Dirty
Loreen struggles with life, like most teenagers. But unlike a lot of other teenagers, her father is abusive, sexually and physically. It really gets to Loreen but it isn't like she can do anything about it, she has no other family except for...
I stay in my room for most of the day, hiding myself from the people I love most. I didn't bother locking my door because no one is going to come in. Me and Ethan are fighting and Grayson is tired from his jog.
I scroll through my phone, get on my laptop, or watch T.V. It keeps me occupied for a little while, but I become bored. I text Ivy.
Loreen: Heyy Ivy: Hey Loreen: what are you doing? Ivy: nothing much. what about you? Loreen: literally nothing Ivy: same Loreen: i am really bored Ivy: where is gray and eth Loreen: long story Ivy: i have time Ivy: ok no i dont. sorry. i got to go. ill text you later. sorry Loreen: ok hope everything is ok. talk to you later then bye
I set my phone down and go to the bathroom.
Grayson's P.O.V.
I walk up from my nap. After I got home from my jog, Ethan was in the front room and he looked even tenser. He didn't say anything to me so I just kept walking. I could her Loreen was in her room but her door was probably still locked and I didn't feel like bothering her again.
I took a quick shower and fell right into bed. I check the time to see that I have been asleep for 6 hours. I didn't mean to sleep that long, I was just tired. I get up and go to the bathroom.
I walk out of my room and go to Loreen's room. I hesitate outside of her room debating with myself whether or not I should mess with her. I want to see if she is okay. I don't want to knock, though.
I try opening the door and it opens. She didn't have it locked. She isn't in her room, though. She is probably in the bathroom. Or downstairs. I make my way to the bathroom and start to open the door when I hear Ethan yell for me downstairs.
I take my hand off the knob and head downstairs. I see Ethan on the couch, still.
"Hey, E. What's up. What's wrong?" I ask.
"I am really lonely, Gray," he says to me.
"I'm sorry. . ." I say. It gets really quiet and even though I already know the answer, I ask him "So have you talked to Loreen yet?"
"I tried," I look at him and his eyes are watery. "I know that all of this is stupid to be fighting over. I tried to talk to her." He starts to cry. "I tried. We were talking and I tried to hug her. I wanted to be close to her. She started acting funny; acting weird around me. She was fine at first. Then she pushed me away. She didn't want me to mess with her. I feel like I am going to lose her and I can't do that. I love her too much. I just want everything to go back to normal," he says, still crying.
"Hey. You guys are going to be fine. You want everything to go back to normal? Then tell her about the dreams, E. She probably feels like she is losing you, too. Talk to her," I say.
Loreen's P.O.V.
The dishes I brought in my room lay on my table. I need to take them downstairs. I don't want to because I am afraid I am going to run into Grayson or Ethan. I don't want to be around anyone.
I grab the dishes anyway and head downstairs. I can hear Ethan and Grayson talking and I get deja vu. Last time it didn't end well with me listening on but I can't help myself. I start to listen. I can hear someone crying. I peek my head in the front room to see.
I can see Ethan wiping the tears off of his face. It breaks my heart to see him crying like that. I don't care that we are fighting right now. It still breaks my heart to see him crying. I keep listening.
"It feels so bad. I don't understand. My chest feels heavy. I just want her to be happy. I want to be able to tell her about the dreams but I don't know how. She wants me to so bad but I don't know how to. I love her so damn much, Gray. I do. It feels like she doesn't want to be with me and that kills me. It hurts me so much," Ethan says.
"Tell her what you just told me. Tell her that you love her and that you want to tell her. Tell her that you will tell her when you are ready. I understand why you wouldn't be ready. That is bad. If I was having dreams about the person I love dying and me not being able to save her it would be hard for me too. Just tell her that," Grayson says.
I stand there in complete shock. That's what his dreams are about. Killing me. Me dying. Him not being ABLE to save me. My feet are moving before my brain tells them to. Ethan sees me coming into the front room and he wipes his eyes. I set the dishes that are still in my hand down.
I sit on the couch right next to Ethan and grab his face. I pull him to me and kiss him. He kisses me back. I pull away from him and set my forehead on his.
"I'm so sorry, Ethan. I am so sorry. I love you so much and I never wanted you to think that I was losing my love for you. I could never. Never in a thousand years. I love you. You can talk to me whenever you are ready. I will always be here to listen whenever you are ready. You don't have to rush yourself. I love you. I am so sorry," I say to him. Now I am crying, too.
"I am sorry too. I should have talked to you. I shouldn't have used you to get rid of my frustration. I love you so so so so SO much," he says. He kisses me again and we pull back when we hear Grayson's voice.
"Should I go?"
"No," Ethan and I say at the same time.
We laugh and I wipe the tears from my face. I sit back and Ethan cuddles me closer to him.
"How much of me and Gray's conversation did you hear?" Ethan asks me, worriedly.
"I heard the last part of it. I am so sorry, Ethan. I know you probably didn't want me to know about your dreams," I say sheepishly.
"No. I wanted you to know. I just didn't know how to tell you. As you probably understand now," Ethan says to me.
"Yeah . . . " I say.
"But there is something else I need to tell you too," Ethan says.
"What?" I ask.
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