𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘌𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 - 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥
Emma sat on her bed, emotionless. All that happened this past year, made her depressed. She wasn't sad, mad or happy- she felt nothing. It was almost 2AM, and Ethan promised he'll be back until 1. She tried calling him, texting him but he didn't answer. She even called his mother, who said that she's not responsible for him anymore. Since Ethan turned 15, five year ago, he turned into a different person. He was more bad boyish.
Because of this, Emma knew for a fact that he was late because he was either screwing some local whore, or he was really drunk. Suddenly Ethan walked in. He looked pretty sober.
"Where have you been?" She said, her voice raspy "At Mike's" he said, throwing his things away. She sighed. "Are you sure.. just be honest with me" she said. He saw he hurt in her eyes, but all he saw in his eyes was that he was pretty high. "who hurt you" he said, cupping her cheeks. She just smiled up at him. "Look. As long as I am here.. no one can hurt you" he said. She closed her eyes. Suddenly she felt him walk away.
Well you.. you're the one who hurt me
"You were with other girls?" She said suddenly. He turned around. "There was this chick. She kinda tried to kiss me but i pushed her. And other than that no" he smiled at her. As he was preparing a toast, she hugged him from the back, wrapping her arms around his torso. "Did you ever cheat on me?" She asked softly. He turned around quickly "what's all this about?" He raised his voice "I'm just worried for you Ethan. You changed... it hurts" she said "ugh. Stop with that depressing shit" he said. "But I love you. I'm worried" she whispered. He didn't answer.
She saw that as a sign to end the conversation. She just decided to walk back up into their room, and try to get some sleep.
What if I just die. Would people be hurt? Would they forget about me quickly? Would Ethan care? Would he cry?
"Emma" he said. She quickly turned around to face him. He was standing at the door of their bedroom. "Ethan" she breathed out. "Maybe I should just sleep downstairs tonight" he said. "No. Why?" She asked, sitting up. "I just figured you maybe need some alone time" he said "because you're kinda going crazy with all the speculations that I'm cheating on you" he said. "No please stay. I need you" she said. He turned back around, and with little to no hesitation, he threw himself next to her.
She turned around to snuggle into his chest, but his back was facing her. She sighed as she turned back around, hugging herself beneath her blanket. Recently, life was going downhill for her. The whole situation with Ethan overwhelmed her. She lost all of her old friends, because they said she was too boring because she was depressed. Ethan also didn't have time for her, ever. He loved her, yes. But he just thought that there was no need for her to be so sad all the time.
The only person who listened to her talk about her problems was Grayson. Unfortunately Grayson lived in New York, and he worked, so they saw each other just around Christmas time. Also, Ethan and Grayson didn't really talk to each other after their dad's death (rip) , so Ethan also didn't let Emma talk to Grayson or see him. Of course, Emma did see him since she had a lot of business trips to New York.
"Ethan?" She whispered. "Ha?" He mumbled. "Can we talk?" She said "why now?" He turned around "please" she whispered. He turned around, facing her. "what's wrong now?" He said "i just need you" she said "what?" He asked "i know you hate it when I'm sad all the time so please help me. I need someone. You're never there for me. You asked me earlier 'who hurt you?' It's you! You're the one who's hurting me" she said "I always do everything to keep this relationship going, and you always run to him" he said "Grayson listens to me and comforts me when I'm in need. You just push me away and tell me to just simply be happy. You don't know how it is" she said "if he's so much better, got to him. Just pick the better looking twin" he said "he's not better looking, and that doesn't even matter" she said. Without a word he just left the room, leaving her behind. She covered her face, quiet sobs escaping her mouth.
She felt so empty. She felt like the whole world is over. There's no way to explain that feeling. She cried for hours. No sleep. She wished she wasn't so lonely, and she had someone who would tell her it's going to be alright, even if they were lying.
