You wake up abruptly after sleeping though the whole day, you check the clock to see that it's 10.45pm.
"Shit" You say as you drop your head back into your pillow.
You lean over to reach your phone, your lock screen is full of notifications from Ethan.
iMessage
Babe, you ok?
Knocked on the door and didn't get an answer
Babe?
Come over?
You ok?
Be at mine for 11?
I need you x
You put on the song *Daddy Issues by the neighbourhood*. You then look at your phone screen and smile as you read the messages. You find it hard to come to terms with your feelings. You crave his attention, but once given it, you shut down. It's almost like you don't feel deserving of it. Maybe that's why, mixed with the alcohol and drugs. It fucks with your emotions, all you know is you need him.
You slide on your baby pink velvet shorts with a lace bra-let and a oversized hoodie before picking up your cigarettes and beginning to walk over to Ethan's.
You hesitate before knocking on the door.
"Ethan?" You say to ensure that he was inside.
You couldn't Hear a response. You try too look through the peep hole.
All you could see was a glass of wine and a box of chocolates on the counter.
You press down on the handle. The door was unlocked. You slowly open the the door and begin to walk through.
"Ethan?" You say again as you close the door behind you.
You walk through to the bedroom and run your fingers across his white satin bed sheets as you remember last nights shenanigans. You smile as you reminisce over the thought of his sculpted body laying spread across the sheets with you in his arms.
As you look over the room you see that Ethan's phone was left on his side dresser. You stare at it confused before picking it up and checking the lock screen.
As you press the button the following messages appear
iMessage
10:41pm
Chino: I got your stuff come down to the gate by the garage.
You look up from the message
"Chino, whose chino?" You repeat as you walk back into the kitchen
Then suddenly it clicks. Ethan's drug dealer. But why has he been gone for almost half an hour, the garage is only a 2 minute walk away? As you finish your sentence Ethan stumbles through the door with blood dripping from his forehead, and a busted lip whilst his arms were covered in grazes and his clothes ripped.
"Ethan!" You say frantically as you grab him on the floor.
"Who did this?" You say grabbing his face whilst moving his hair out of his wounds.
He doesn't reply but continues to spit blood aggressively onto the ground and pant from his loss of breath.
"Oh my god" you repeated as you rush over to the kitchen to grab a wet cloth.
"Ethan stand up!" You yell as you wrap your arms underneath his and halt him to his feet.
As you begin to slowly walk him towards the couch, you catch him stare into your deep blue eyes.
Your eyebrows frown as you lay him back onto the couch, as you examine his cuts.
"Who did this?" You say pressing your thumb up against his busted lips.
"You already know" replied Ethan as he let out a deep sigh
"Why, I- I don't understand? What did you do? How do you know him?" You say trying to come to turns with 'chino'.
"He's my dealer" he says looking at you
You looks at him disappointed whilst removing his top to review the rest of the damage.
"Why, did he do this?" You say running your hands down his arms
"Didn't like my attitude" Ethan replied dropping his head back
"What did you say" You question aggressively as you back away from him
Ethan raised his head back up as he watched you frown at him
"Nothing" he said with a defensive tone
"You're not doing this shit anymore" you say walking off into the kitchen.
"I did it for you" he said struggling to stand up.
"I don't care, don't fucking do it for me" you say walking toward him to help him up.
"But I want to do it." He says bluntly
"I never wanted it, I can do that shit myself" you say with an agitated tone
You look at him then down towards the ground.
You walk in silence as you help him to his room. You lay him down on his bed before entering the kitchen and grabbing an ice pack to place on his forehead
"Here" you say as you gently tuck him in and place the ice pack on his forehead.
He release a small smile as he presses his hand on top of yours with his eyes closed whilst you position the ice pack for him.
"I'm sorry" he said exhausted
You don't say a word but just gently caress his cheeks.
"You're one of the only people I genuinely care about, you know that?" You said still brushing your hand across his jaw and ears
"I do now" he said as he opened his eyes
"I don't want to see you like this, it's my job to protect you" you say leaning over him
"It's my job to protect you" Ethan replied back
You smile gently as you brush his hair out of his face.
"Promise me you'll keep yourself safe"
You whisper to him
"Because I can't loose you" you say as you slowly lay down beside him.
"We're problematic" Ethan replied as he rolled his head to face you, and continued to reach out and place his thumb tugging at your lips.
"But that's how I like it"
You look towards his thumb which lay on your lower lip, you puck your lips and kiss his hands before looking up towards him again.
"Can you do something for me" Ethan began
"What?" You say sitting up on your elbows
"Stay with me tonight" he said as he ran his hands through your long blonde hair.
You smile at him and lean over his butchered body before kissing his busted lip.
"I mean what I said" you whisper as you roll to his side
"I know you do" he whispered back
