innocent | ethan dolan

six

we act like nothing actually happened

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violet's pov;

My drilling alarm rang loudly next to my ear, making me wake up. I lean over and stop it. I rubbed my eyes, realising that I still had school. The events of yesterday flashed through my mind and I suddenly thought that it was just a dream. A nasty ass dream that I really liked.

I stood up, wincing at the aching pain on my ass.

Nope, definitely wasn't a dream.

But it was the best sex that I had ever gotten. God damn.

I go into my bathroom, turning on the shower so that it was practically boiling so it could ease the pain. I stood under the hot water, the water cascading down my body. I washed myself, still thinking about what had just happened yesterday.

It was a massive mistake. I just get caught up in the moment so fucking easily and I hate myself for it. He found out a lot of things that I didn't want him to know about.

I got out the shower, wrapping a towel around me as I stared in the mirror in front of the sink. I glanced at the bruises that had formed around my neck. Damn you, Ethan Dolan.

I dried myself off and picked out another outfit for school that I really liked.

I put some colour correcting concealer on some hickeys that you could clearly see and covered it up. How the hell did I manage to get myself into this? I was full of regret.

How did I let myself be used like this? Once again?

A tear rolled down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away. I put on a little bit of makeup as well as my holy grail lip gloss.

I went downstairs, greeting my father, who had prepared pancakes for me.

I sat down, putting my schoolbag on the stool next to me. He sat down in front of me.

"So what's the occasion?" I ask, starting to eat the delicious pancakes in my mouth.

"I got promoted!" he says, barely containing his excitement.

"But," he says, his smile dying down a little.

"Oh dear," I say, realising the sudden change in tone.

"I'm going have to go away for two weeks." he says. I stare at him, waiting for more bad news. Of course it's going to be even worse. I didn't like the idea of the only person I love going away from me. I already lost one.

"I trust you enough to stay on your own but one of my close friends, Sean, said that he would be more than happy to take care of you. He only lives a street down." he says, somehow trying to find positivity.