It's Friday.
Which means Ethan has to go to Lunar Entertainment to record some more songs for his upcoming album.
I sigh and pull the covers away from me. I yawn and stretch my arms above my head. I notice Ethan isn't next to me so I stand up and walk out into the hallway.
I hear quiet sobs coming from the bathroom. "Ethan?" I say softly as I quietly knock on the door.
"Leave me alone!" I hear him yell.
"Ethan." I say sternly.
"No." I hear him weakly say.
I hear his hands opening a cabinet and searching for something inside it.
"Ethan." I say and slam my fist against the white door. "Open!"
I hear him frantically searching for something, then it's quiet.
"Ethan, open up this door!" I yell as I slam my fist against the door, frantically turning the knob, trying to open the door.
"Ethan I swear if you do what I think you're going to do I won't forgive you!" I yell as I slam both of my fists against the door.
I hear him open the door, slowly and cautiously he opens the door. I look at him, my chest heaving up and down as I realize he didn't do anything to himself.
"Calm down." He says irritably and runs down the stairs. I open the door and step inside the bathroom. The cabinets are opened and there sits an empty capsule.
I quickly pick it up and read the description. Nothing.
"Hey, Ethan!" I yell still scanning the capsule.
"Yeah?"
"Do you have to swallow these?" I ask putting the capsule down.
They're made specifically for him...
"Yes, why?" He asks leaning against the door frame. I look at him.
"Why?" I ask him, concerned.
"Because I'm 'mentally unstable'." He says rolling his eyes.
"What?" I say, my voice almost cracking.
"Nothing."
"Tell me." I say gripping onto the counter.
He stares at me, raising an eyebrow. "It's none of your concern."
I scoff, "Really?" I say in disbelieve.
"It's none of my concern?" He stares at me. "Why'd they give these to you?" I ask more sternly.
"Because I need them." he says eyeing me. "Happy?" He says sarcastically.
"You don't need them." I say and grab the empty capsule.
"Give it." He says reaching for the capsule. "I need to get a refill."
"No, you're going to stop taking these at once!" I yell, throwing the capsule in the trash can.
"You sound like my mom." He murmurs and stomps out of the bathroom.
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Hazel
Romance'I understand why he hates his father. He's the man who pushed his wife against the living room walls. The man who shoved his own son in the closet for hours. The reason why Masons mother committed suicide.' ...
