Part 31 - Just Like Before

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Authors note

Really sorry I didn't update much today, I've been really busy! Will hopefully be updating more tomorrow!

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Ethan and I were laying on my bed listening to music. I kept telling Ethan meanings behind songs. Ethan got up and changed the record and played the song I played to him the night he came over drunk. He laid back down onto the bed.

"This song." He whispered. "I like it."

"You do? You seemed pretty upset about it the other night."

Ethan nodded and he turned on his side to face me. "It's a sad song."

"It is."

"And I can relate to it so much."

The song was playing as Ethan closed his eyes. Sharp words like knives they were cutting her down. she would hope, she would pray, she was waiting it out. Holding onto a dream while she watches these walls fall down.

"Are you okay E?"

He shook his head. "Nope." He laughed coldly.

"You can tell me what's wrong."

He sat up sighing. "I don't know when my dad will be back."

I sit up too. "Why do you think that?"

"Because he hasn't come back. I don't know if he even will."

"I'm sorry."

"Right after Grayson and the rest of them did what you did to you. I went home and I was in bed and he came into my room. He told me that he was sorry for what he did."

"He did?"

"Yeah. And I know it's pathetic that he hasn't said sorry to you in person yet, but..." Ethan groaned as he put his head in his hands. "I've been so messed up lately. Ever since the day you got the bruises. My head has been so fogged up. Grayson said he didn't like you because he didn't want you to come in and break down the walls he and I put up to avoid getting hurt."

"Oh-"

"And I know you would never do that. Trust me, I know that you're a pure and genuine person. But I'm so fucked in the head, it's all dizzy and I can't think straight. I don't know who I am."

I bring him in close and I hold him in my arms. "You're good at so many things." I smile. "So many things, Ethan, you are filled with so much talent it's crazy."

He laughs and rubs the hair out of his face. "Shut up."

"I'm serious!" I chuckle. "And you can also make a great essay in English."

"No I can't." He spat.

"You obviously can if you passed, dick."

He laid down. I lay back down next to him and he brought me to his chest.

"I don't know what I did to deserve you." He smiled.

"Yeah, whatever Seppo." I say causing him to laugh.

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