Change...(Chapter 6)

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Picture of Ethan

He was still beside me,pursing his voice and fidgeting with his thumbs. I sighed and took out a cigarette from the pack nicely kept in my pocket including the lighter. Held the stick between the two fingers,sticking it to my mouth. As I was about to lit it I felt a strong grip which paused me for a second.My eyes rolled to my left following the strength which held me. I tried to escape the force but it was strong enough to govern my arm.

"You know how bad is it?", Zac asked

I threw my lighter and took out the cigarette from my mouth with a free hand.

"I know",I said firmly

He tightened his grip on my wrist like he owned me.His blue orbs were a deep ocean now. The ocean that could gulp the eternity in it.

"You know it's your death?", It was more like a statement. "I,as an individual, wants it.Despite being aware of the consequences,then you are no one to tell me what to do"

"It's good to assume but then practicality doesn't imply on your conjectures. Not continually at least",he said smirking. I was not alerted by the latter.He took the packet and threw it in the pool.My eyes followed his actions and I was taken aback.I've naturally had enough. My anger rose to the peak and I escaped his grip pushing him on the floor with all that I got.I stood up with the empty beer bottle and threw it on him hoping for a blood shed but he rolled to the other side before he could even get a cut and the glass was scattered in pieces.

"My parents never stopped me then who the hell are you?!",I shouted

He stood up promptly with an undisturbed look,"You're drunk", he said softly with no anger or revenge in his voice.The people started to show up. Some were baffled and some just wanted to enjoy the drama. I glared at him ready to beat him to pulp but he wasn't in the mood.He took a glimpse of the place and looked at me for a while.

"Who's gonna get me that?I said who's gonna get me that?!",I shouted pointing towards that damp pack of cigarette which was now wandering aimlessly above the water. I was hankering for it and now I did not have a single penny to buy one of those.My parents will never give me a single dollar.

I needed it.Nausea took over me when I just collapsed on the floor in a dangerous need of it. It happens when you,on a daily basis lit 6 to 7 sticks a day.I was inhaling and exhaling to over come the unwellness. Zac was standing in front of me and I was on my knees feeling like hell.I could hear the gossiping and comments about me.He held me with my arms and pulled me upwards.He then took me out of the place through the crowd which would spread some unhealthy rumors later on.I tried to break the grip but he held onto me so damn tight.

"Leave me you li'l piece of shit!",He ignored everything.I was being dragged by him."No no!!"I said a thousand times but he didn't listen to me .He took me to his car and tried to open the door but I was so stubborn that I used all my energy just to run away.I exercised my free hand to get rid of his grip on my arms. I was feeling dizzy and I was about to pass out.After some compilations he shook me and slapped me. My lids began to close eventually as I felt a strong pressure in my head,as If someone was compacting it fixedly.I was about to fall on the ground but something held me.My vision became obscure....I don't know what happened next.

Zachary's P.O.V

She was an animal or what?! I was dragging her to the car to take her somewhere as I've had enough for today. She was completely drunk and I had to take her away from this place. She was quite strong but not more than me.I somehow brought her to the car but as we reached near the car she tried to remove my hand from her arms but I tightened my grip.I attempted to open the car but I was being distracted by her.She was trying her best

I now got to know that she won't listen to me as she was both physically and mentally rigid and now I only had one option.I shook her with all my force and slapped her.She collapsed on me but I held her nicely and threw her in the back seat.

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It was 2 am and I was heading to my place.I was concentrating on the road in front but then I kept looking at her through the front mirror from time to time.I reached home by 2:30 am and lifted her on my shoulder.Opening the door I went straight to my room and threw her on the bed.She looked pale and sick.Covering her with the blanket and turning the lights off I went to the other room to take a nap.

I slipped in my shorts,took off my shirt and threw myself on the bed.It felt like heaven.The smell of the fresh sheets and soft pillows had me into it. I shut my eyes and WAIT!

I suddenly got up from the bed and locked Sophie's room.That's the name isn't it?

The reason I did this is because I know that this animal will evade the place and run somewhere.Most probably she'll shoot me with a gun or murder me with a knife.Possibilities are endless. I sighed  and went to my room.

I was exhausted. That was a hectic day

 As I laid my body on the bed,I drifted to sleep...



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