Dangerously Falling Again

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~Ethan's POV~

"Mr Miller, how does it feel to be finally released from prison after three years?" A short haired brunette woman in her late 30's and in a gray plaid skirt suit inquired as she reached out her mic to my lips.

"Mr Miller, what are you thinking about doing with your life now that you are free?" Another reporter asked but this one was a middle aged man in a navy blue suit.

"Mr Miller, is it true that you were framed?"

"Ethan Miller......Ethan...... Mr. Miller...." the other 20 reporters crowded around me calling out my name and flashing their cameras.

"Alright, alright that's enough questions for the day." My lawyer also known as my gold digging step mother, announced as she grabbed my wrist leading me to our limo.

"Wait what's the rush, I just got my freedom back and I want to have some fun" I stopped, taking my wrist out of her grasp.

"Exactly!" She exclaimed "You just got out and your father and I went through hell just to get you out early therefore you are not going to do anything stupid on my watch do you understand?" She looked up at me with a stern look.

"Aww well...isn't this cute, trying to act all motherly" I said in a mockery voice"It doesn't suit you so stop pretending." I uttered with a cold tone and a glimpse of hurt got caught in her eyes. I ignored her and walked towards the reporters.

They once gathered around me and started bombarding me with questions.

"Ethan Miller, what are you going to do now that you are free?" The same reporter from before repeated his question.

"Well... I'm going to stick here for a while."

"And why's that?" He asked curiosity pointing his microphone at me like a police officer pointing a gun at a criminal.

All the reporters finally stopped attacking me with questions and paused to hear my answer.

"Because I'm looking for someone" I spoke.

"Mr Miller...Mr Miller who is it that you are looking for?" Another reporter queried.

"How about you mind your business, all of you... how would you like it if I asked you how your wife tasted" I asked the previous reporter while flicking my tongue, teasing him.

He looked pissed.... just the reaction I wanted.

I turned around unbuttoning my pants saying, "AMERICA, YOU CAN KISS MY PALE WHITE ASS" as I pulled down my black pant suit revealing well... my beautiful pale white ass.

Regina, "my mom" stepped in front of me and announced, "There's nothing to see here" spreading her arms apart to try to cover me as best as possible.

"Relax, I'm just having fun" I buttoned my pants whilst laughing at the serious look on her face and the crowd's reaction.

She grabbed my wrists again but this time it was tighter. "Do you want to be rearrested because I could get that arranged."

"Yea, yea whatever, I'm bored"

"Well prison can do that to you" she replied "Now let's go before another pant drops" she said trying to hold in her laughter.

We pushed pased the reporters and finally got to the car. She opened the back of the car and I sat in and she followed.

"What the hell were you thinking Ethan?!..." She yelled after closing the car door with the tinted window. "...And I don't fucking want to hear you say.. 'Oh, I was just having fun'." She mimicked my voice with a face.

I couldn't help but let out a laugh.

"Chill Regina, no harm was made, besides it's not like my reputation is ruined or anything." I said sarcastically

"Yea that's cuz it already is"

"Exactly my point, I'm no longer his little bitch so I can do whatever I want." I said referring to my asshole of a dad.

"Hey, he loves you, you know" She said placing her hand on my shoulder as her hazelnut eyes met my blue ones.

I leaned in and forcefully pressed my lips on hers and she responded.

She placed her right hand on my jaw, then moved it to the back of my hair, racking her fingers through it. I took off her prada royal blue blazer that came with the dress and threw it on the seat behind her. She then pulled up her dress in order to get on top of me. She began to move up and down in a grinding motion while her lips were still pressed to mine.

I reached my hands under her dress and she pulled away.

"No, Ethan we can't do this" she uttered with guilt, then climbed off me.

"C'mon, don't act like you've not always wanted me"

She sat in silence, pulling her dress down.

"You don't even love him you just want his money" I truthfully stated.

"That's not fair Ethan, I shouldn't be getting pleasure from my husband's son, it's wrong. "She said putting her blazer back on.

"That's not what you were thinking when you were pouncing on me like a crazed wild animal" I smirked and her reaction proved my point. "Anyway, I got somewhere to be" I continued.

"No, no you don't" she tried to stop me.

"Says who?" I challenged

"Says your dad." She said, thinking if she said that I would be scared or something.

"Wow, I haven't been out a day and he's already trying to control my life"

"He's not trying to control you Ethan, he's your dad"

"Yeah... whatever, I don't have time for this." I leaned in close to the driver and told him to let me out where we were at.

As he stopped the car and I opened the door, Regina yelled, "He's not going to like this you know?"

I turned and said "I know" with a devilish smile and got out. "Oh and before I forget, I need my ride back, so be a doll a get me a car." I continued.

"HEY! WHO THE HELL DO YOU--" I cut her off by closing the door and waved at her as the driver drove.

Man I love my life.

~A/N~ OK so I'm excited to introduce you to the first chapter. I know it's short but it was just an introduction of Ethan Miller and to get a little glimpse of his character but I'll make the other ones longer ;). And don't forget to Vote, share and comment thnx. X♡x♡.