regrets? / Part 17

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"Ethan." I say when he doesn't answer again. "I'm just going to be honest with you, what I told you last night is not what I want." I pause. "And... and your really getting my hopes up right now." It's like he was broken, he couldn't speak. All he did was stare at me.

"Ethan!" I say, my voice raising. "Say something! Please! Anything! Just tell me what you want, and I'll be okay with it. It might hurt at first, but I'll be fine." He still wouldn't say anything. My eyes become glossy as tears start to fill them.

"Eth, I went to bed last night crying." I squeak quietly, hoping for my voice not to crack. He stays quiet, just looking at me, his eyes not giving anything away.

"Fine! Don't fucking answer me then! I'm going back to the house. I'm going home. I don't give a shit about what my parents think at this point. Staying around your confusing ass one more day hurts more then anything they could say about me."

I push his chest as hard as I can and start to walk back to their house. My throats closes on me and I choke on my tears, trying to hold them back. I fight the urge to turn around to look at him as make my way back to the house.

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