Chapter 9: Its ok

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•Trigger warning•
1 week later
     I hadn't seen Ethan since that day. I tried to call and I tried to go over but he never answered. I missed him like hell. I went home the day after that night and I did take several beatings from my dad but I didn't care. All I wanted was Ethan. I wanted him back. He was being over dramatic and there was no need to leave me. We could have worked it out. When you love someone you work things out. Right? It couldn't be over now. I needed him more than I've ever needed anyone before an I've said this a million times but I really do. I still went to school everyday and he wasn't there either. He's skipped school for a week. What's going to happen to him. What if he's in jail right now for god knows what. It was Monday morning and I was still laying in bed. I got up and decided to skip school today. Instead I wanted to search for Ethan. I got dressed and left acting like I was going to school but instead I headed for Ethan's house. I tried knocking a couple times but there was no answer. I finally just went for the door knob. I griped it with my hand and turning to the right. Surprisingly it was unlocked. I walked in.
"Ethan!" I yelled quietly
No reply.
"Ethan I miss you. Can you please come see me. Wether it be now or at my house or tomorrow. Or if you just text me. Ethan I need to know that your ok. I need to talk to you. Please ba-" I said not finishing
I wanted to say babe but I didn't know if that was even ok anymore.
There wasn't a sound. Wait! I herd it. I herd some muffling coming from upstairs. I walked up quietly and slowly. I walked past Ethan's room and he wasn't in there. Ethan's room brought back so many memories. I stopped for a minute then kept walking. I saw the worst scene I could ever see. Ethan was sitting on the floor cutting himself.
"Ethan stop!" I yelled running over to him
Seeing the blood made me nauseous. I pulled the blade from his hands and tossed it over to the other side of the bathroom floor.
"Please stop." I said with tears running down my face
He didn't have any expression on his face. I realized he had carved words into his wrist. I miss you on one and Grayson on the other.
"Please no. Don't do this." I said grabbing one of his hands in both of mine
"Tell me you won't do this again." I say
I look away from him and down to his thigh. I remove a shaky hand from his hand and place it to the end of his boxer. I slide my hand under slowly. I feel these puffy strips. I pull my hand out and push his underwear up. Scars appear from more cuts.
"Ethan how long have you been doing this?" I ask with my words shaking an looking up at him not taking my hand away from his thigh
"Ethan get up we have to fix this." I say tugging him
He doesn't move.
"Ethan please get up. For me. Please." I say nicely an looking into his eyes
A tear slide down his cheek . I whip it away and give him a soft smile to make him get up. To give him some life. We both finally get up and I take him over
to the sink. I turn on the water and pull one of his wrist under. The cuts aren't deep and I know he'll be fine. He's my strong rock.
"It will be ok." I whispered
I rinse both arms then find some wrap in the bathroom closet. There's a small altoids box. I grab it and shake it. It doesn't sound like mints. I open the box slowly and revile blades. I grab the wrap and close the door. I walk over to him and wrap his arms up.
"Look at me please." I say softly
He doesn't move.
"Come on baby. Please just look at me." I say grabbing his hand
He slowly looks up. Tears are in his eyes but he's holding it in.
"We can get through this together ok? I know we can. Watch." I say taking the tin box I set on the sink and pulling him over to the window. I pull up the blinds and then push up the window. I turn my head to make sure he's watching. I open the box and toss all the blades out the window. I close the box then toss it out as well.
I turn to him and grab both hands in mine.
"I'm sorry." He says looking into my eyes
"I know. It's ok. I promise we can make things better. Together." I speak in a soft voice
It really did hurt to see him like this. I've seen him at his lowest and he's seen me at mine. I kiss his cheek softly and pull him into a hug. His arms wrap tightly around me and hurt my back.
I pull away wanting him to stop. There was a huge bruise across my back not only from Ethan but from my dad. Ethan's bruise was only a small line across my back. But I had multiple from my dad.
"Look at us. Were both broken and torn apart and we have nobody. But I don't want anybody but you." I say
A small smile come across his face. I smile back at him and his smile gets a little bigger.
"I love you." I say
"I love you too." He says
"I wove you." I say In a cute voice to brighten the mood
"I wove you too." He says laughing
We walk to his room together and lay on his bed. I sit up and look at him. I glide my fingers under his boxers again I feel the other side and lift them both up a little.
"How long, Ethan. How long have you been doing this?" I ask looking at him with both of my hands firmly against his scares
"Not to long. I'll be honest with you. 1 mouth. " he says
"Ethan why didn't you tell me?" I ask
"I don't know. I was sacred."
"Of what? You can tell me anything. You know that right?" I ask
"I guess. I was just sacred you would leave me because I wasn't strong." He says
"Ethan I would never leave you because of something stupid like that." I said
"Promise not to do this again?" I ask
"Promise Grayson. I promise." He says
"Ok." I say
I move away my hands and lay down on his thigh. I kiss his scares lightly. I slowly make my way to his wrist. I kiss his wrist even lighter not wanting to hurt him. He closed his eyes and I make it up to his lips. I press mine softly against his and he makes little effort to kiss me back. He's not showing  that he doesn't care he's just tiered and weak.
"Get some sleep. I'll be here when you wake up. I promise." I say laying my head down on his chest and wrapping my arms around him. He warps one around my back and slowly rubs up and down. This soothes me and I soon fall asleep once again listening to that special heart beat of his.

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