." My father said "is that understood?" He asks.

Ethan nodded his head slowly "what happens if I say something? He asks papà

"I'm sure you wouldn't want to know." Papà says and Ethan nodded slowly

Him and I leave my fathers office and go back to my room "okay, now tell me about this dress." He says, I smile "well, it's my favorite color, red, but kinda like a dark red" tell him, Ethan hummed

"Yeah?"

I nod my head "yeah, I'm probably gonna curl my hair too, I'm really excited." I say smiling, I didn't go to prom last year

My friends were saying not to go, but they went, which wasn't fair really since they went, and I was told not to, Ellie didn't go because I didn't

I wish I realized sooner that they didn't care for me "how's it been working at the restaurant?" I asked Ethan

He shrugged "pays really fucking well" he tells me and I nod my head

Knowing my father's in control of the pay checks.

Ima be honest

I wasn't really feeling this chapter😮‍💨 at all tbh

Hence why it's short, if I was feeling it, it would've been longer, and this book is almost over (yes ik it's longer than most books)

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-Alana💕