Mine | Ethan Dolan (AU)

13| bitch

September 4th,

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"Hello?" I said through the phone, rolling over in my bed.

"Hey, are you coming to school today?" Rylie asked through the other end as she whispered really low.

"Y-yeah." I whispered while clearing my throat.

"Okay, well I would hurry up. Were like almost done with first period." she continued to whisper as she abruptly hung up the phone.

i furrowed my eyebrows, looking at my phone as i blinked and practically jumped out of bed.

"shit shit shit shit shit" i said to myself, running into my bathroom to brush my teeth.

i ran back into my room as i slipped on a black hoodie that went with my grey sweatpants. i slipped on my slides as i grabbed my backpack, running downstairs.

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i sped walked into second period as i got looks from the students that were in their seats.

"nice of you to join us miss guerreró" mrs. alves said to me as she stopped the lesson she was giving.

i looked down, walking past the people in the aisles shyly as i made my way to my seat.

i looked around to see ethan no where, when, i remembered that he got suspended for three days since he was the one to start the fight.

i got my things out, as i looked over at chase who had a bruised cheek and busted lip.

he caught my glance as i looked away quickly and roughly swallowing down.

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the bell rang, dismissing the class as i put my things in my backpack and made my way to the front of the room.

i saw rylie from a far as i gave her a weak smile when i heard chase yell from behind me.

"you bitch!" he yelled, walking up to me as i furrowed my brows together, rylie coming up next to me.

"excuse me?" i asked, taking a step towards him, looking him up and down with a disgusted look on my face.

"you heard me" he said, leaning down to meet his eyes with mine.

"i don't think i did, can you repeat that?" i questioned with such sarcasm in my voice as i put my hand to my ear.

"cut the little act. just because you act so tough all the time because your dad raised you and your mom-"

this motherfucker.

"who the fuck do you think you are?" rylie protested, stepping in front of me as she got close to chase.

"i could ask you the same thing" he snapped back, giving rylie a disgusting look.

"it's okay ry" i whispered, putting my arm in front of her and gently pushing her back behind me.

"and just because the new kid beat the shit out of you because you tried getting at me again, and got rejected. . . isn't my problem" i gritted through my teeth.

i turned my heel, walking away from him and dragged rylie's arm with me down the hall.

"he is an asshole mar" rylie said to me as i shook my head.

"must be huge too, since he can stick his head so far up in it" i grinned, walking towards the lunch table and sitting down.

"where's your lunch?" she asked me, taking out her paper bag.

"late remember" i replied, putting my head down.

"i have crackers" she whispered, shoving a package at me as i kept my head down.

don't look up, she will see your tears.

i shoved them away, getting up quickly and making my way into the bathroom into a available stall.

i sat on the closed toilet seat, letting the tears poor from my cheeks as i tangled my shaky hands over themselves.

i heard the bathroom door open, hearing small chatter as i breathed in through my nose, sniffling.

the chattering stopped, dead silence filled the bathroom.

i then heard footsteps come close to the front of my stall, seeing what looked like cheer shoes.

chloe.

the door opened up again, to which i saw the shoes leave with them.

or so i thought.

i let out a shaky breath, hearing a sigh from the other side of the stall.

"luca?. . ." chloe's voice said, leaning up against the door.

"just leave me alone chloe" i told her, sniffling as i wiped my tears with my sleeve.

"i saw what happened . . and i just wanted to say i'm sorry, about your mom and stuff"

"why do you care?"

"because, i just— god, can you just like not be such a smartass all the time?"

"it was just a question" i sniffled again.

"well, i know that it doesn't mean much coming from me but i really am sorry. i know what it's like to feel like to not have a mom . . or a dad for that matter" she trailed off.

"but your parents are together," i scoffed.

"yeah but they are never home, always on "business trips" and "get away time" why do you think i always have so many parties and hook up with guys. i can't get love and attention from my parents . . so i try to fill my loneliness with fucking guys all the time" she said, now too sniffling.

that's when it hit me.

i guess everyone is a little broken.

the door opened up again, as i heard rylie's voice loudly fill the room.

"luca! are you in here" she said, opening the stalls one at a time.

"i'm in here, i just had to use the bathroom" i lied, wiping my nose with my sleeve again as i collected myself.

I ran my hands down my face dramatically, shaking my hands off as I checked my eyes.

I flushed the toilet, walking out the door as I gave chloe a weak smile.

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"Why was she in there?" she asked, nudging my arm.

"She uh . . . She was waiting for her friend."

"Oh."

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sorry for the short chapter
i love you all sm <3.
1/30/19