Chapter 8

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I'm at home and I can't stop thinking about Ethan. I can't stop thinking about his masculine figure. His soul-piercing eyes, mixed with amber and brown. His legit perfect. My king. My god. My man's.

Ethan:
We need to talk

Me:
Okay.

Ethan:
Swing by mine. My cars broke :(

Me:
See you soon.

I quickly jumped into the shower. Got out and put my clothes on. I decided to wear light blue jeans, white vans and a white crop top. 

I was nervous about going to Ethan's. We need to talk... what's that supposed to mean. I left my house, locking the door so that no one could break in. Mum still wasn't back from the last time me and Ethan had sex. I started to worry.

While I was walking to Ethan's house, I was wondering what could go wrong? I knocked nervously on his door. He opened it.

"Ethan! Oh my god" I was in shock. He was covered in blood. He has a razor in his hand.
"Ethan, put the razor down, now" I yelled.

He looked at me as if he was lost. I snatched the razor out of his hand.

"What are you doing Tina? Give it back!" he yells

"No" I refused. "Why are you trying to commit suicide? Tell me what happened" I said in a firm tone. Tears was starting to come out my eyes like waterfalls.  I didn't know what to do. I called the ambulance.

"Tina, Tina, Tina..." He repeats himself.

"Are you okay" I asked.

"Its... Its just a prank" Ethan said laughing while raising his voice.

"You fucking idiot! You got me scared, thinking you actually wanted to take your life!!!" .
"I'm so angry at you, why would you do me like that?" I questioned.

"Babe"

"Don't call me that! Look Ethan. Don't talk to me until you buy me a new top, jeans and shoes!". I started to cry.

"Don't cry babe. It's not real"

"Well it fucking felt real! I don't know what I'd do if I actually lost you! Do you know how hard life would be for me? How the fuck am I supposed to trust you now that you've done this!"

"Babe I-"

"Don't talk to me!" I stormed out of his house. I never thought that he would treat me like this. I feel hurt and I feel like he took me for granted.

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