Ethan Nestor x Reader || Crankgameplays Imagines

- Toxic -

It's been 5 months and I was still patiently waiting at home.

I'd gone on like everything was normal, like my now ex-boyfriend had never moved to the complete other side of the country. I texted him goodnight every night, and only rarely got a response. As the months went by, the replies faded until he didn't reply at all. I persuaded myself that he might've fallen asleep or he was just busy, but I doubted that he even thought about me that much anymore. After 2 months of getting no reply, I finally stopped texting him. My final text was:

*Y/N*

*I guess you ended our relationship when you moved, i'm sorry for bothering you*

I didn't give it much thought and kept living my life, but I kept my phone with me all the time, in case he texted or called me. I hadn't moved on yet, which I knew was terrible of me.

Ethan had moved to LA for work, leaving me behind. I was suspicious of him, because when I texted him a week after he moved to check up on him, he didn't reply. I let it slide but thought that every text that went without a reply was strange.

I got in my car to drive to work, it was a cafe that took around 15 minutes to drive to. When I arrived, I went behind the counter and into the back, where I put my apron, name badge and hat on.

I was a cashier, how fancy. I left the back room and as soon as I went to stand behind the counter, I saw him. Ethan was walking out the front of the cafe, he was on his phone. Electricity surged through my body at just the sight of him.

"Excuse me, hello? Um... Y/N?" I heard someone trying to get my attention.

I shook my head and apologised to the customer waiting to be served, and looked outside once more, he was walking away, only it wasn't him at all. I was seeing things.

I went on with my day at work, even though it started off shitty. I kept drifting off and thought I would see Ethan, but every single time, I was met with the disappointment of my eyes deceiving me.

When I got into my car, for the briefest of moments, I thought I could smell Ethan, and my breath caught in my throat. His scent hung in my car, it was like he was sitting next to me, but I knew he wasn't. I didn't know why, but today was one of the worst days of missing Ethan, I hadn't seen him as many times as I had today in one day, and i'd certainly never smelt him before. I drove home, speeding a little bit because all I could think about was taking my makeup off and going to bed.

I got under my covers and fell asleep straight away, I even started dreaming of him. The dream was a kind of nightmare. Ethan was screaming at me and plunged his hand into my chest and ripped my heart out, and I somehow stayed alive to watch the whole thing. When I woke up, I sat bolt upright and clasped my hands to my chest, breathing heavily. He would never do something like that. Right?

I got out of bed since I was wide awake now, and went straight to the bathroom, taking my phone.

I was doing my make up in the bathroom, getting ready for work, and my phone sat silently on the vanity, waiting to be picked up. I sighed and packed my makeup away, and then my phone started rapidly vibrating, signaling that someone was calling me. I closed my eyes before looking at the caller's name on the screen. It was Ethan. It was him!

I quickly picked the phone up and without getting a chance to say anything, Ethan cut me off.

"Y/N, I want to keep this short but I need to tell you something" his voice sounded strained.

"Of course, anything" I said worriedly, and I started biting my nails on my free hand, I was immediately nervous.

"Uh... Fuck- Well I didn't want you to come to LA to visit me because i've been seeing someone else. She's done so much to support me moving on from you. She's supported me with my new job, more than you ever could, and more than you ever did. I'm sorry Y/N, you deserve to find someone who will love you unconditionally." His apology was empty, it wasn't genuine. He was just saying to make himself sound better.

"Fuck..." My heart was about to burst out of my chest because it was beating so fast.

He hung up and my phone slipped out of my hand, falling onto the tiles. I didn't check to see if it was broken, but I knew that my heart was.

I was shaking, the nightmare had come true. He was so harsh, why couldn't I see something like this happening while he was gone? All this time I wasted thinking about him, texting him and waiting to see him.

I shakily went to work and as the days went by, I finally learnt to let go of him. A new frequent customer started coming into the cafe every morning before work, and months and months passed before my eyes. The customer was intriguing, and we somehow got to know each other.

One day, he slipped me his name and number on a napkin, which was so insanely cliche that it was actually romantic. His name was River and I really liked him. Really, really liked him.

We started seeing each other outside of the cafe, and after a couple years, we got engaged. He loved me unconditionally, just like Ethan said I deserved. I was so happy with River and never thought of Ethan again, because he was the one that made my head and heart toxic.

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This is really really shitty but I wanted to try something different. \

I love you all and stay cranky :)

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