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❪ # SIX ❫ ⋆⑅˚₊
━━ 𝗜𝗠 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦 !

𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗜𝗘, 𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗬 and Tara were sat inside of the ambulance while Chad was standing up. Ellie curled up next to Tara, resting her head on her shoulder, while a medic wrapped up her hand.

        She had tear stained cheeks and kept sniffling due to the snot that kept running from her nose. All she heard was Anika yelling 'baby, i don't wanna die.' She was sick to her stomach. She felt has if it was her fault. That she didn't hold on to Anika strong enough.

        She was brought out of her thoughts as she saw Chad pin Ethan up against a truck. "Where were you?"

        Ethan furrows his eyebrows, looking Chad in his eyes. "What? When?"

        "Last night!"

        "What? I had econ, man, you know this!"

        Chad push's Ethan up again the truck again. "Bullshit, man! You disappear, my sister and Ellie almost get killed!"

        "Dude, I was in a study hall with a hundred other people." Ethan said while putting his hands up in surrender. "You can ask any of them."

        "Fuck, man."

        Ethan looks over to the construction tape and many cops over a body bag. "Oh my, God. Who?"

        "Anika and Quinn."

        Ethan walks closer to the back of the ambulance to see Ellie sitting down with tears in her eyes. "Ellie.. I'm so sorry—"

        "Step the fuck back." Mindy said. Looking at Ethan. "You're at the top of my list."

        Ethan ignored Mindy. "Ellie, can you please hear me out."

        She sighed and began to walk over to the other side of the truck. Mindy stopped he by grabbing her hand. (the one without a hole in it) "Mindy, it's fine. I'll be fine."

        She looks at Ethan then back at Ellie before letting her hand go. "Fine."

        "You have to believe me." Ethan spoke softly. "I would never do anything to hurt you. Please trust me."

        The girl looks up into his eyes and he pleads. "I believe you. Sort of."

        A small smile finds it's place on Ethan's lips. "Thank you."

        "Could you, um, take me to your dorm. I have some clothes in Chads drawers and I don't want to walk around all bloody, you know." She asked, while playing with her nails that she recently got done for the halloween party.

       "Yeah, sure."

        Ellie walked over to the others to see Tara and Sam talking to Detective Bailey. "I'm going to swing by your dorm, Chad. Do get some clothes. With.. Ethan."

        "Elle—"

        "I'll be fine. My hand barley even hurts anymore."

"Be safe." Mindy says while eyeing Ethan.

"I will."

...

𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗔𝗡𝗗 Ellie made it to the boys' dorm safe and sound.

        "Sorry you can't take a shower." Ethan said as his back was facing the girl whom was changing in the corner.

        "It's chill. I'll live." He voice was soft. Fragile. He felt bad. No, he felt terrible. He didn't want to hurt her. But he also didn't want her friends to suspect her because he didn't hurt do anything to her.

        "I'm sorry you have to go through this again."

        "Stop apologizing for things you can't control, Ethan." The girl chuckled as she sat next to the boy on his uncomfortable bed. "None of this is your fault."

        Ellie looks in his eyes and smiles at him. He weakly smiles back, feeling insanely guilty. "I'm just — just saying sorry it happened. No one, especially you, should have to go through this.

        "Thank you." She smiled at him then took a quick glance at his lips. "I'm gonna get changed."

He nods, completely unaware of where her eyes wandered, his head watching her has she makes her way over to Chad's drawers, searching for the one that has many of her clothes inside.

        Once she got her clothes she turned around looking at Ethan and he got the hint that she wanted him to turn around—the dorm was just one room. He could hear her slightly whimper due to the cut on her arm and hand and his heart cracked a bit. This is my fault. All my fault. He thought. How could I do this to her?

        "You can turn back around."  Ethan felt his heart ache as she spoke.

        "I'm sorry."

        "You're worse than me when I feel bad. Stop saying sorry. There was nothing you could've done about it." But there was. I could've stopped you from going to the apartment. I didn't have to touch a hair on your body.

        She takes a seat next to him and sighs. "I wish this wasn't happening again. I just — I can't do it again. I lost the two most important people in my life and why? Because two people didn't like Stab fucking Eight?" She ranted as she stared down at her. He slightly places his hand on her knee, immediately calming her down.

        "I just wish I could do something, you know? So she, him, it, would stop hurting my friends." She looks down eyeing his hand still placed on her knee.

