Hey again! Time for another chapter of Ashes of the Phoenix and its Lover.
Ethan's eyes slowly opened to the sound of thunder from a window not far from him. Memories of last night now vague. Ethan felt a arm around him then, and turning to look saw his best friends face inches from his. Ethan gently smiled and put Benny's arm back at his side and got up from bed and walked to the window. Opening the curtains, he saw the window covered in rain, a dense fog rolling in from Whitechapel. And beyond the Weir's backyard fence, Ethan saw it. At first it was hard to make out in the fog, but sure enough it was there. The blackened, charred remains of his house. The roof caved in somewhere in the middle, and the front porch nothing but burned wood and furniture. Suddenly a hand reached beyond Ethan and closed the curtains.
"Don't Ethan, it won't help any by looking at it." Benny said tiredly. Ethan turned around and saw his friends face, both worry and a stern look upon it.
"I'm sorry Benny, I..I can't help it. I miss them so much!" Ethan said, tears beginning to tug at his eyes.
"Don't cry Ethan, please." Benny said, taking his friend in his arms. "It will all be okay, me and grandma are here for you."
Ethan gently nodded and buried his head into his friends chest before smiling.
"I'm hungry, lets go get some breakfast!" Ethan said, hunger pains beginning to be audible. Benny smiled as they both ran downstairs and into the kitchen where grandma Weir was making pancakes, singing Ave Maria the whole time.
"Well look at who decided to get up, both of you slept till noon again. I'm gonna have to start making lunch instead of breakfast from now on. Now don't forget Ethan, today is your first day of therapy. You'll be meeting with Mrs Paula Schultz. Now do you want me or Benny to take you?" Grandma Weir said, placing two freshly made pancakes onto a plate. Ethan looked between the two and smiled.
"I was hoping Benny could drive me Ms Weir." Ethan said, with a slight blush.
"Oh hunny, call me grandma. You've been living here for two months now, Ms Weir just makes me sound so old!" Grandma Weir said with a slight chuckle.
Ethan smiled at this as he watched her put another two pancakes onto a plate and hand both Benny and himself a plate and a cup of milk. "Now eat up boys! You've got quite a day ahead of you!"
Benny watched as Ethan ate his pancakes, and couldn't help but notice how messy a eater Ethan was, with smudges of syrup on his lips.
"Here, let me get that!" Benny said, reaching across the kitchen counter with his napkin and rubbing Ethan's lips. Ethan felt Benny softly rubbing his lips and for some reason it caused his heart to race and a blush to come to his face.
"Oh thanks." Ethan said as Benny went back to eating, still thinking of how it felt for Benny to touch his lips.
After showering and getting dressed Ethan and Benny ran out to his car.
"Shotgun!" Ethan cried out smiling.
"Your the only one coming with me stupid!" Benny said, a look of confusion on his face. Ethan just smiled. "I know!" he said laughing. And soon the both of them were on their way to the therapists.
