A Bad Boy's Shy Boy

Chapeter 11: Goodbye look

Ethan's P.O.V
I had lost Grayson. I looked all around for him. No luck. My friend grabbed me and began to talk to me. Distracting me from finding Grayson. As we talked I herd a roar in the crowd then the chanting, "fight fight fight!". I abandoned my friend an made my way through the crowd to see who was fighting.
"Grayson!" I yelled as soon as I saw his face. I immediately charged and pulled the guy off Grayson.
"Grayson, can you hear me?" I ask kneeling down by him. The blood ran down his cheeks from his nose. He could hardly hold open his left eye. I stood up and helped him up. I left the crowd and pretty much dragged him home.
He sat on the coach as I went to grab a cloth an wet it. I carefully whipped away all the blood. He begins to laugh.
"Whats so funny?" I ask.
"Why?"He asks looking at me as his laugh stops.
"What?" I ask a bit confused.
"Why was that not the worst moment of my life? Why can't I be normal?" He asks as his voice cracks.
"I don't know." I say shaking my head as I let my hands fall upon my thighs and I look off to the side and let my thoughts flow.
"Tell me why!" He shouts as he looks up trying to keep in the tears.
"I don't know, Grayson! The only thing I know right now is that we have to be strong. That's what you taught me." I say standing up and walk off to the sink.
"So what?! Am I not supposed to cry? Am I supposed to suck it all up and be a man? Obviously I'm a hypocrite! I can't do it anymore, Ethan! I'm done! I'm so damn tiered of this! All of it! No more." He yells as he gets up and looks over at me.
"You think this is easy for me?! Huh? It's not Grayson! Over here I'm slowly dying with my suicidal thoughts but I have to keep myself alive for your ass! I'm tiered of you always complaining that things are bad for you when I don't even want to breath anymore! Id rather die than be here living on this hell called earth! Do you not understand that I'm fighting to live not for me but for you!" I yell as I chuck a class from the sink on the floor. He stands there in complete silence.
"I didn't know that's how you felt. I'm sorry I ruined your life. I'll just leave." He utters.
"Grayson. I didn't mean that. I'm sorry." I say dropping everything in my hands and quickly walking over to him. I pull him into a hug and let him cry. I held him tightly. I hatted myself for saying those things to him. It wasn't true.
"I love you so fucking much. I will always care about your problems. I know things are much worse for you than they are for me. You didn't ruin anything. I'm the one who ruins things. I'm no good for you. But I need you." I say in almost a whisper as tears run down my cheeks.
"You're the best thing for me Ethan. If I didn't have you I probably wouldn't be here today." He says pulling away and looking into my eyes. I wipe away his tears as he whips away mine.
"I'm sorry I swore at you and I'm sorry I yelled at you." I say.
"It's ok." He whispers as he places a kiss on my forehead.

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Grayson's P.O.V.
That night I went home. My father was asleep passed out drunk on the coach. I sneak upstairs and into my room, trying my hardest not to make a sound. I change my clothes and crawl into bed along with Ethan's jacket.

2 hours later

"Grayson! Grayson wake up!" I hear someone's voice shouting over me as I'm being shaken.
"What's going on?" I ask in a muffled voice. I slowly open my eyes and sit up. I see Ethan start to clear.
"Look!" He says holding two papers in front of him.
"What at you doing here Ethan? You can't be here. It's 2:00 in the morning!" I whisper yell.
"Look! Grayson look! Look at what I got us." He says pushing me over in the bed and crawling in.
"How did you get in?" I ask.
"The window. Is this my jacket?" He asks pulling up his black leather jacket from under him.
"Are you drunk?" I finally ask.
"What? No! Grayson look." He says handing me the papers. I take a close look at them. The receipt for two plane tickets to California along with a registration for a hotel.
"What's this?" I ask putting the papers down in front of me and looking over at him. He gradually grabs my Han and holds it in his.
"I thought maybe you would want to get away for while. I bought us plane tickets to California so I could get away with you. Do you not want to go?" He asks real quiet.
"Of course I want to go! Babe this is amazing. This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me." I say as tears begin to fill in the corner if my yes. Tears of joy. Tears I haven't had for years. He places a kiss on my forehead before getting up.
"Tomorrow night we leave ok?" He says standing by the window.
"But we have school to go to." I say.
"It's ok. Don't worry about it. Sleep tight and lock your windows." He says climbing out. I quickly get out of bed to check if he's ok. I wave goodbye to him and watch him walk away. I close the window tight and lock it, doing as he said. I curl back up in bed and begin to worry. A lot.
     I always seem to worry. Mr. Worry. That's me. But things were falling apart so fast. School was the main thing. Maybe I should just drop out. Ethan and I together. This is our second to last year. I haven't really even decided if I wanted to go up collage. Was this bad? I'll get no where if I drop out but it sure would make things a whole lot easier. This is bad. Maybe I'll just leave school for a week or so and come back and everything would be ok right?

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"We need a break." I say to Ethan that night as he entered my room.
"What do you mean?" He asks.
"I'm sorry but I can't do this anymore. I just need a break." I say.
"Are we... breaking up?" He asks not understanding. I saw the hurt and confusion in his eyes.
"No! God no. It's just till school is over. I'm only 16, turning 17 in 2 months. I can't just abandon everything to be with you. I'm just a kid. We are just a couple of kids." I say grabbing his hands in mine and pulling him close.
"You're right. I'm sorry I dragged you into this. I only want what's best for you and if this is it and this is what you want then so be it." He says with a tear escaping. I gently whip it away.
"It's only for 3 mouths and a half. It's not the end of the world. I love you. I'll still love you when the sun shines and the temperatures rise in summer." I say.
"I guess I should go now." He says dropping my hands.
"One temporary last kiss." I say pulling his face to mine and locking lips with his.
"I will wait." He whispers pulling away and giving me a goodbye look.

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      Just a little note: if you ever see spelling airs or something  that doesn't quite fit I'm sorry. I like to write and then publish right away. I'll try and go back to fix things in the future.