The door creaks open and stumbling footsteps are heard.
Her hair is tangled and messy. Her button up is slightly buttoned down showing her cleavage and the dark hickeys on her neck. Her lipstick is smudged and she has a slight glow to her face.
Where were you. Ethan asks sternly.
I just went out babe. she says, slurring her words, barely making any sense.
He shakes his head. This is the 5th time this week shes come home late, drunk.
Are you mad at me? She says in a sad voice, not conscious of anything shes saying.
No I'm fine. He murmurs wishing that she was sober
Ok then. I love you baby. She slurrs once again. She lays on the bed and falls asleep.
Ethan Dolan just watches her chest rise up and down.
He doesn't care that she's been out all night. He doesn't care that he doesn't know where she's been. She's toxic for him. He knows. But he can't help but fall in love with her sleeping figure all over again.
I love you baby.
