Liams wailing is the first thing I hear when I wake up. I grunt and roll of the bed. I sit on the edge of the bed and realize I have no clothes on. I quickly change and walk down the hallway, towards Liams room.
Liam is slightly snoring and I smile, I turn around and my eyes widen.
I see myself in the mirror, a dark trail of hickeys run down my neck. They almost look like bruises.
I slightly touch them with the tip of my finger. "I smell horrible." I say to myself.
I decide to take a short shower before Ethan woke up.
I walk into the room, my towel hanging loosely around my hips.
Ethan groans as he slowly wakes up. "Morning." He says through a groan. "My back hurts." He says wincing.
I glance at him, "this is why I don't like to do that when you're not sober." I say as I pull my shirt over my head.
Ethan smirks and gets up. "But, you liked it." He says fondly wrapping his arms around my waist.
I feel my face flush a crimson red. He hums a quiet mmm and then lets go of me. "I'm going to take a shower." He says before leaving the room.
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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.' ...
