October 20th

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     "What shall we do for Halloween?" Ethan asked as we brushed our teeth.
     I held my hair and spat. Yesterday I spat all into my hair, which sent Ethan into one of his audacious laughters.
     "I'm not going trick or treating if that's what you're asking?"
     Ethan spat. "Of course not, I mean, should we have a costume party?"
     I gave him a puzzled scowl in the mirror. "Who are we going to invite?"
     He scrunched his face before spitting again, "We could ask Eleanor and Max? It's time I spoke to them again isn't it?"
     I smiled. "Maybe. Why don't you call them?" I wasn't going to allow him to persuade me to call them for him. He rinsed his mouth and popped his toothbrush back into the holder. "Fine, I'll call them."
     I watched him on the phone as he stood on the balcony. He was out there for a long time. Eleanor was probably crying down the phone begging him to take her back. It would infuriate me if she were. Everything is going rather well between Ethan and I recently, compared to a few weeks ago. If he agreed to take her back I would probably attack him. She had feelings for Max, too. She can't have both. My poop stare, as Ethan calls it now, increased by the second as I watched him. He strolled back in, tapping the phone in his hands.
     "I've made up with Max. Eleanor wants me to visit her so we can talk."
     I sighed, because I knew if he went over she'd flash her beautifully long eyelashes at him and he'd be hers. I wanted to tell him he shouldn't, but then he'd ask why and I wouldn't have a valuable explanation. I'm still not ready to tell him. I've set myself a goal of telling him before Christmas, or New Years Eve. It provides me with the perfect opportunity to kiss him. I want to see how we do over this next month or two with the premiere and the launch of his TV show. Which was due to start in a couple of hours.
     "Are you going to see her?" I asked.
     Ethan paced around the apartment.
     "It wouldn't hurt to pay her a visit. If I leave now I can make it back in time to watch my show with you."
     Without consulting me, he vanished out onto the balcony. I assume to call Eleanor back, and this was the moment my misery restarted. They'll get back together and my life will become a total an utter disaster. Ethan ran and grabbed his jacket of the stand. "I won't be long." He said, walking over to me and kissing the top of my head. I closed my eyes and preserved it. The door closed behind him before I could say goodbye. My eyes didn't move from the door the whole time he was gone. I kept saying to myself, He'll be back any minute now, every minute.
     An hour and twenty-four minutes later, the door re-opened. Ethan reappeared from behind it blank faced.
     "How did it go?" I urged.
     He slowly walked over and sat back beside me. "We've decided to give it another go, she's been on the set of another film these past few weeks and she's taken time to think about it and want's to be with me. I want to give her one last chance because... I like her."
     He knew that I didn't like it. Each word he spoke brought me more misery and anger. It felt like turning back the clock a couple of months and seeing them together for the first time. I sighed as he stopped talking and dropped my head, quickly raising it again before he noticed anything suspicious. He had the biggest grin on his face.
     "I'm just kidding! God, can you ever be happy for me!"
     The fury that rose inside me was indescribable. I gritted my teeth and punched his shoulder. "Stop it with all these jokes!"
     "Aww come here." He opened his arms and I foolishly fell into them. He patted me on the back as I rested on him.
     "Stop being so stubborn." He whispered in my ear.
     "Eleanor has feelings for Max apparently. She hasn't spoken to him because she has been away filming. We agreed that they have better chemistry."
     "Cute." I was still recovering from his cruel joke.
     "Right, let's watch how amazing I am shall we?" He said, grabbing the remote, flicking through the channels to find his show.

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