I Think I'm Falling....An Ethan Dolan Fanfic

Part 8

As Ethan sits in the bleachers, exactly in the middle on the right side, he says he'll grab us a snack. "My treat!" He insists.

"No I'll give you the money and I'll pay for yours too. My treat. Please," I say.

"Nope!" He left with his wallet in hand and a smirk on his face. Obviously he didn't understand where I was coming from.

I continue to watch the dance team and cheer team warm up on the sidelines for the strenuous routines. The band is to the left of me, practicing their stands music for the game as the football players are lined up, ready to run out for the opening season game. As I continue to gaze, I see out of the corner of my eye, "Jay, what a surprise," I say with sarcasm.

"Surprised to see you here hoe," he retorts back.

"What do you want Jay? You already took away everything from me," I plead. What more did he want? No only three take away my self-esteem, he also took away my reputation. He was really the deifinition of evil.

"I wanna know why the hoe isn't fucking someone on the lower deck. Or did she just finish a BJ?"

"Shut up Jay! Shut the fuck up Jay! You can't do this to me!" I scream.

Ethan rushes over, putting our popcorn bags down and hugs me tight. He doesn't let go and murmurs in my hair, it's gonna be ok.

Ethan looks at Jay straight on and Jay immediately swings at him, hitting his jaw. Ethan winces in pain but doesn't make another move as Jay contiuly punches his stomach and arms.

With Jay's swings and Ethan bleeding, it became a blur. I heard the end of first quarter just as Ethan fell into my lap, head first. He was knocked out. Stone cold.

"E! Ethan! No you can't do this to me! Ethan! E!" I scream as Jay brushes off his knuckles. I lay E on the bleachers and say, "You're a fucking idiot Jay! You always have been." Then I punched him. Then he tried to hit me back but it was useless because i blocked him. Then the principal came and saw: 2 banged up students and one unconscious one.

He looked angry and furious. "You two with me now. Get the boy an ambulance would you?" he said sternly.

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I was looking around the office. Pictures of his kids on the wall along with his masters and bachelor degrees. He also had that corny poster that said: Principal has the word PAL in it! I'm your friend if you ever need to talk!

Bullshit. The only reason you go to the principal's office is if you did something horrible like get into a fight.

He strides in taking a deep breath and sits on his desk. "What was that out there?"

We both start speaking at the same time. "Okay then. Brooklyn, you're first," he says over the commotion.

"Ok, he verbally attacked me first and then Ethan came to try to protect me but Jay apparently thought it was fine to attack him and so he fell unconscious. He took the beatings and never laid a finger on him. I was only finishing what Jay started." I say calmly.

"Is this true?"

"Yes but you have to know that Ethan has attacked me before, sir."

"Not true!" I shout interrupting him. "He only did that to protect me again from your violent actions," I say.

"Such as?" my principal says clearly confused.

"Such as unwanted advances if you know what I mean."

Principal Brown took a deep breath as he got off his desk and sat behind it. Flipping the phone directory until he said, "Brooklyn, one week of detention for finishing the fight. Jay, two weeks of suspension," he says.

"WHAT?" Jay says screaming. "Perhaps you didn't understand me."

"I clearly did and this is my final decision," Brown said sternly.

I walked out the room and was happy that Jay was going to be gone for two weeks but I was also nervous about what happened to Ethan.

Was he ok? How bad were the bruises? I couldn't stand another minute in the school and I rushed outside into the cool and risk air. I sighted Grayson pulling out and tapped on his window. He pulled it down and said, "I heard, get in." I hopped in his truck and he speeded past all the red lights and with each passing minute, I prayed that Ethan was going to be alright.

He has to be alright. He's going to be alright....

I hope.