Him: e.g.d

"That's Why You Look Like My Big Toe."

I walked into the house ready to take a nap in my comfy bed and cuddle with Ethan. It was a long day at work since they had me on a overnight shift; it's not like I have a life.

"Hey T!" Grayson greeted me once I walked in the room. "Hey G. Where's E?" Usually he's in the living room with Gray figuring out what video idea they're going to do next or just to hangout.

"He's in his room." I nodded as my response back, immediately walking to our room.

"E, I'm home." I said in a sing song voice as I opened the door.

My heart dropped once I fully walked in the room to see something I never thought I'd see in my life. Many questions popped into my head about this whole situation. All I know is that I'm not going to cry in front of him.

"Cool." Was the only thing that came out of my mouth. The only thing I could say. I slammed the door as hard as I could making the sound echo out through the house.

"Shit!" I heard Ethan say. How could he do something like this? If he didn't want me why couldn't we have talked about this? Why now? Am I not good enough for him? After everything we've been through, he goes and does this. I really thought he was different, but he's just like every boy in high school.

Hot tears flooded my vision as I couldn't let go of her  hand on his chest. His shirt clearly off. Her shirt off being covered up by the comforter. My comforter. The way they looked at each other. The same way he looked at me. I tried to control my tears until I could get somewhere safe where no one could see me breakdown.

Confusion, pain, and anger flowed through my body. This is worse than Ryan being paid to go on a date with me and some girl pouring a smoothie all over me.

"Babe! Wait!" I heard his voice from behind trying to catch up to me. I started to walk faster not wanting him anywhere near me.

"Babe! Please!" My feet stopped any further movement to turn around and yell at him.

"What! Why do I need to stop? Are you gonna explain yourself? Because I know exactly what I just saw." Rage poured out of me, putting it all on him.

He tried reaching for my hands, but I slapped them away as hard as I could.

"And you! How could you do this to me? To Neels? Aren't you at least a bit ashamed of yourself? After years of friendship you go and do this?" She never answered my questions only looking at the ground.

"Babe-" His hands tried to grab me again and I quickly stepped back.

"I'm not your babe and don't fucking touch me!" I screamed. "Don't touch me." I weakly repeated. My eyes closed as I tried to calm down, but the only thing I was doing was shaking and freaking out on the inside and out. "How long?"

"What?" He asked.

"I said how fucking long!" My voice raised while I shoved at him. Hitting his chest over and over until I pulled myself away from him.

"Was it just today?"

He nodded looking down at the ground.

"Were you experimenting? Am I boring? Do you want to be with her?" Questions poured out of me like a waterfall. But I just had to know.

"I-" He hesitated still looking at the ground.

"It was an accident." I laughed at how stupid he sounded.

"So you just 'accidentally' took your clothes off and she 'accidentally' took her clothes off and slid into the bed. Our bed." I had to turn away so he wouldn't see the tears falling. I wiped under my eyes and kept sniffling.

"Okay well, I'm going to come back tomorrow to pack my shit so you guys can keep fucking each other."

"Hold up, you can't go." He told me, turning me around. "Why? Give me one good reason." By now my eyes and nose were most likely red and my cheeks were puffy.

"Because babes, it's just a prank." Ethan's lips parted in a huge ass smile showing me the camera that Laney was holding. After him saying that and seeing the camera, I mentally sighed out of relief and then I stormed past them. Just because it was a prank doesn't make me feel any better.

"That's why you look like my big toe." I called out not bothering to look at either of them.

"I'm guessing the prank went well?" I heard Grayson ask. "Fuck you Grayson!" I shouted and heard laughter.

"Alright that's one point for me! Team Ethan! Let's gooooo baby!!"

"Babe it was just a joke." He tried to give me a kiss but I pushed him away. I stayed on my phone just scrolling through social media ignoring him.

"Come on, I love you." He started to poke me on my side knowing that I'm ticklish there, but I told myself to keep it together. We got to keep it together ladies.

His lips touched my upper arm repeating his actions, "Baby, I'm sorry." His hand grabbed my phone, taking it out of his hands and forcibly turned me towards him, but I didn't want him to see my face because I could feel more tears coming to the surface.

"Tums." I rolled my eyes. He embraced me in a hug holding me tightly and kissed my cheek.

"You're such a jerk!" The words were somewhat muffled since my face was pressed into his chest, but I knew he could understand what I was saying.

"But you gotta admit I got you pretty good! And I can't wait to see what the viewers think." I pulled away from his strong grip.

"No! You're not posting that!"

"Oh yes I am! I have to! I need to give them a video!"

"I don't care post something else." Even though I was protesting him to not post the video a smile still broke out on my face.

"No!" He squeezed my side and I squealed laughing and smiling.

"There's my beautiful Tatum with that beautiful laugh and smile!"

"Shut up." I mumbled.

"Come here." He rubbed his hands up and down my arms as I leaned in closer to him to kiss him.

"I love you." I kissed him again.

"Good." And slapped him across the face.
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wow i really need to start posting more so i can finish this book already. btw the slap was just a joking slap not one of those dramatic slaps that actually happens when you're angry ya know? also I'm starting college soon :))