Y/N POV
It was 3 o'clock in the morning when you heard Ethan stumble in the house. You heard him groaning and talking to himself, loudly might you add, signifying that he was once again drunk. That was the third time this week that this has happened and you were getting annoyed with it.
You pondered your way down stairs to try and help him so he didn't hurt himself. Once when he was drunk, he had tried to use a knife to cut something open and long story short he had to get twelve stitches in his hand. As you got to the bottom of the steps, you saw him sitting at the kitchen table doing nothing in particular, just staring at the wall. He noticed you as you moved towards him because the floor creaked. He smiled and clumsily walked over to you.
"Y/n," he said dragging on your name. He opened his arms for a hug but you pushed him away.
"What's wrong?" He asked confusedly.
"Ethan, I'm sick and tired of staying up all hours of the morning to wait for you to come home drunk just so I have to babysit you!" You yelled. He stared at you in shock that you had shouted at him.
"Y/n it's okay, don't be mad," he tried assuring you, but that's what he had said the other times as well. You pushed him away from you and crossed your arms over your chest.
He began walking closer to you with a dark look in his eyes which made you nervous.
"Y/n, you might not have realized this but I can do whatever I want without you telling me what to do." He pinned you against the wall. "I don't need a babysitter, and I don't need someone on my ass all the time, so leave me alone bitch."
You had had it, you raised your hand and slapped him right across the face. He wasted no time and punched you right against the jaw. You heard a loud crack as you fell down to the floor. You were in total shock for a second. Had he really just punched you? Tears welled up in your eyes and made your vision blurry, but you had heard Ethan walking up the stairs. He wasn't even gonna see if you were okay? You slept on the couch that night.
The next morning when Ethan came down stairs, you were already awake. You hadn't got much sleep at all because you were still startled by what had happened the previous night.
"Y/n, how come you slept down here?" He asked. He must've forgotten what had happened. He walked over to you and sat down. You scooted away from him.
"Y/n? What's wrong?"
You didn't make eye contact with him, you just stared down at the floor. How could he not remember the awful thing he had done to you?
"Talk to me-" he stopped talking as he took in a gasp. He slowly ran his fingers across your jaw line, he probably saw the bruise that had formed from the punch. "Did I do that?" He asked quietly. You nodded. He suddenly turned you to face him and tugged you into his chest.
"Shit, shit, shit y/n, I am so sorry, you have to believe me," his voice cracked with emotion. "I would never do this with a clear mind, I would never in my wildest dreams want to ever hurt you." You say up and looked at him to see tears in his eyes.
You kissed his cheek as you got sad too. "It's okay Ethan," you said quietly.
"No, no it's not baby, I promise that I will never hurt you again. I love you so much," he stated and pulled your lips against his hard.
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