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~ they could see she was a real Princess and no question about it, now that she had felt one pea all the way through twenty mattresses and twenty more feather beds. Nobody but a Princess could be so delicate ~ 

The Princess and the pea.



"Ethan" i respond. everything is fucking spinning and all i want to do is get food and go back to bed. however but for some reason i don't find that happening anytime soon. i smile at emily as i get up. i try and open up my eyes wider but then my eyes become glossy. it's obvious that i'm high. gosh! i'm so stupid! He's staring me down, i know he knows about me. i don't know why hes not saying anything. all i know that if they don't say anything about anything in the next minute im going to start crying.  I look back over at ethan and he watches me as he begins to talk. 

"Why don't we go to the movies? we should all catch up maybe get food after." he says and emily's smile widens. Emily has always looked up to ethan for some odd reason.Ethan is not one that people should necessarily look up to. Emily eagerly nods and runs to her closet to see what she should wear for the day.  Ethans eyes stay on me and i stare back.

"what about you... muñeca?" he says smirking at me as if he's testing me. oh i could strangle that little fucker. i want to hit the juul so bad so i respond with a nod of my head. he looks at me and the lifts his finger and moves it signalling for me to walk over to him. And as if im under a spell i make my way to Ethan. when i'm in front of him i can see every detail of his face and i really want to look away but i physically can't.  he smirks down at me before whispering in my ear...

"You look good, really good." he whispers so emily cant hear. He lifts his hand to my ponytail and yanks it back lightly so he doesnt hurt me but he has control. i can feel his lips so close near my neck i shiver. 

"i really did miss you and i'm not leaving anytime soon." he says his lips almost touching my neck.  he then lets go of my ponytail and i sigh in relief. 

what am i going to do? 


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Emily puts her thin brown hair in a ponytail. and she looks at herself in the mirror. Emily really is gorgeous.She's wearing a red crop top with black jean shorts and red converse. i look at myself in the mirror next to her. i'm wearing a green crop top that only shows a tiny bit of stomach because of my white high waisted skirt. my blonde hair is down to my shoulders and i tie my low rise white converse. Emily grabs her purse and we make our way to Ethan's room. i can't deal with Ethan sober. i Need a drink... or a smoke either one would be good right about now.  Emily knocks on the door.

"come in!" i hear Ethan's voice yell and we walk in. hes unpacking his bags full of neatly folded clothes. Emily sits on his bed and i stand in his room awkwardly. i really don't like being in here. 

"What the fuck are you wearing?" he yells looking at Emily. she looks down at her outfit and shrugs. 

"clothes?" she says.as if that was a joke. i totally forgot about how ethan feels about our clothes. Seems as if Emily did also. 

"I'll give you 10 seconds to leave my room and go get changed." he says in a deep menacing voice. Emily looks as if she could through a brick at Ethan but gets up and leaves.i stand there not knowing if i should stay or if i should follow a pouty Emily. Ethan looks at me and he smirks at me.

as of right now I feel like my outfit was not a good choice. I can't believe i even thought it would be a good idea to wear something like this. i don't know i feel so insecure. i pull my shirt down and tuck it into my skirt, so no skin is showing.  i look at Ethan and watch as he's no longer has his eyes on me he's focusing on his clothes and them getting put away neatly. Ever sience Ethan was little hes had major ocd. nothing can be out of place without him getting irritated.  However hes gotten much better because he's been taking medication for it, also for his anger. i look at his desk and my heart skips a beat when i see a dab pen on Ethans dresser. I really want to get high. 

"so your a major stoner now?" Ethan asks me as he's putting a blue shirt into his top draw. im stunned he would ask me something like that.  i look up at him, he looks down at me. i frown. i cant do this. 

"tell em im sick, i can't go."  i say and step out of the room, when ii close the door i let out a breath i didn't know i was holding. 

holy fuck


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Hey guys thank you so much if you have been a constant  viewer and supporter. thank you also fo taking a chance for reading my story i know that it seems as if things are rushing i'm so sorry i have little patience but i promise you will understand soon as to the reason im rushing things a little. and i'm also sorry if the mention of marijuana makes some viewers feel uncomfortable. but i do have to promise its nothing but calming. ;) anyways thank you so much and i'm so happy 50 views! 

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