        He looks always form her and down onto the for where there are plenty of clothes lying around. His eyes widen when he feels her hand make it's always on top of his. He opens his mouth to speak, but no words come out.

        "Hey, you know how you said you thought you were gonna die a virgin?" She asked looking back up at him. She takes note of the way his cheeks turned red as she spoke.

        "Y— Yeah! Mhm." His voice cracks when answering her. He clears his throat before speaking again, "Yeah, I remember that."

        "Not that I'm saying you're gonna die, but, you don't have to. Die a virgin I mean." She's still looking at him but he suddenly finds the dirty clothes and broken hangers on the floor very interesting. "It doesn't have to be a big deal."

        "You don't have to do that. I wouldn't make you do that."

        "I want to."

Finally, he looks at her. He's noticed how close she's gotten since he last looked at her.

"Unless you don't want to."

She begins looking always but he stops her face from moving with his free hand. He cups her cheek and glances down at her lips. "No, I — I want to."

"Good." She smiles lightly before bringing her hands around his neck and leaning in to kiss him.

        His heart is beating insanely fast. He leans in as well and finally their lips touch. God, he had been waiting for this moment ever since he saw her walk into Blackmore's student library. No, even before that. When he had caught a glimpse of her changing as he was lurking around her apartment and had ended up there every night ever since. He never wanted to stop kissing her.

        Ethan's lips were soft, as she thought they were. She felt safe kissing him. Protected, even. She slightly pushed Ethan back, so could straddle him and then hover over him.

        His hands fell from her face to her hips, moving them for her to slightly grind on his lap.

        She makes her way down his jaw and onto his neck, sucking the skin. He can feel her smile, making him smile.

        She can tell he likes it from the whimpers coming out of his mouth and his eyes fluttering closed.

        When she's done with his neck, she goes back to kissing his lips. Ethan finds his hands under her shirt. He gets goosebumps as he feels wounds. Wounds his brother made on her body. He kisses her harder, with more desperation. He turns them over so he's on top of her.

        The look in her eyes makes him hungry for more. He takes the white shirt off to find a lacy bra which is the same of her skin tone. He tosses the shirt onto the floor and begins to kiss her again.

        Ellie believed he was lying about because a virgin because of the way he touched her. She was falling hard for the boy on top of her. She wasn't mad at all.

        Ellie's hands land on the back of the boys neck, playing with the loose curls. She feels in smile into the kiss, making her smile bigger.

        Her hands have a mind of themselves and they make their way down to his blue polo shirt. She softly tugs at it, and Ethan gets the hint. He  sits up and swiftly takes off his shirt, throwing it right where Ellie's shirt was.

        Ellie looked down at the boy's stomach, surprised to see a set of abs. For a shy dorky kid, he sure did work out a lot.

        Ethan copied her move from before, making his way down her jaw, onto her neck. He sucked her skin, making her moan. That made him more excited. She was making that sound because of what he was doing. He could get used to that.

        Ellie's hands are rubbing on Ethan's stomach, feeling his abs as she does so. Her hands end up going to the button of his jeans, slightly playing with the zipper.

        His hands reach behind Ellie, touching the clasp of her bra. He stops sucking her neck to look her in the eye, making sure she was okay with everything. She smiles at him then leans back into him, kissing him harder than before.

        He unclasps her bra. She moves her arms so she can toss the nude colored bar onto the floor too.

        The boy takes his jeans off, only staring into her eyes, along with quick glances at her boobs that she one hundred percent noticed.

        As he takes his jeans and underwear off, the girl is taking her matching panties off as well.

        "There should be condoms in the drawer." He said in a breathy voice. "Chad gave me some."

        She shakes her head and open the drawer finds five condoms placed with a yellow sticky note the says 'Just in case ;) — Love Chad'  on it. she chuckles and grabs the blue wrapped rubber.

        After handing it to him, he rips the plastic open with his teeth, and blowing out the tiny piece of plastic onto the floor. "Are you sure, because we don't have to."

        "I'm sure."

        "Are you one hun—"

        "God, Ethan. Please."

        Listening to her, he puts the condom around his dick making the two smile at each other.

❪ NOT EDITED ❫
JULES RAMBLES

ੈ✩‧₊˚ authors note:

— i hate the word abs. it sounds so weird

— tysm for almost 500 reads!!

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WORD COUNT:
1730

published:
monday july 3rd !