Half Way Happy | E.D

16.

i walk into my class, people giving me bad looks, sympathy, "aw's" and "ooo's".

each person examining my bruises as i walk past.

"ignore them" iridessa whispers. i turn my head towards her and nod.

once i sit down, i turn back to ethan. he looks frightened. but mad.

class goes by, and i feel everyone's eyes on me, the whole time.

the bell rings and i rush out into the hallway, before i make contact with ethan.

but then i feel him grab my arm. i know it's him. he's the only one who gets my attention by running after me and lightly gripping my forearm. at first i don't turn around, but after him begging and begging for me to talk to him, i let out a huff and twist my body to face his.

"who did this to you" he looks at me.

"what?" i pull my arm away. i keep thinking what if he starts tightening his grip, causing more bruises?

"how did this happen? was it your dad?" he looks very worried.

"ethan.." i can hardly speak.

"talk bexley" his voice raised, making me wince in fear.

and he noticed.

"it was me.. wasn't it?"

"do you not remember?" i step back.

"bexley don't be afraid of me please" he steps towards me, and i stumble back. pure sadness covers his eyes.

"i.." my eyes blink rapidly. i can't concentrate. too much stuff is going through my mind.

"i didn't mean to"

"ethan let go of me, please" i speak quietly, afraid he'll lose his temper.

he saw how hurt i was, and he followed my requests.

"i hardly remember. the only thing i remember is... hearing you scream at me.. telling me to stop" he slows down.

"i'm gonna go"

"no, bex, don't go"

"ethan. please let me leave" my eyes become misty. i feel a slight burn as the tears forming in my eyes grip the mascara off of my eyelashes, letting it cover them.

he sighs and turns around, walking away.