Chapter 2

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                                    Ethan's P.O.V

   I got to school today saw... Ariana... Last night I was with Ariana (my girlfriend, well ex now). She decided to go home because she didn't wanna stay at my place and risk getting caught by my mom, since she wasn't supposed to be at my house. When she got home she just dumped me, flat out dumped me. GIRLS DO NOT DUMP ME, I DUMP THEM! Whenever girls break-up with me it makes me look weak and I can't look weak, I mean, I'm the captain of the football team for fucks sake! I saw her and her friends just smirking at me, they were trying to fuck with my feelings and it was working, kinda. I heard y/n come up behind me. "Hey Eth.", she said. "Hey...", I said sounding very pitiful. "Ethan what's wrong? You look really upset.", said y/n. "Oh, nothing.", I lied. I felt bad lying to her but, I didn't want her to see me look like a baby. "Ethan something is obviously going on, just tell me. I'm your... best friend... You can tell me anything.",  she said. "Nothings wrong.", I repeated myself. "Ethan, please tell what the fuck is wrong!", she pleaded. "I SAID NOTHINGS WRONG!!!", I snapped. I could tell y/n wasn't expecting that. "Y/n I'm sorry...", I tried to say. "I'll talk to you later Eth.", she said. I forgot that I can't yell around her, especially at her. You see, when she was younger, in like 2nd grade her father was getting abusive towards her.  He would yell at her and hit her for no reason at all. She was traumatized for about 4 years before she finally got over it mostly. She still hates it when people yell or fight because it " brings back bad memories", and I can understand that.  As I was walking down the hall I saw my friend, Hayes. "Sup Eth." "Hey bro..." "Dude what's wrong?", asked Hayes. "Ariana fucking dumped me last night...", I said. "Oh shit dude", said Hayes. He understood why I was so angry. He understood my problem about looking weak. "I'll see you around.", I said. "See ya dude.", said Hayes. I felt really bad about yelling at y/n, I had to go talk to her.

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