Whisper | E.D

TWENTY FOUR

"Stop teasing me" I groaned digging my nails into his shoulder

"Why princess...am I frustrating you?" he snickers.

"Yes!" I gripped my hands onto his hair bringing him into my chest

8 hours earlier...
Ethan's POV

Flashback
"Ethan you don't know a single thing about me and neither do I. I think we can both say we don't want to either. But letting you know one thing. I respect everyone for being a human and don't go around being a dick to everyone like you" she protested.

I know she's right but it pisses me off okay. I roll my eyes and cross my arms in response. It takes energy to be nice. I don't have any. People walk into your life and then they die, why waste time trying to be a people pleaser. I become more aware of my surroundings hearing the familiar patchy breaths.

I look back to Nailea seeing she was looking for something. I don't know what to do. Her breathes getting louder as she holds on to what little breath she had. She pushes my arm off of the middle compartment and pulls out an inhaler. How could I just sit here and freeze not doing anything?

Useless.

It's been a couple of days since than. I skipped class on Monday and Tuesday but I needed to go to today. I had my first unit exam for Psych worth 15% of my grade. I promised my dad before he died I would try harder in school.

I'm not anywhere prepared for this exam. I just planned to cheat off someone next to me but that other girl just got too annoying, so I ditched her. Doubt she would help now. I walk down the stairs and that see that brown hair girls who's always with Nailea.

I grin.

That soon goes away when I see Nailea sitting next to her. She was wearing a black sweatshirt with the strings all the way pulled up. I continue to walk down the walkway and sit next to her. We said we were both going to forget about it. So let's forget.

"Hello ladies" I say shooting them both a wink.

Nailea looks up at me but she looked really different. Her face was red and her under eyes were puffy. Her friend rolled her eyes and scoffed at me.

I give her a fake smile back taking my seat. I pull some notes out of my backpack. I look to my right seeing Nailea staring at her computer. Her knuckles were a deep purple. My eyes widen when she scratches her arm lifting her sleeve ups. Her wrist was wrapped in a red handprint bruise.

"What?"

Nailea's POV

"What?" I say back bitterly. I didn't want to talk about it

"Uh, you have a pencil?" He says breaking eye contact with my wrist now looking at me.

"Don't you have my other pencil?" I question remembering he didn't give it back.

"Probably lost it" He said yawning stretching his arm over my seat.

I reach into my backpack grabbing a pen for him to use.

"Only got a pen" I say setting it down on his desk.

"Thanks princess" He says smiling using it to write stuff down.

My mind lingers around the nickname princess and how he called Mai that. Yep I refuse to believe i'm that person.
But I appreciated he didn't ask about my wrist. Yesterday I got mugged. I tried to stand my ground but ended up getting whipped around like I was nothing. I punched back a couple of times as best as I could. I am thankful that all they wanted was money. I woke up uncontrollably crying this morning because of a bad dream. Imagining Elijah in the place of the mugger and taking it a step further to take advantage of me.