𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

hurt - e.d

464 words
i won't give up - jason mraz
SECOND PERSON

you walked by ethan's room, and you heard quiet sniffling. you knocked on the door lightly and opened it a little.

"ethan? babe, are you okay?" you asked softly.

he looked up at you and you saw two tears going down his face.

"oh...ethan..." you walked over to him and sat next to him, holding him close and calming him.

"shhh... it's okay baby, it's okay. i'm here. can you tell me what's wrong?" you whispered.

"i just...i just can't seem to control my brain anymore. i'm doing stuff that i normally do and it's scaring me. i'm scared of hurting you...making you leave. i don't know what to do..." he said shakily.

your heart sank. tears gathered in your eyes.

"ethan, oh my god, honey, you are not going to hurt me. you will never hurt me because you know why? because you love me, and i love you just the same, and you would never, ever want to hurt me. love...love can make you do some pretty stupid things, but i know for a fact that you wouldn't lay a finger on me that way." you said, tears rolling down your cheeks.

"i just don't want to do anything stupid that would hurt you, or grayson, or me." he sobbed.

you sat in front of him and put your hands on his face.

"listen to me. you are the strongest, most loving person i know...and you will never be violent. hey i've seen you mad, and even so angry at something that you don't talk for the rest of the day. but i know that you don't mean it." you couldn't stop crying.

a tear fell from your face onto his hand and he looked at it, his face dropping.

"please don't think of yourself that way...i can't live with myself knowing you're hurting like this." you put your forehead on his and closed your eyes.

"i love you so much, ethan." you whispered.

he sighed and smiled a little, making you grin.

"i love you more." he said quietly, holding your hands in his.

he was still a little shaken up from all of this, so you just stayed on his bed, holding him in your arms until he was back to normal.

"promise me that you'll never say that or even think about that again, okay?" you asked him.

"i promise." he said softly.

you held your pinky out and he connected his pinky with yours.

you kissed his forehead and he kissed your hand, which stayed wrapped around his for a long time.

𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐬