Hold up I know people wouldn't agree with me on this but I have my own opinion on the pet cheetah thing. I personally hear "pet cheetah, pet cheetah." Now people are probably going to be like but I don't hear that and guess what, I don't care what you hear because my opinion is my opinion. Guess what else? I'm right. It's "pet cheetah, pet cheetah" now shut up.

Ethan

I bold up. I was sweating and my eyes were watering. My breathing got heavier... My head ached. Tears start streaming down my face. I look like a mess. A crying, shaking, mess...

I didn't see or hear it but the door opened and suddenly someone is next to me... I expected it to be Tyler... But it wasn't...

It was Mark...

Mark pulled me into a tight embrace... He started to tell me a memory he had of him and Tyler to lighten the mood.

"Well what can I say. Me and Tyler were pretty stupid back then."

Tyler comes in.

"You were the idiot not me, and also when did you even get here?" Tyler asks.

"Took an Uber back. Didn't want you getting up this early." Mark responds.

"I could've picked you up." Tyler says sitting on the other side of me.

Tyler looks at me. He could probably see what was going on. Mostly because I still had tears on my face and Mark was still hugging me, more like I had my head on his shoulder and arms around him...

I just realized how vulnerable I am... How easily things effect me...

It was just some bad dream and now I'm crying. Maybe not as bad but I was still crying...

(remember sometimes I don't build off of what was going on last and go into detail on what happened before when I switch pov)

Mark

I finally got home from the airport. I quietly enter and put my stuff in my room... It was about 6:30 am so I just took an Uber instead of having Tyler pick me up. I didn't expect anyone to be up so I just go to my room and started to unpack my stuff.

After about 20-30 minutes I suddenly feel the need to use the bathroom. So I go to the toilet. On the way back to my bedroom I hear heavy and shakey breathing... I go into Ethan's room and see him. He was crying and visibly shaking. Worried I sit down on the bed next to him...

He looked at me for a second before I instinctively pull him into a hug. I didn't know what to do or say so I just thought of a random story to distract him from his problems...

"Well me and Tyler in fifth grade during recess one day... We were on the monkey bars... So I had the idea to have a contest where we see who can jump across the monkey bars the farthest... I was ABOUT to win but I sorta missed and broke my arm..."

I saw no smile on Ethan's face... The story was hopeless...

"Well what can I say. Me and Tyler were pretty stupid back then." I finish.

Tyler comes in.

"You were the idiot not me, and also when did you even get here?" Tyler asks.

"Took an Uber back. Didn't want you getting up this early." I answer.

"I could've picked you up." Tyler says sitting on the other side of Ethan.

I saw him look at Ethan... I'm sure he can tell Ethan's upset... But does he know something I don't...

Not that it's horrible if he does. I know things Tyler doesn't so he's allowed to know things I don't...

It was quiet in here and the only noise was Ethans shakey breathing. He had his face in my shoulder and arms around my neck for a few minutes... He had some tears still going down his face that would be on my shoulder in no time...

"Was it a dream?" Tyler asks.

Ethan nods and shoves his face into my shoulder...

It was a dream...

What was bothering him was a dream... What could it have been about... Because I don't think he'll get this worked up about just any dream...

I bite my tongue wondering if I should ask anything...

"Umm.... What was it about...?"

Ethan pulls out his phone and types something...

He shows me it...

I nod...

He continues writing more...

He shows me what he wrote...

'I wasn't able to say goodbye or anything to her...'

He started to cry again this time into my shoulder... He held onto me tightly... I rubbed his back...

Tyler must have left a minute ago. So it was me and Ethan...

"Will you be okay for now...?" I ask.

Ethan's nods. He takes his head off my shoulder and releases his grip on me... I get off his bed and head back to my room...

I lay down and go back to sleep...

~~~~~~tiiiiiiimmmmeee skipppp~~~~~~~

Tyler (I'mmmmm Tylor)

I get out of bed and head to the kitchen. It was 9:28 so I decided to make something to eat.After I was done making it I went to the living room. I set the food on the coffee table.

Then I hear footsteps. It was Ethan. His eyes were red and dull, he was definitely still bothered by his dream... He wasn't happy at all... He was clearly upset... But then I saw something...

His sleeves were slightly up and I didn't see old scars... I saw so many fresher cuts and more recent ones...

I looked back at the TV. After a minute Ethans sitting down with me. His sleeves pulled down all the way again. Ethan had made himself a bowl of cereal. He wasn't even trying to act happy...

He has pretty much given up...

Suddenly someone knocks on the door. Ethan let's them in and sits back down. It was (Y/N), I'm guessing her and Ethan were talking earlier. She sits next to him...

Mark comes in glad to see (Y/N) was here. Maybe just maybe... Mark invited her over to make Ethan feel better... Because now that I think about it, even Ethan was even a bit surprised she was here.

Ethan (again)

I was done eating so me and (Y/N) went to my room. She talked to me for a while about what she did over the holidays and how she went back to (Y/H/T) (⬅your home town)
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I didn't mention anything about Maine since there wasn't much to my trip... Well there was a lot, just nothing good...

I don't need to mention I argued with my mom...

Me and her hung out for a while before she had to go back to her apartment and get things finished... She had still recently moved and needed to settle in still...

I sigh and she leaves... I am alone... For now at least...

Mark fortunately comes in ruining my alone time after a few minutes. But I was to distracted by the fact I can't make up with my mom for a while to notice he had came in... I didn't exactly want to make up with her but I knew it was the only way to keep our family from falling apart...

My phone starts dinging. Over and over and over... I grab it hesitantly. I read the text... I tear up and suddenly start sobbing... Mark who happened to be beside me pulled me into a hug and had asked what happened...

I hand him my phone and let him read the text... Mark nodded and looked at me...

"Ethan, I'm buying you a ticket and you're going back to Maine..."

I nod...