broken hearted | Ethan Dolan

7

The dark room consumed me. My mind not being able to control my actions. I laid lifeless on the bed. The dark figure came over me, and I thought this was it. Until I heard the door being swung open. 

I felt drake get ripped off of me. I watched as he got punched multiple times, while I still laid there. The figure who saved me approached me slowly walking into the light so I could see his face. Grayson. 

I smiled softly at him with tears escaping my eyes. I still laid there lifeless, thinking about what could have just happened. He engulfed me in a hug and didn't let go for a good 10 minutes. 

After finally releasing me, he brushed a piece of hair out of my face.

"lets go get Ethan and get out of here, what do you say?" He asks softly while reaching his hand out for me to grab.

I nodded and grabbed his hand. 

We walked downstairs, this time Grayson not leaving my side. We kept searching until finally we saw Ethan sitting on the couch drinking a beer. He didn't have many friends, besides Drake, so he sat there alone. We approached him, and he looked up at us.

"bro we're leaving. you coming?" Grayson's asks. 

"what? why? did miss princess realize she couldn't handle a party?" he says with a smirk. 

"dude shut up. you don't know what happened. are you coming or not?" Grayson says sternly. 

"fine." Ethan gets up quickly, making sure to bump my shoulder on his way out the door. 

"don't pay any attention to him, he doesn't mean it." Grayson says with a small smile. I nod, but in my head I can't help but wonder why he hates me so much. what did I do to him?

Grayson and I reached the slick black range rover, and got into the back seat. I don't know why Grayson decided to sit back here with me, but I was not complaining. Ethan did not say one word, but just started to drive. 

halfway home, Ethan suddenly pulls over to the side of the road. We are luckily on the main road in our neighborhood, so not a busy street. 

"uh E, why'd you pull over?" Grayson asks with a confused expression. 

"we left drake. we gotta go back." Ethan mumbles.

"NO!" me and Grayson both scream at the same time. 

"what the fuck. can you explain why I can't go back to get my best friend?" Ethan asks while mainly looking at me. 

"a lot happened at the party, Ethan. Please just go home. drake will find a ride." Grayson says.

"No. Im driving. I want to know why I can't go back." He says, still looking at me. 

"Fine bro. I left Adelyn for a couple minutes tonight, and during that time, her friend and her got super drun---"

"so?" Ethan interrupts.

"well if you would listen, you would know. Anyway, I went back to where I left her and she was gone. I went upstairs to look for her and saw someone struggling underneath another person. I walked in and saw Drake forcing himself on her. I obviously stopped it, and beat the shit out of Drake." Grayson finishes. 

"I don't believe you. You believe this slut, over my best friend that I have known for forever. Get out. You can walk the rest of the way over. Im going back to get Drake." Ethan says, anger apparent on his face.

Grayson shakes his head in disapproval and lightly grabs my wrist to help me out the car. Ethan speeds off and we are stuck walking the rest of the way home in the dark. Grayson grabbed my hand in a friendly way, and we walk home in silence. 

We reached our spot between our houses and stop. 

"I'm sorry about what he said. You're not a slut. I know deep down he believes me, but doesn't want to admit it to himself." he says sympathetically. 

Okay Grayson whatever floats your boat, I mentally think. I just nod my head and go in for a hug. After we pull out of the hug we say our goodbyes and walk to our homes. I feel Grayson watching me, making sure I get in alright. Im happy that I get to call Grayson my friend. Ethan not so much.