In Stereo Imagines

Ethan

I run, run into the strong awaiting arms of my best friend Ethan. I begin tearing up, tearing up because I know that I can actually be with him. His strong arms surround my body, keeping me safe from the outside world.  School has been depressing me way to much and I couldn't handle it, handle the stress from everyone. I just want to say everything to him right now, nothing but the words flowing out of my mouth. I would never be able to fave my family or the people from school again. I made this choice to come and see him. I ran away from my abusive father, the father who I looked up to until I was five. The one that said I was always safe and tricked me into being with him instead of meeting my mother. The one who drugged me most of my life and slaved me. I just wanted to meet my mother, only to find out that she was killed. The person I could've gone with instead of my father. Ethan's shirt is soaked in my tears. He slowly takes me to his house, keeping me safe. All my fears, depressions and confessions come out. I sing like a canary, nothing stopping me. I'm soon sitting in a pool of my own tears, Ethan's warm body up against mine, his strong arms like a cage. I fall asleep in his arms, staying safe. I wake up, crying. Only to find myself back in my own bed. The bed I trembled in, waiting for my father to come in and hurt me. Then it hits me, he doesn't know me. It was all a dream, a dream that will never come true. All he knows me as is a fan. A fan along with thousands of other people. He will never love me more than a fan. I'm just a girl who isn't allowed anything, nothing at all. He loves me at least, along side other people. I will never know him as well as his friends, family or classmates. Yea.. You know he is my life, and yet I'm just a fan to him. But I understand why I'm just a fan. Because I don't know them. I don't live in the same town I don't go to their school, I don't even know their friends. I will always be called a fan. But I guess that's okay. Because they love all their fans.. And I'm a fan. So they love in some way. Even tho it's not the way I want them to love me.. It's okay. E knows I'm there for him, and I can always dream that he's there for me. Maybe my dreams could come true if I ran, ran away from my life. The father who slaved, abused and drugged me. Just run and forget everything that's happened to me. Everything that I can never get right in life. Running away from my problems may be the only solution to my problems. Maybe, just maybe, Ethan would know me and care for me and call me something other than a fan. I may not look appealing in my ragged clothes or dirty hair and face, but it's what is on the inside. Nothing can stop me from running or coming back.
Yo. So what do u think? Did u like it? Anyways I was feeling sad before I wrote this and this helped.  Don't forget to follow me. I may not be as active cause I go back to school in Tuesday. - Alyssa