Sadness Hotline || Ethan Nestor x Reader

twelve

TRIGGER WARNING
SELF HARM SCARS

I felt Ethan gently shaking me awake. "Y/n. You should wake up, you have to go to work soon." He said, poking my cheek.

I rolled over, groaning. "Why."

"For money. Plus, it's the almost the weekend, so after today you get two days off." He said trying to cheer me up.

"Fine." I stood up, and stretched. "I'm going to get a shower. Do whatever you want." I laughed.

I got into the shower, the water was steaming. The wounds on my arms burned. Looking at the marks brought it all back. All the feelings I was enduring from the day before. I sat in shower, just thinking.

Thinking about everything. It felt like I was in a void. A dark, cold, emotionless void.

I stood up, and got out of the shower to get ready for work. I put on my uniform, and I put on a cardigan to cover my arms.

I met Ethan, when I exited my bathroom. "Hey, I have to go, but you can stay or leave. Just if you do leave, lock the door. Thanks!" I said as I quickly hugged him, and went off to work.

*Ethan's P.O.V*

I waved goodbye to Y/n As they exited their home. I sat on their couch, and watched TV. It felt weird to be in their home, but I like it here.

I didn't sleep at all last night. I was up the entire night, checking comments, and stats for my YouTube videos. They were doing pretty good, but I think they could be better.

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