part 5 - an explanation

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some background should be given on ethan.
why i feel so much hatred towards him, why i have always held this grudge.

it was the beginning of senior year. my best friend gabby and i always partied, were always out, we were just always having fun. gabby and i were the bestest of friends and had been since kindergarten.
then of course, the new boy.
word had gotten out about a new boy in town. ethan dolan. ethan was apparently an artsy, quirky boy, although it was well known that he for sure, was not a virgin.

ethan arrived at my school towards the start of the school year. he was in most of my classes.
a tall, tanned, dark haired, dark eyed beautiful guy. he doodles in class, played with his hair and giggled at cute stuff. god, he was so adorable.

i kept my eye on him, at parties he was always fun, always grinding with other girls or taking more shots. i always noticed him watching me. like he always noticed me watching him. i think we both fancied eachother for a while. soon later, at a different party, we started talking.

hour after hour went by, we kept on talking. ethan and i had this connection i had never had with anyone else. it was like he had known me for so long.

so, after that, we started hanging out. i saw him almost everyday. until of course, he asked me to be his girlfriend. we started dating around week 6 of school. it was so great. he was a nice guy to have around. i loved him so much and he loved me, i thought.

he went on my vacations, i went to his family dinner. everything was great. we had such a good time together. understandably, gabby was starting to get ticked off. i never spent any time with her anymore and we were distancing. i tried spending more time with her, but she wasn't the same. i didn't know what to do.

then one morning i wake up. my phone has 100+ notifications. photos of gabby and ethan hooking up at a party leak.

my heart was broken. i had lost my boyfriend and my best friend.

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