Ethan Imagines | Crankgameplays

You're... leaving?

  "Hey Ethan! Can you come down for a minute?" I yell up the stairs. I hear a quiet reply and then footsteps.

  I see a plume of blue hair pop around the wall. "Am I going to get pelted with a flying object?" He asked curiously.

  "No I have to ask you something. And I really want an honest answer." I reply. He walks out completely, giving me a concerned look.

  "Is something wrong? Are you ok?" I shake my head.

  "No, no. I'm fine. It's just... I found this and I would really like to know why." I show him the screen on his laptop. He had let me borrow it since mine was broken and I found something interesting. It was a reicept for a plane ticket to LA. One way.

  Ethan stays silent and won't meet my eyes. "Was I not supposed to find out? Were you just going to up and leave?" No reply.

  Silence settles between the two of us for a moment. "You said you weren't going to take Mark's offer!" I almost yell, anger burning in my stomach. 

  "Am I supposed to just stay here forever? I'm not happy here. I want to go." He pauses for a second. "I'm going to go."

  I try my hardest to hide the mountain of emotion building inside my chest. "I'm really sorry, but I can't do it anymore. I love you so much. I always will, but I have to go."

  I don't reply as I stare at the floor. "I'm so sorr-"

  "You could have at least told me more than two weeks before you leave." I cut him off quietly. I look up into his hazel eyes and see tears forming.

  "You could have at least warned me that I was going to lose something that I loved to no end." I say sharply. My vision blurs as a mix of emotions cause tears to fall onto my cheeks.

  Ethan takes a step towards me and I take a stay away, hugging my arms to my sides. "You're not losing me. We'll be fine and everything will b-"

  "No. You don't get to do that. You don't get to hug me and comfort me when you're the one leaving. Leaving everything you have here." I look back down.

  "Leaving me." I add on quietly. He takes another step and I find myself backing up into the wall.

  "I'm sorry. But I can't stay. I've been unhappy with stuff here for a long time. You were one of the only good things left here." He walks towards me again but I don't move.

  "But in LA, there's so much more. I could really dive in and do what makes me happy." He lifts my chin lightly with his hand. I still refuse to look into his eyes.

  "I thought I made you happy." I state and he wipes away some of my tears.

  "You did. You do. I just... I need this. I need this for me. You could come with me." My eyes shoot up and lock onto his. I push his hand away and push past him.

  "I'm not moving across the country. I have a life here too, you know? Family, friends, a job. One that doesn't involve stuff in LA." I say as I walk up the stairs.

  "But you could easily find a job you a actually like in LA though. And you could help us with videos and you... you could stay with me." I stopped half way up the stairs. He made it sound so easy. So easy just to up and leave the life I had here and move across the damn country.

  I turn on my heels as I feel anger boiling in my stomach. "You think it's that fucking easy?! You're prepared to move across the country but I still have a life here. I can't just up and leave when you decide to move, you selfish bastard." I yell.

  Ethan just looks at me with a shocked expression. My tensed up muscles slightly relax and I sigh. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap. I just... I just don't get how you can just leave. Leave everything behind. Without even telling me in advance."