Grayson his holding Ethan back from chasing after Sam. "GRAY LET GO I WASN'T DONE" he screams trying to get out of Grayson's tight grip. I pick my sore body up from the couch, I hit my hip on something hard when I fell. The bruise is already starting to form. I make my way over to Ethan and gently grab his tense bicep, I feel him flinch "it's okay" I loosen my grip. I know what he did was an accident, but I've never seen him so intense and angry. It scared me a little. He turns to me sighing in defeat almost collapsing, realizing it's me. I catch him, pulling him into my chest and hold on tight to his frail body. "Shhh" I whisper into his hair trying to calm his breathing. I'm rubbing circular motions on his back, holding onto him as tight as I possibly can. He's shaking so much, and his veins are bulging. "You're okay. I'm okay" I repeat to him. He grips onto me tighter "I'm so sorry I wasn't there sooner I'm so sorry" he says into my chest and I squeeze him tighter. "It's okay. I'm okay. You're okay." I repeat again. I'm in so much shock at what just happened that I'm at a loss for words. I kiss the top of his head, and he lifts up to make eye contact with me. I can already see the bruises around his eye forming, and the sight of it makes the tears I was holding back escape. He grabs onto my face and wipes my tears with his thumbs. "I'm okay" he whispers and kisses me slowly on the lips, then pulls me into his chest. "We're okay" he whispers again.
I didn't even realize everyone was watching us. I honestly forgot other people were there.
Shit.
Grayson.
I look up with Ethan's arms still around me, and see Grayson starring at us. I watch his chest exhale deeply as he turns around, leaving the party.
"Ethan can we go home?" I cry into him. I feel him nod his head, and we both lean on each other for support and walk to the car.
