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beef man ethan 🥩: why were you at my house last night
i had woken up to the sound of my phone going off, only to see it was a text from none other than our favorite sister ethan. my eyes scanned over the screen as i mentally groaned.
macon😪:mmm, excuse me?
i furrow my eyebrows. who the hell does this kid think he is, it's not like going to his house was anything new.
beef man ethan 🥩: the house smelt like you when i got back mac, why were you over.
macon😪: i'm sorry ethan, i'm afraid that what i do doesn't concern you anymore and it never did.
beef man ethan 🥩: it does as long as i still care for you.
i scoffed as his reply, i was really getting tired of this kid and how he felt everyone owed him an explanation or something. and he doesn't care about me, that's why he forced me out of his sorry life and dumped me on my ass. which is really nice btw.
macon😪: oh please, just shut up before i block your number. i'm tired of you.
with that i clicked on his contact name and changed it to just ethan, not knowing why i had it set to beef man ethan in the first place.
i locked my phone and threw it to my side, making it bounce against my crisp white bed spread. i brought my hands up to my face and waltzed into my bathroom, turning the shower water on and climbing in.
as i stood in the shower, i kept asking myself why ethan cared if i was at his house, it's not like he owned the place, and he didn't usually care before. he was being way too extra and bitchy just because i didn't say 'i love you' back.
it made me angry that ethan didn't understand where i was coming from. he was notorious for fucking girls before him and i started our thing, we agreed to do this on simple terms. no catching feelings. and i stuck to it for the most part, there were times when i would think something he did was cute, because he was good at being cute. but i sure as hell did not love him. i'm not stupid to fall for something like that.
me falling in love with grayson is more realistic than me falling in love with ethan, and that's saying a lot.
one thing ethan and grayson didn't have in common was that i didn't hate grayson, and that's because grayson's actually a decent guy. yeah he could be a rude little rat sometimes, but he doesn't treat people with relentless disrespect like ethan does if he doesn't get what he wants. grayson was mature, ethan was a little boy.
when i got out of the shower, i was surprised to find alyssa laying on my bed, her blue eyes puffy and red. poor girl is still crying.
"al?" i say, taking a seat on the bed, "how are you feeling?"
it was a stupid question on my part. my 16 year old baby sister is pregnant, how the fuck did i think she felt.
"i'm need to know." is all she says, i furrow my eyebrows, not knowing what she meant by that.
"need to know what?" i ask, shifting my body so i'm completely facing her.
