Half Way Happy | E.D

15.

"go home, and don't come back" iridessa yelled as she literally kicked ethan out of the house. he scrambled down the brick steps and eventually made his way back to his house, which is six houses down from iridessa's.

there i sat, in the corner of the room. my knees cradled to my chest.

she ran over to the freezer, grabbing several ice packs. one for my head, and a couple more for the new and blooming bruises.

"i can't believe it" i whispered, another tear matting my cheek.

"bexley, you can hardly speak. come on, let's go upstairs to your bed." iridessa helped me up. i limped my way up the stairs with her slight help.

she got me to the bed and i nearly fell over, trying to do it myself.

"you have to cut it off with him. you'll only get hurt even more if you don't."

"no, dess. i can't. i can't let go of him. he's all i ever wanted."

"but he hurt you"

"he was drunk."

"that's no excuse. when you're drunk you lose sense of awareness, your behavior stays the same unless you let it change."

"so he wasn't aware of what he was doing."

"bexley."

"what?" i let out a sudden sob.

"please. break up with him. i can't stand seeing you hurt. i can't stand seeing you cry. it literally breaks my heart."

"iridessa? do you even know me?"

"you're being ridiculous."

"if you knew me, you know i won't break up with him. i can't live without him, i'll only become more heartbroken to the point where i become depressed."

"being abused is what's gonna make you depressed, bexley" she raised her voice.

"no" i wipe my face. my throat is swollen and it aches more than i can take. my head is pounding from trying to keep in my sobs.

she sighed.

"bexley. you're my best friend. i care about you more than anything."

"then let me be happy"

"it won't make you happy. it will only tear you apart even more."

"i'm not breaking up with him. period."