The Arrangement

-TWENTY TWO-

There was a long pause after that. Silence. No words. I couldn't speak. all I could do was hang up.

I bit my fingernails as I pondered on what he said. I focused on how the words sounded. Slurred together, Almost inaudible and I could barely understand. But I heard it. Loud and clear. Like he shouted it. Maybe he did... Or maybe I was mixing up his speech and heard what I wanted.
You're trippin Sutton. You're trippin.

I sat in front of my phone. On my couch, knees pulled up against my chest, and I wrapped my arms around them... just staring at the phone. Waiting...Hoping. Then I heard a knock on the door, but it took me a minute to fully understand that someone was at the door and I wasn't hearing things like I think I am.

I hesitated, but The longer I waited the louder the knocking got. I stepped to the door and took a breath then unlocked it and opened it.

"Wh-" his lips crashed against mine immediately and I was caught off guard. He pinned me against the wall gently but I pushed him off of me. He backed up and he was breathing heavy. His eyes were bloodshot and he had the smell of the drink on him.
Drunken bastard.

"What the fuck?!" I struggled to spit out and he started to tear up. "Answer me goddamit" I spat again and he just stood there. "You are, aren't you?" He whispered. "What?" I asked, completely lost. "You are, aren't you!!!" He raised his voice and I flinched. "I'm what?!" I questioned and he stepped to me, but I didn't move. "Scared of me..." He said like he was so sure he was right.
Well... He kinda was.

I didn't speak, though I wanted to. But the lump in my throat again prevented me from talking, so I stayed silent. "You should be..." He declared and I spoke up. "I'm not scared of you... Im-" I didn't finish my sentence, it wasn't the right time. And never will.

"You're what?" He asked and I shook my head. "Did you think I was going to hit you?" He asked, his voice cracking at the end. I didn't answer again. "Did I hurt you?!" He raised his voice and you could hear him trying to hold back from crying. I nodded. "show me." He whispered and I slowly pulled down my sleeve and showed him my shoulder.

His eyes closed at the sight and then opened... And a tear rolled down his face. His fingers traced over the now purple-blue bruise on my shoulder, where he full force pushed me up against The wall.

I winced at the touch of his cold fingertips and the pain in my arm. He dropped his arm and looked into my eyes. "Su-utton.. i-im sorry. " He croaked and I looked away from his gaze. I took a breath and stared at the floor in silence. Waiting for him to break it, or for me to grow some tits an ask him what I want to ask. Well... What I need to ask.

"What are you thinking Sutton?" He traces his thumb over my cheek and across my bottom lip. I crave his touch but hold back. He leans down and I can feel his warm breath on my cheek. He smells of alcohol... But it's sweet. Mixed with the scent of peppermint. I look up And meet his gaze. And for some reason it wasn't as intimidating as it used to. His expression was now soft, carefree... Him. Real.

His eyes flicker to my lips and then he leans in.. and I let him. His soft lips brush against mine and I want to pull him into the kiss...but I hold back...and turn away

"I-is it true? What you said on the phone?" I asked And he dropped his hand and didn't answer. "I don't know." He said bitterly.

"How do you no-" "I have to go " he said blankly and headed out The door. "Ethan wait." I yelled after him but he slammed the door behind him. "fuck." I mumbled under my breath and plopped myself on the couch.

This was all so complicated... And for what? This was all supposed to be just a simple Arrangement. A Fucking arrangement. (Ha get it? Cuz they fuck and it's an arrangement- no? Okay. That was bad. Sorry)

I hang my head and hunch over. And for some reason, I start to laugh. I just laugh at the situation.

Because....It's all just so fucking hysterical.

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So yes Ik I'm slacking. BUT I JUST WROTE THIS RIGHT NOW FROM MY BRAIN AND ITS NOW 11 AND I HAVE TO WAKE UP EARLY AND I HAVE PRACTICE!!! YOU ARE LUCKY. I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH.

ha, sorry, I got too upset. But yeah I hope you like it and if you don't then you can suck my dick because you didn't have to read it.

So yeah idrk why I'm continuing to write when I need to sleep but it feels right you know? No? Whatever.

But yeah I'm going to bed and I will update whenever I can so don't message me asking "update soon you whore" or I'll shove my foot down your throat. Jk jk

Peace ✌💜