Madhouse | Ethan Dolan

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This chapter is dedicated to meshdolans  lyyyy
Octavias POV

My head on his chest. His arms wrapped around me.

That's how I woke up.

Sighing in content, I snuggle into his chest, kissing his collarbone before realizing what I did.

He hurt me.

I push away at the realization, clicking my tongue in frustration.

That definitely wakes him. He seems to move around slightly, his eyes still closed. Then he stops.

That's my cue.

I slowly get up, trying my best not to make any noise.

He seemed to realize because he pulled me back in, kissing my neck. It burned.

"Stay...." he mumbles.

"Ethan-" I start before being cut off.

"I missed you." He whispers with a small sigh.

I lick my lips, pulling myself closer to him but not answering.

I'm going to fall into this hole and get hurt all over again.

"You smell nice." Ethan says out of nowhere.

"Thanks." I say awkwardly.

Ethan opens an eye, taking a long look at me. "Can you relax?"

I don't answer at first, thinking about what to say. "Won't Madison be upset?"

Ethan stays quiet this time. "I wanna stay here."

Instead of replying, I pull myself closer into him, closing my eyes. "Just go before she gets back...."

Ethan hums in agreement, kissing the top of my head again. "We should go though... It's 9..."

I inhale, pushing myself up and into my bathroom.

"Octavia!" Ethan falls behind me as I clock my door knobs lock.

I sigh, leaning against the door. "You're with Madison...."

"I know." Ethan replies in a defeated tone. "But what about you?"

I furrow my eyebrows, feeling slightly offended. "You don't need to be here just so I don't feel bad, idiot. You don't like me. I get it. Just go."

Ethan instantly answers. "No, it's not like that, I swear! I just... Like you too..."

I scoff angrily, hitting my fist against the door. "Just leave!" I yell this time.

He doesn't answer.

So I guess he's gone.

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Ethan's POV

The door opened.

Madison was there, a normal expression on her face. There was a boy beside her.

Oh my gosh are you fucking serious.

How many more people is Victor going to bring in.

"Hey baby!" Madison giggles, skipping up to me, pecking my lips.

I weakly smile, keeping my eyes on the unconscious boy that Victor holds up.

"Octavia!" He yells, calling her by her actual name for the first time.

She runs down, her hair dripping wet at the ends. "Yeah?" She paints.

"Take him." Victor growls, throwing his arm to her.

Her reflexes pull in and hold his arm, a startled look on her face.

"W-Where..."

"The spare room." Victor answers with no hesitation.

Octavia nods, struggling to keep him up.

I step forward towards her before Madison pull me back, lacing her fingers with mine.

"I love you." She smiles, kissing my bicep.

I smile looking up at Victor. He's walking away, looking down at his fingernails. No.... He pulls something out of his breast pocket.
A silver locket?

"Baby?" Madison asks, looking at my distracted demeanour.

"Huh? Yeah?" I frown looking down at her.

"Come upstairs." She purrs, kissing the nape of my neck.

I nod, getting up with her.

As I went towards Madison's room, I crossed the new guys room.

I got to the edge of the door, peaking through.

Octavia sat on his bed, her hands moving around as she explained I'm guessing the 'rules' to him.

His eyes were wide open, knees pulled into his chest.

Someone seemed to have made a joke. I saw her giggle. He smiled, getting closer to her.

And then I left.

Octavia's POV

"So we're stuck here?" The new boy asks.

I nod grimly. "You'll get used to it...." I say, looking at him. "We'll be out one day.... Anyways I should go..." I sigh, getting up as I dust off my pants.

"Wait!..." he calls behind me, looking down at his feet.

I look back.

"Never mind actually...."

And with that, I leave.

I hear giggles and laughs from another ,room, probably Ethan's.

I groan leaves my lips as I walk towards my room, rolling my eyes.

My eyes trace the window sill and I look down st out backyard.

Victor stands quietly with a silver object in his hand. My eyes squint, trying to get s better look at the object.

It's small and fits in his palm. His other hand hovers over it, opening it? Victor then pulls out a small chip, holding it between his thumb and forefinger.

The second it's out, he disappears inside.

What the hell?