Savior: A Crankgameplays Fic

(15): Confrontation

I wake up to the feeling of security. No one will hurt me. My life is at it's best point right now. Ethan is with me and it's the best thing that could have possibly happen to me. Ethan's arms are still around me and I can feel his heart beating. I really do have the most amazing best friend in the world. I shuffle slightly to get more comfortable, but not too much to wake Ethan. When I tried to move, Ethan's grip on me only tightened causing pain to strike my stomach. Then everything came rushing back. I saw Eric at the park and I remember him beating me. Tyler knows Eric and could even possibly be related to him. It wasn't a dream. My physical pain was enough to prove that to me. I felt the tears forming and my eyes burned from trying to hold them back. My tears wanted to be free, just like I want to be free from Eric. I might not ever be free from him. No matter how far away I can get from him, he will still be with me. I can't forget all the things he did to me, only move around them. I began to get very overwhelmed by what happened and start to breathe heavily.

"(Y/N)?" Ethan fluttered his eyes open and peered over my shoulder to see if I was okay. I kept the tears back and calmed myself, I don't want Ethan dealing with my bullshit so early in the morning.

"Good morning, Ethan" I croak out. I start to sit up, breaking his grip around me. I bite my lip to hold in my moans of pain. Ethan sits up beside me, worry already forming on his face.

"What happened last night, (Y/N)?" he whispered as he intertwined his fingers with mine.

"I saw Eric at the park. And he yelled at me like he use to every day. He called me the ugly names he always does. I tried- standing up for myself, and you this time. He wasn't happy with that and was lucky enough that no one wa-was around to see him hit me." I spoke so fast. I just wanted it all to be away from me. I know Ethan is going to be angry, he doesn't like seeing anyone hurt. But, instead of getting angered after hearing all that, he just stayed quiet. Ethan not saying anything is the actual worst. I wanted to know how he felt, what he thought we should do. Yet he still remained silent.

"Please...Ethan. Say something,"

He took a breath and closed his eyes. "I just don't want to go off on you. You don't need to hear me mad, Eric needs to hear me."

"Thank you." I huffed. I was relieved for something that shouldn't have worried me as much as it did.

"Oww!" I yipped out. I haven't seen my bruises yet it and when I leaned forward it hurt to breathe.

"I'm going to get you an ice pack. Hang in there." Ethan jumped from the bed and ran into the kitchen. A couple seconds later he was back at my aid with an ice pack. I laid flat on the bed and composed myself as best as I could. I started to reach for the edge of my shirt so we could see the bruises.

"Are you sure?" Ethan asked. He knew certain things would trigger me off. I ignored the comment and lifted my t-shirt halfway up to see my bruises. All purple and black. Swollen skin and dried blood added to them. Ethan slowly puts the ice pack on my bruises. It was painfully cold but at the same time, it felt so relieving.

"You're going to be okay (Y/N), I promise you." Ethan sat on the edge of the bed and kept holding the ice pack to my bruises.

** time skip**

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I hear the front door open. Tyler was coming over to talk to me. Tyler is so sweet and such a good guy, but the fact that he even knows Eric makes me want to dislike him.