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32: Argument

Loreen's P.O.V. 

I wake up in the morning, already feeling the pain in my legs. Ethan is awake and on his phone. I can feel the bareness of my body. I have nothing to wear because Ethan ripped it off of me last night. I am going to have to borrow Ethan's shirt of something. 

"Morning, beautiful," he says. I am still upset with him. I realize that he is having these dreams and he doesn't want to talk about it, but the way he was talking last night is that they were about me. About losing me or something. I don't want to lose him. 

I don't say anything back to him. "Wow. Okay. Someone is in a bad mood," he says. 

"What, Ethan? You don't talk to me about you. You don't tell me things. Why should I talk? What is there to talk about? Because all I want to talk about is you and your dreams. I realize you are scared with whatever is going on but I am scared too. I don't know what the dreams are about! I don't know how to help and you won't let me! So, yeah. I guess I am in a bad mood," I say sitting up and moving to the side of the bed, pain spreading throughout my thighs.

"We are back to this?" Ethan says. 

"Yes! Yes, we are! Talk to me, Ethan. Please," I say attempting to stand up, but failing. 

"I don't want to talk about it," he says. 

"And you won't want to talk about it. You will just keep dismissing me and my help and I cannot take this. For the last week and a half, you have been waking up from nightmares and I try to help the best way I can. I can't help if you don't tell me, Ethan!" I say. I grab my night table and stand up. I lean up against the wall. I start to slowly walk to the bathroom. 

"I just don't want to talk about it. Why are you bringing this up, anyway? It isn't that important," he says. 

"It isn't important? Really?" I turn around to face him. "It is important enough to wake me up in the middle of the night to screw your anger and pain away. I am in pain because of your pain, in more ways than one. I think, sometimes, that you are going to leave me and it hurts me. It hurts to walk and I deserve to know because of these things. And because I care. I love you. I just want to know what is going on,"

"Loreen, please stop making this so difficult. Please let me think about this on my own for a little while," he says.

"You have been! The last week and a half I have suffered seeing you upset. You barely look at me! What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to think?" I am in tears now. I wish he would just talk to me. "I don't know what to do. I understand that it might be hard for you to talk about. I just want to know whether I should be worrying about us or not. I want to know if I am losing you, Ethan," I say sobbing the words. 

"I. Don't. Want. To. Talk. About. It," he says slowly. There is silence except my crying. I shake my head and turn around continuing to walk.

I get to the door and start to open it when Ethan says something. "Are you going to walk to room naked?" I continue to walk out of his room and slam his door. I walk along the wall, letting the wall support me. The pain is too much and my body decides to crumple to the floor. I sit there for a couple of seconds, still crying, until Grayson's door opens.

Grayson comes out of his room and sees me on the floor naked and crying. 

"Loreen? Oh my gosh! Are you okay? Do you need my help?" he asks. I look at him.

"I can't walk," I say quietly. I am ashamed of myself. Why can't I keep it together. 

"You want me to get Ethan or not?" he asks. He had to have heard us yelling this morning. He had to have. I shake my head at him.

"I'll try to get up," I say. He takes my hand and tries to help me up. I get halfway there when I the pain is screaming and I muffle a cry. Grayson puts his arm around the back of my knees and swings me up to where his other hand is on my back. He is carrying me bridal style. 

I tuck my head into his chest and try not to cry over what happened with me and Ethan. I fail. Grayson takes me to my room and into my bathroom. He put the water on and pulls the dain to the tub. After it fills up, he tells me to yell for him. He says he will be in my room still. 

I sit there for about ten minutes. I just want to get out and lay in bed. I say Grayson's name and he comes in. He helps me out and dries me off. He gets a baggy shirt and some underwear for me. He also gets some sweats. He helps me dress and the sits next to me on the bed.

"So. What is going on? You can talk to me," Gray says. 

"I don't know," I say.

"Is it about Ethan's dreams?" Grayson asks. 

"Yeah. I don't know what is going on, but he won't talk to me. He won't tell me anything," I say to Grayson. 

Grayson makes a face, but he doesn't say anymore.

"What was that face about?" I ask.

"It isn't my story to tell," he says. "All I can say is that he will talk when he ready. I know it is hard and he is being stubborn. Believe me, I know. Just wait. Wait a little longer. That is all I am saying," he says. 

I lay back in bed and he gets up. "Grayson?"

"Yeah, Lor," he says. I feel ashamed again, but I don't care. 

"Could you lay with me? Please? Just for a little while," I say. 

"Uh--sure," he says, walking back over to the bed and laying next to me. I lay my head on his chest and put my arm around his abdomen. 

"You can talk to me if you want. Rant. I don't care," Grayson says. 

Before I know it, words are pouring out of my mouth and I am crying. I am definatly soaking his shirt but he acts as if he doesn't care. 

I don't know when I fall asleep, but I soon do. 

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