Confusing // Ethan Dolan

Chapter thirty

Ethan's POV

"Where the fuck is she?"

"I don't know, dude." Tyler answers. What a fucker.

"I'm going to ask you another time. Where the fuck is she?" I'm going to fucking hurt him if he doesn't answer.

"I don't fucking know, Ethan." He's getting into my nerves.

I grab him by his neck and push him against a wall. He's scared. Of course he is. He better be.

"Yes you do, I heard you talking about her. Answer me now and you won't regret it later, where the fuck is she?"

"He took her upstairs," I was damn right.

I go upstairs as fast as I can. Fuck. If he touches her, I swear I'll kill him. I can't even imagine what I'd do if I catch him doing something... Something I know it'd make me mad. Something I wouldn't stand. He must be. He's a fucking stupid, everybody knows that.

I open the first door I see. Nothing. I open the second door I see. A bathroom and nobody's inside. I open the fucking third door I see. A stupid couple. I open the fourth door I see. Fuck.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I say through my teeth.

I grab fucking Andrew by his t-shirt and push him against the wall, as I punch him on the nose more than three times. I fucking hate him.

He tries to defend himself but he cannot. He knew how mad this would make me and he did it anyways. I know he did it to piss me off, and now he's going to regret it so bad.

I hit him several times. Not to kill him, though. As much as I'd love to kill him, I'm not going to. I can't. I'm not that fucked up, but I'd love to. Yet I want him to suffer, besides becoming a killer won't help me.

My beautiful Malena is shaking, I know for a fact she's not scared of me but of Andrew. She's drunk and she must be so fucking lost right now.

"Baby," I say and hug her. She hugs me back as she keeps shaking.

I grab a blanket that's on the bed and cover her naked body. Even if Andrew wanted to piss me the fuck off, how could he do this to her? This beautiful human being. This beautiful creature with the most beautiful and shining smile ever seen.

He took advantage of her drunk state and tried to touch her. Maybe even fuck her. Maybe? Fucking yes. I'm sure he tried.

"You're okay now. You're with me, nothing bad can happen to you." I tell her.

He gets up and I kick him in the stomach so he's on the floor again. He mumbles a few curses, but with the pain he's feeling, he isn't able to speak. God, he isn't able to move.

I put Malena into her clothes and take her in my arms. I can hear her sobs and feel my arm a little wet because of her tears. It kills me. It kills me not being able to make her smile, to tell her how much I love her, to hold her and never let her go. I know I am able to do that, but not right now. She needs it now, but I can't give it to her in this very moment. She wouldn't understand. Her emotions are mixed, the best thing she can do is sleep.

Before closing the door and finally leave the fucking and stupid party that I shouldn't have Malena to come in a fucking first place, I take another look at Andrew before speaking. He's on the floor suffering because of his very own actions.

"Stay away from her. Don't you ever talk to her, nor look at her. Fuck you." And with that said, I leave the room.

I'm going to take Malena home. Broken up or together, I don't care. She's the best thing I have, I can't let her become another fucked up thing that's part of my life. She's my light at the end of the fucking tunnel, as stupid as it sounds, it is true.

Why couldn't someone take fucking care of her? Is it so difficult to keep her somewhere where there isn't any fucking dicks that want to take advantage of her? I know she's hot as fuck, but that isn't an excuse. She's fucking mine and everybody should know that by now. I love her, I love her like nobody does. She means everything to me. She drives me insane. So fucking crazy.

I get out of Billy's house. He seemed worried when I was carrying Malena down the stairs. The only person that seemed to care, then why didn't he looked after her? Fucking Billy.

The ride from the party to my house is quick, telling that I'm going 90 in a 55, I wouldn't be surprised. I'm scared. Why am I scared? I don't fucking know. Nothing can happen to her now that she's with me, obviously. But, there's something about the way she was shaking, the way her eyes were red because of the alcohol and the crying, the way her cheeks were swollen. I can't stop picturing her in that way, even if she's next to me in this fucking moment.

Doing everything I can to be as quiet as fuck when I enter my house, Malena keeps groaning in her sleep as I carry her to my room. Damn, she's gorgeous.

I can't believe what happened tonight. Who knows what could've happen if I wasn't there? Perhaps if I didn't make it on time... Fuck. Andrew. Fucking dick. Where were her friends when she needed them? Fucking Cameron. I'm sure she was even drunker than Malena.

"Ethan?" She says with her eyes still closed as I lay her on my bed. Pure perfection.

"Yes?"

"Never leave me again." After she says this I can tell she's still drunk, and that makes me smile even wider. I look like a loser right now, but I don't give a fuck.

"I won't."

I put her into my clothes so she can, at least, have a nice sleep. This was a long ass night, everything will be better tomorrow.

I get into the bed next to her and I hold her tight. I won't let anything bad happen to her, ever again. Fuck. I can't stop imagine her and Andrew. If I ever see that guy again, doing something that could make me mad, I won't think it twice and I'll break his fucking legs.

"Goodnight babe," I tell the beautiful girl that is next to me and I kiss her lips, just like the first night she slept here.