*chase's pov*

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ellie's teary eyes made angry, angrier than i wanted to be. what i was doing before the party? what the fuck did that have to do with anything?

-why does that matter? i told her and looked up from underneath the messy hair resting on my forehead.
-please just tell me chase, she said as she crossed her arms over her chest and stared at the floor.
-could you at least look at me? what have i done to make you act like this? it doesn't make any sense, i spat out and pulled my shaky hands through my hair in an effort to keep them contained.

an anger like nothing i had ever felt before was pumping through my veins, but i could never hurt her. worst case scenario was a hole in the drywall but no matter how upset i was still i didn't want ellie to see me like that.

-i need you to tell me chase, her shaky voice found an anger it never had before and it sounded unnatural coming from her pretty lips.
-listen i- i know that it wasn't my place and...i'm sorry if it upset but i truly didn't think it would? me and chloe are over, and i thought you trusted that, i scrambled for words, anything that would make her stop crying.

anything.

it wasn't even making any sound, no adorable sniveling runny nose like when she'd watch puppy videos on youtube, no dramatic sobs like when she forced me to watch the titanic, nothing. but somehow her quiet crying was louder than anything i had ever heard before, and it was as if every tear that traveled down ellie's cheek and nestled where her collarbones met her neck crushed my heart into even smaller pieces.

-i did, i trusted that you and chloe were over, and that's what hurts the most, she whimpered.
-what are you on about ellie? me and chloe are still over, and we always will be. i'm sorry if i overstepped some boundaries when i consoled chloe but she didn't have anywhere else to turn, we used to be best friends and that doesn't just go away overnight! chloe needed somebody and for a really long time i was all she had so of course she would come to me first, i sat down against wall opposite to ellie and sighed.
-what are you talking about? ellie finally looked up at me, confusion slowly starting to overtake the hurt in her eyes.
-before the party? when chloe and jaden had a massive fight and she texted me for help? ellie was quiet, and i could see that she was working something out in her head. wait a minute, what did you think happened? i shook my head and looked at her.
-i... i don't know anymore. i just saw the photos.. elmo... he texted them to me. it looked so.. real? she uncrossed her arms and wiped some tears of her cheek with the back of her hand.
-that motherf- i flew to my feet and all i could see was red, ellie, baby, move. i said with a stern voice when she stood up and blocked the door in front of me.
-chase.. she pleaded, please don't, none of this was his fault.
-i'm going to give you to the count of three ellie and then i swear to god, move. my breath was shaky as i clenched my fists and, in as much of a controlled manner that i could manage, started slowly counting to three.

one... i took a step closer to ellie, forcing her back up against the door.

two... she swallowed as i towered over her and looked down into her eyes, trying to work out whether or not she was planning on getting out of my way, i hoped she would.

three. she stayed perfectly still, pressed into the door and looking up at me, and with my body blocking the dim light in the room it was too dark for me to make out her facial expression. i wanted to kill elmo, maybe figuratively, maybe literally. i hadn't figured that out yet, but i knew i wanted to hurt him for what he did to ellie. i hit my right hand against the door above her head in frustration, causing her to jump. i didn't mean to do it, but i instantly regretted it. i didn't want to scare ellie and even though i knew she understood that i'd never hurt her just the loud noise alone was enough to make a person flinch. i still couldn't make out her facial expression, was she still crying? oh god. oh fuck. what did i do?

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