it gets better {ETHAN NESTOR X READER}

chapter 10

Anna's pov.

     I woke up next to Ethan and Amy. I picked my phone up, which was on the coffee table in front of us.

     I saw a bunch of notifications from Instagram:



Markiplier: so they got matching onesies. Someone stop this. @/ Anna_is_bored & @/ crankgameplays

Comments:

Fanacc: I ship it

Fanacc2: same^

Anna_is_bored: wow mark. Xpose us why don't cha.

Markiplier: ^yes. That's exactly what I did.

Hateacc: ew WTF. Not crute 🤢

Fanacc2: @ hateacc: stfu Stoopid bitch.

     I laughed a little and shut my phone off, getting up and going to the bathroom to do my business.

     I go back in the family room to see a sleepy Amy rubbing her eyes, then looking at me. "hey" she says softly. I wave. I walk into the kitchen and start making everyone hangover drinks.

     I walk back in with five. Even if Mark didn't drink, these still taste good so I made him one anyway.

     I hand Everyone, one. Now that we're all awake.

     "I think imma head to the office and work on some stuff" I say and stand up, forgetting I had a onesie on. I mutter "fuck it" and go anyway.

     Its not like it's a special office with big important people in it. Just teamiplier.

     I walk in, in my stitch onesie and go straight away to my office. Sitting in my seat, I start to edit.

Five hours later-

     I pick my phone up and yawn. I see that it's 5:32pm. I've been editing for five hours and I've submitted two videos to Mark and started on a third. I'm almost done with it. Like 3/4 of the way done. I guess I'll finish up and head home soon.

45 minutes later-

     I finish editing and submitted it. I get up from my desk and turn off my computer, turning the lights off and shutting and locking the door, leaving the office. I walk out of the office doors, saying a small by to the person in the main room. I call an Uber and wait for it to arrive. Once it arrives, I get in and they take me to my apartment. But we have a small conversation on the way.

     "What do you do for a living?" My driver asks. Who I prier had learned was named Nevaeh. "oh, I uh... I edit for my friend Mark. He makes social media stuff. She nods. "I would ask you what you do, but I'm assuming it's Uber" I say with a giggle. She laughs lightly and nods. I look out my window and start to have a little moment. I start to cry and I hold my face in my hands. "you ok?" Nevaeh asks. I wipe my eyes and look up, looking her in her eyes through the rear view mirror "yeah im ok. Just kind of had some flashbacks" I say I'm response. She nods. "I know it's not much coming from a stranger, but it gets better hun. I promise. I know it may still hurt now but it doesn't last forever. It's ok to hurt, too. It shows you actually care" she says. And for some reason that really got me thinking. "thank you. I mean it. I know you may think you didn't do much but I really needed to hear that" I say, with a small smile. She nods and lightly says "of course"

     We arrive and before I exit I ask her something "do you think I could get your number? I think we'd make good friends" I say/ask. She nods and holds her hand out. I open my phone and hand it to her. She types her number in and gives it back. I smile and say thank you. "yeah of course. Just text me when you're off and we can hang out or something. I'm new around here so I don't have many friends" she says. I nod and wave goodbye, with a smile.

     She drives off and I go to my apartment. I walk in and sit on my couch. I start to cry, yet again. I feel so alone. I feel empty. I feel... Numb. Like... Like I feel so much yet so little.

     I shake it off and tell myself to man up. I take my shoes off and go to my room. I lay in my bed, still in the onesie. I start to feel hungry and realize I haven't eaten today. I stand up and change into something comfy that's not a onesie.:

I put on some Crocs and head out my front door. I walk to Ethan's and walk in. He's on his couch, just reading something on his phone. I assume I'm still crying, even though I can't tell, Ethan can. He looks up and his eyes go soft with worry "what's wrong Anna?" He asks. Just shrug and start to cry more. He pats his lap and I walk over and sit on his lap, facing him. (Like this↓)

I put my head in the crook of his neck as he runs his hand in circles on my back, while the other holds the bottom of my back to keep me steady.

     We sit like that for about 10-15 minutes until he speaks up. "I haven't eaten today yet. Are you hungry? We can Postmates some food?" He asks. I just nod lightly and roll off of his lap, next to him. He picks up his phone and asks what I want "it doesn't matter" I say quietly. He ended up getting us a Hawaiian pizza.

     After we ate, we just layed in his bed, in each other's arms watching TV. I fell asleep first. I dreamt about us. I dreamt about us. Not Ethan and I. The crew. It wasn't much of a dream. More of a nightmare. Tyler died. Mark couldn't handle it so he killed himself. Amy and Ethan couldn't handle that so they killed themselves. Then I was alone. Suddenly I remembered Nevaeh. I called her- in my dream- and she picked up. (italics= Nevaeh. Bold= Anna)

Hello?
Hi. Is this Nevaeh?.
Yes? Who's this?
It's Anna. Can I talk to you?
It's you? Oh my god. Leave me alone depressed shit.
What?
I think you heard me fine.
I-

Bshzzzzzz

     The line went dead... I was alone... Empty....
Sad...
So I ended it.

     I woke up screaming and crying "Anna?! Anna what's wrong?!" Ethan asks. I just hug him and cry loudly saying things like "thank god it was just a dream" and "I can't lose you" over and over again.

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