All The Things I'm Losing For You (Crankiplier)

Rose Colored Glasses and Red Flags

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️
⚠️THIS STORY CONTAINS:
UNDERAGE USE OF DRUGS AND ALCOHOL (WHICH I DO NOT CONDONE)
MENTIONS OF RAPE
AND ABUSE
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK⚠️
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Ethan's POV

  It was a few days after the incident, and I never did explain the situation to Mark. He didn't actually care, so why would I tell him? It was finally Friday, and I was almost done with my first full week of classes.

*Ding*

Baddest Bitches

Danica👑: Hello babes <333

Avwey: Hi 😊

Me: What's up?

Danica👑: I was thinkin... we should have a get together, just like the ones back in highschool!

O-Ophelia: You say that like we are 40.

Future sister in law: Let's do ittttt!!

Me: I'm down

Finley❤: Dude, this is gonna be sick.

Future sister in law: You should see if Paige wants to come!!!

Me: Oh, you know she would love to!

Avwey: It will be good for you to get out of the house too!

   It was settled. I missed our old hangouts full of pure laughter, joy, and only a few slightly illegal activities.

Me: PAIGEEEEEE

Paige🤞🏻: What's up, dear brother?

Me: You wanna come down tonight?

Paige🤞🏻: Of course!!!!

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  We decided to host our get together at Emmy's place since Kendall was out at some party I have been hearing Mark talk about all week. I walk out of my building to meet Paige at the enterance of the school. I see my, basically twin, sister and wave her down. If we were the same gender and not two years apart in age, we would literally be the same person. Paige and I find out way to Building A, room 205. When we arrive at A205 I can already hear some music playing. I knock twice and Emmy opens the door, blushing when she notices Paige. I walk past them leaving them to flirt. I see that everyone had already arrived and were slightly intoxicated.
   "No fair, you all started without me?!" I pout and everyone giggles.

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After an hour or so we were all a little high, and had some amount of alcohol in our systems.
   "You know what would be fun?" Danica smirks deviously.
   "Let's go to that party!"
  I shift in my seat uncomfortably.
   "C'mon, loosen up! It'll be fun!" Finley smiles. Somehow, I was sucked into going to my first college party. And boy, I wish I wasn't.

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  We arrive at the address which is off campus. I didnt know the owner of the house, but I think he might be in my AP lit class. The house was large on the outside, but felt tiny when you walked in. With all the people, I could barely move. Why do people like to party in such big groups? I look around realizing I had lost my friends. I push through a crowd of sweaty drunk people that reek of alcohol. I manage to find my way to a fairly empty hall, minus the few couples dry humping against the wall. You would think this was a highschool party, it was kinda lame if you asked me. My thoughts were then interrupted by a pair of rough calloused hands pinning me against a wall. My head hit the edge of a picture frame, and it was quite unpleasant to say the least. I opened my eyes, met by two eyes I knew too well.

*Potentially triggering flashback*

It was the first time, the first time he ever hurt me. The first time he ever laid a hand on me in more than one way. I had just gotten to his house after fighting my mom to let me skip out on family game night.
   "What took so long?" Dakota demands an answer.
    "Sorry baby, my mom just-" I was abruptly stopped by a cold hand against my cheek. Not in a cute caressing way, but in a painful slap.
   "No excuses, if you really loved me you would have been on time"
   "I'm really sorry, I know..." I looked down. He aggressively squeezes my cheeks in one hand, snapping my neck up to look into his eyes. His eyes were full of fire, and anger. My neck was uncomfortable so I attempted to wiggle from his strong grip. He pushed me to the ground and sat on top of me.
   "You are gonna pay for this" he whispers, hands running down my body as I'm trapped under his weight.
   "I- I'm not-t ready... I- d- dont wanna..." I stutter. But that never stopped him. His hand felt so wrong, he felt wrong. I felt gross. My body had no worth anymore. Sadly, rose colored glasses cant see red flags, and I was stuck in a physically, and verbally abusive relationship. But I was convinced it was what I deserved, and I loved him.

*End of flashback*

  He pulled me into the bathroom and pushed my back against a counter. I turned my head away from him, but I was weak, I couldn't push him off.
   "Stop... p-please stop... not again" I managed to get out.
   "You thought you could just get rid of me that easily? Oh Ethan, you naive little slut," he grabs my face, forcing me to look at him. Tears stream down my face as my lip quivers trying not to show my weakness to the monster that fed off of it. I manage to gather all the strength in me and yell out:
   "HELP!" I shriek. His fist strikes me in my already bruised jaw, and once again coming from the side and colliding with my cheek. He covers my mouth and my tears begin to mix with blood, stinging the cut on my cheek left by a ring.
  The bathroom door swings open and I can feel Dakota's grip on me loosen and he falls to the ground. I'm grabbed by my wrist and swiftly pulled out of the bathroom. Darren grabs my wrist from the other hand and pulls me through the crowd and outside.
  After a few minutes I can see Mark running towards us as we sat on a bench in the backyard.
   "Are you okay!" He says embracing me, one arm around my waist and the other behind my head. Though I don't know the guy well, or even like him that much, I wrapped my arms around him as tight as possible and sobbed into his neck.

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I'm sorry...
(If you are in an abusive relationship or have ever been violated, you are not alone. Reach out, get the help you deserve. I love you, and you are the strongest individual I know. <3)

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