Regretting You||E.D. fanfic

XVII

song: too good at goodbyes by sam smith

Alyssa's POV:

It's the next morning and I was awake all night, just thinking.

I get up out of bed and do the usual stuff. I get ready for work and leave the apartment without Peyton because she has class.

I make it out the building and see that there's literally 10 inches of snow. I call my manager, Randy, and see if he's still going to make me work.

Knowing him, he most likely will be like, "yeah come in it's not that bad."

"Randy, hey! It's Alyssa and i wanted to know if we still have work today because I can't really get out of my apartment building because of TEN INCHES OF SNOW. So, do we?" I ask with a small bit of hope he'll say no.

"No, I sent a text out saying that I cancelled work this morning. Did you not get the text?" He asks with sincerity.

"No, I didn't but thanks for letting me know."

"Of course." He hangs up and I lock my phone.

"WOO HOO! NO WORK FOR ME BITCH-" I stop jumping up and down because I see Ethan?

I walk over to the door and roll my eyes. I unlock it and he can open the door if he wants. He opens it and walks in.

"Are you gonna close the door?" I say with my arms crossed.

"Right." He says and closes it.

"So, what are you doing here?" I ask annoyed.

"I came to talk." I roll my eyes and start walking away from him.

"Don't walk away. Please." I scoff and keep walking. He grabs my wrist and I turn my head.

"Ethan, let go of me." He keeps looking at me and his grip keeps getting tighter.

"ETHAN, LET GO." I say as I try to take his hand off.

I take my other hand and smack him in the face. He shakes his head and let's go of my wrist.

"Alyssa, I'm so-" He tries to be apologetic.

"ETHAN. WHAT THE HELL HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU?! You used to be this sweet, caring guy. But now, I don't even know what you are. Get the fuck out of here, Ethan. Just go. I don't even want to hear what you have to say right now." I walk away and head to the elevators. I wipe my tear from my eye and the doors close.

I go to my apartment and take out my keys. I drop my keys and sniffle, picking them up.

I open the door and lock it. I close my eyes and slide down the door and cry. I swipe my hands through my hair and keep crying.

My phone rings and I grab it, trying to calm myself down.

Grayson.

I answer the call and-

"Hey, I was just calling to let you know that Ethan's on his way there."

"Yeah, I know." I say looking around the room and sniffling.

"You already saw him, didn't you." I feel a tear fall again and I start sobbing all over again.

"Grayson, I don't know what to do anymore. All these fucking fights when we dated were so stupid and then I broke up with him to get out of it and it just keeps happening! I-"

"Alyssa. I need you to calm down, okay? I'm on my way."

"Okay." He hangs up and I keep crying.

Grayson's POV:

I hang up and lock the door walking to the car.

"And I'm gonna beat his ass like I should've before."

Alyssa's POV:

I'm sitting on the couch with a pillow in my lap.

I hear a knock at the door and I run to the door. I open it and I instantly am hugged.

"Grayson. It hurts."

"I know. I know." He says as he puts his head in the side of my neck and rubs my back.

"I don't know what to do anymore. He's a completely different person now." I say as we let go and sit on the couch.

"He's been like this for a while." I lean onto his shoulder and he wraps his arms around me.

"Everything's gonna be okay. I promise. I'm not going anywhere today. I'm staying with you."

"Thank you. I need you to stay." I say with a sniffle.

We sit there for a bit and he rubs my arm.

"What did he exactly say to you? Like what happened?" Grayson asks. I sit up and sigh.

"Well, I was calling my manager to see if we had work and he told me no. Then he hung up and I locked my phone. I heard a knock at the entrance of the building and saw him. I walk over to unlock it and leave it for him to open. He comes in and says he wants to talk and I walk away. He grabs my wrist and grips it. I told him to let go and he wouldn't. He froze. I had to smack him so he could let go."

I rub my wrist and Grayson sees it. He grabs my hand slowly and looks at it.

"This is what he did to you? Alyssa, this is really bad. Your wrist has his prints on it! You can't talk to him anymore or see him. I get he's my brother and all but, you can't be near him if this is going to happen. I'm gonna make sure he doesn't hurt you anymore." He holds my hand and we look at each other.

"Hungry?" He whispers and I laugh.

"There's that smile. I'll go get something real quick, alright? I'll be back in a bit." He gives me a kiss on my forehead and leaves.

Grayson's POV:

Little does she know that I have more than just getting us food.

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welp, this is interesting. hope this makes y'all confused as shit but happy it's happening.

after all, this is an ethan fanfic. you'll see how it plays out.

stay tuned kids;)