Him: e.g.d

"So Does that Mean This is the End?"

"Babe." I rushed inside instantly pulling out my carry-on suitcase and grabbing a small pile of clothes; I don't really need much since I still have some at my mother's house and we won't be there for long. 

"Babe!" I could hear Ethan calling my name, yet I was so focused on my thoughts and packing that I completely ignored him. 

"Tatum!" He brought me out of my thoughts, stopping me from doing anything with his hands rested on my shoulders. 

"Talk to me. What's going on?" Us going to New Jersey is what's going on. He needs to be packing instead of talking to me. 

I removed his hands off of me, walking to my drawers to grab more stuff, "What does it look like E?" I sarcastically asked, walking back over to my suitcase and dumping everything inside. 

"Hey! I know what it looks like, but why are you in a rush to get there?" Stopping what I was doing, I rested my hands on my waist then removed them to sit next to him on the bed. 

"This is my chance to stop the nightmares, or at least I'm hoping." I slightly shrugged. I know I probably sound crazy, but I have to try and not sit here. I have all this energy and hope and I can't just waste it. 

"I was thinking we could go to dinner at a nice restaurant though and then we can go this weekend." My eyes almost bulged out. This weekend?! It's Wednesday, I can't wait that long.

"Forget dinner Ethan. I'm going whether you come or not. I don't care." I stated firmly, waiting for his response. I was looking at him as he was looking down at the carpet. 

He stiffly nodded, "Have fun on your trip, Tatum." His voice turned harsh and cold and with that he walked out of the room, slamming the door. He really doesn't want to come with me. I would be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed. It doesn't matter; I don't need him anyway. It would be nice if I had him for support. No, I can do this by myself. I held back the tears and continued packing. 

Once I was done, I headed towards the door, not seeing anyone which was good since I didn't want anyone asking me questions. I quickly placed the belongings in the trunk of my car, got in, and started the drive towards the airport. 

"Tatum!" Luke and my mom squealed in excitement. My smile easily showed, happy that they were happy to see me. I hugged both of them tightly and took my stuff upstairs into my old room. My bed still looks the same when I left it. Everything in its neat and perfect order, collecting dust. I looked out the window seeing the Dolan's household. I remember the time Ethan and I first met; he opened the door and then shut it in my face thinking I was a girl scout. He was so angry and grumpy all the time and now look at him. Happy and living a great life, although he may not be feeling that right now. My mood changed from the slight disagreement we got into. 

Pulling out my phone, I checked for any messages from him. Frowning, I looked at everyone else that texted and called me asking for my whereabouts, but I didn't bother to answer them. The only person I wanted to talk to or at least message is Ethan. 

"So, where's Ethan and the whole gang?" I shoved my phone back in my pocket and turned to see my mom in the doorway giving a light smile. 

"They're all busy." She clearly didn't believe my lie, but let it go and I silently thank her. 

"Well, I'll let you get your rest. Luke and I are both glad you're back." She gave me one last smile before shutting the door behind her. Oh, so now she wants to shut the door when I don't live here anymore. I sighed with a hint of stress and laid back on my bed. I pulled out my phone once again, hovering the device over my face. Opening up the text message app, I tapped on Ethan's contact texting him a goodnight with a red heart. I stayed on my phone a little longer going on social media and playing games. There was still no text from him causing a frown to form.