Just That Kind Of World

Chapter 8 (Official)

"Ethan!? Uhhh.. What brings you to these parts of the school?" I nervously say, feeling the warmth come up to my cheeks again.

"Oh uh! I was just passing by," he nervously responds. That's when it hit me, the thumps! "Was that you bumping the wall?! Was it?!"

He nervously chuckles as his face flushes as well. "Uh Yea" He averts his eyes away.

Then that would mean that he must've heard, damn. "How much did you hear?" I utter.

"Huh?" he turns his eyes back at me.

"How much did you hear?" I ask a tad bit louder

"Oh uh" he looks down anxiously. "Would it be bad if I said all of it. I'm sorry. I didn't meant to eavesdr-"

"It's ok" I interrupt and sigh out.

"My bad-"

"No, It's ok! I'm serious, It's ok. Can you just forget, just pretend you saw and heard nothing"

"How can I do tha-"

"Please," I beg him. "I just don't want to get into it at all. Just this once"

He sighs, "Alright.. But if you ever need help, I'll be around. I know I'm just a stranger but if I can help with anything, I'm here"

"Yeah" I look down at my dirty wasted shoes and quickly glance at him before going back to looking down. "thanks"

We both stood there awkwardly for a couple of seconds before I finally utter, "I'll be going now. See ya"

"Alright," he sympathetically smiles once again. I resume to my walking once again. God why?! He saw it all. Fuck! I mentally scream. 

I make my entrance into the bathroom and stand right infront of the sink. Damn. I cried.. I stare at myself in the mirror. My flushed cheeks and nose, slightly puffed eyes. "I look ugly," I exhale. I proceed to turning on the cold water and splash it at my face. I grab a handful of water and splash it over my head, wetting my hair. I grab my bag and search for my comb and begin to run it through my messed up hair.

Finishing up, I put away my comb back into my bag and grab a tissue to wipe my entire face with it. I cast it aside into the trash can and look at myself once more in the mirror. I give myself a weak smile before I exhale once again. I been sighing alot, I weakly chuckle to myself. I continue looking at myself, noticing the faint redness on my cheeks from the slaps I received earlier today. It still stings. 

I need to toughen up, get my shit straight. Stop fucking around. Stop crying all the time. I thought to myself as I adjust my bag over my shoulder. Thug it out, right?

I proceed to walk out of the bathroom and towards my class.

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