Since I don't know when I'll be able to update again I've wrote another one for you guys. So you wouldn't have to wait too long to see what's going to happen. To be honest, I don't even know what I'm going to write yet, but most of the time I don't know before I start writing! I hope you are going to enjoy this chapter and I want to thank all of you who are still following me.
Ethan was still standing outside my bedroom, in front of my locked window. Him, I couldn't let outside. Besides, if he came here so late, he probably had a good reason. Hopefully, it's not to talk about what almost happened. I was glad I hadn't put on my pajamas on to early. I opened the window and let him come in without a word and lock the window right behind him. I close the curtains to make sure nobody is going to bother us or to see he was in my bedroom.
"How was dinner?" He asks me like feeling that this whole situation was awkward. A few hours ago everything felt normal, and now, being around him, it makes me feel weird.
"Let's just say they aren't going to forget about it too soon." That's for sure, it's the very first time I actually get mad at my new found parents. But, I never felt like if I was authorized to actually be mad at them. But, they made me understand that they weren't going to let me go that easily. So, I figure, I can get mad once in a while. And, I'm sure Sutton has done way worse than I just did.
"Why?" He asks as he takes a seat on my bed. Ethan is sitting on my bed, on MY BED. Why I'm I that aware of that? I wanted to go over to my desk chair but that would probably make the whole thing even more awkward than it already is. So I just went over and sat next to him. But made sure that I wasn't touching him.
"Let's just say Ted doesn't like all of my frequenting." I tell him hoping he isn't going to understand it's him I'm talking about;
"They don't like the fact that a Mercer can actually hang out with a Whitehorse." I wasn't a Mercer for that long. And the Beckers, for what I know, since I'm the only Becker I know, doesn't really care about who we hang out with, if they aren't dress like real dolls. "They don't like the fact that the delinquent I'm can be around one of their daughters."
"I would want to tell you that's not it, but I can't. But, they judge you so quickly, Kristen knew you were one of my friends, and she never act like if it really matter to her." Actually, that's not true, it was pretty obvious she was thinking like Ted.
"So, I'm I going to hear the entire story or do I have to wait till the book comes out?" He asks me staring at me right into my eyes. I felt a battle going on inside of me as I tried to not look away.
"Ted asked me who brought me back home, I told him you did." I start simply trying to make it less bad than it was. "After he found out you were well, after he found out you have had some troubles with the law, I'm sure I'll have to thanks Alec for that, he kind of told me to stay away from you."
"Sure, the bad boy can't possibly turn the sweet girl you are into a delinquent." He said. I couldn't tell what he was thinking right now.
"I told them you were a nice guy, that I had done way worse than you, not that I know what kind of troubles you were in. And I stormed out of the dining room." End of the story, well kind of.
"You? Storming out of the perfect family's dining room? No way!" Well, everything is possible! "Wait, did you actually eat something during dinner?" One little piece of carrot. And I have to admit, I'm hungry.
"Kind of."
"So, you stormed out of the dining room, because you defended the fact I was your friend, and you haven't eaten anything?" How can he figure all of that out from my kind of?
"I'm not really hungry actually." Liar. I could eat an entire cow! That's exaggerated.
"Do you think anyone is going to notice it if you went out for a pizza? I'll buy." Really? He wants me to get out of the house, without telling anyone?
"I'm pretty much sure they'll notice it. But maybe not if I tell Laurel. I'm sure she'll cover for me." Laurel would do pretty much anything, for me. And I'm sure me storming out of the dining room is something she isn't going to forget that easily.
"I'll be outside, but maybe you should putt on a jacket or something." I guess he doesn't want to face Laurel. He unlocked the window and went out as I went to my dressing room took a cardigan and unlocked the bathroom door. I was hoping Laurel was going to be alone in her bedroom as I knocked on her door.
"Ems?" She said from inside her bedroom. It was pretty obvious it could only be me. I opened the door and was happy to see she was indeed alone in her bedroom.
"I need a favor." I ask her right away. Ethan was waiting outside, I wouldn't want to let him wait too long would I ?
"Oh, so someone is talking again? How does it feel to have your first fight with the parents? I can't even remember mine. But don't worry, you'll have plenty more." Good to know she isn't mad at me. Even if I don't really know why she should be mad, besides for not letting her come in my bedroom.
"Can you cover for me? I'm going out for a couple of hours." Well, not that anyone should be covering for me, I wasn't planning on leaving my bedroom till the morning.
"Sure, but please tell me when your back home. And don't try to run away! I'll have a lot of problems if you did." Sure, running away, the first thing that came on my mind. No way, I tried it once, never going to do that again.
"I'll let you know as soon as I'm back in my bedroom. Thanks Laurel!"
Going out behind Ted and Kristen's back, to eat pizza with the only guy they don't want me to be hanging out with, is kind of fun. We were having pizza in an empty place, with only one waitress and no other clients. I was eating the last slice of pizza. Ethan could actually be a lot of fun, when he wasn't trying to teach me how to dance or to talk about anything about my past. It was like an unspoken deal we had make, not speaking about our past.
"Can I get you anything else?" The waitress asks as she walks by our table again.
"No thanks." I say for myself. I look at Ethan waiting to see if maybe he wants something else.
"Nothing for me either, thanks." He answers. I was thinking the waitress would leave, but she just stood there and looked at me.
"You make a cute couple." She said. Why did she have to say that? Things were finally starting to get normal around us again.
"Actually we aren't…" I started but got cut off by Ethan.
"Thanks. My girlfriend is a bit shy." Ethan answers and surprises me. I could tell he was kidding, he was playing a game. And I could tell he was trying to tell me to play along with him.
"Oh, that's so cute!" The waitress said. Maggy, that was her name.
"I know right! Isn't my boyfriend the sweetest of all?" I say and play along with Ethan. He took my hand in his and strokes my palm with his thumb.
"How long have you been together?" This one seems to have no idea who both Ethan and I are. And I was thinking everyone had heard about my in this town. I guess I was wrong.
"Almost two years now." I say, if we wanted to play this game, at least we should make it a good one.
"Two years, four months, one week and six days, to be exact." Ethan continues as I have to keep myself from laughing.
"Someone is keeping records I see!" I say fake teasing my fake boyfriend. I could see sparkles in the waitress's eyes. She was so buying everything we told her.
"With such a girlfriend, I have to count every day I'm with her." He says as he stands to come sit next to me. Maybe this thing was going a bit too far. Ethan was still holding me hand, and I didn't do anything to get rid of his.
"You are the cutest couple I served in weeks! You know what, dinner is on me." Maggy says as Ethan puts his free arm around my shoulders.
"Really? That's nice of you thanks!" Ethan continues and starts to play with my hair. "You come honey? I'll bring you back home. I wouldn't want your parents to get worried." He says still holding my hand. I follow him towards the door acting like one of those couple I often saw on TV. We walked out of that little restaurant and we walked towards Ethan's bike; I was expecting Ethan to lose my hand as soon as we got out of Maggy's sight, but he didn't. And somehow, I let him do it.
"That was a first." He says as we walk towards his bike.
"What?" I ask him well aware of his hand still holding mine.
"Getting dinner for free." Oh, well, that's a first time for me too. I've never had dinner for free, well not like that. I did once leave the restaurant before paying. But I was starving and the foster family I was into wouldn't let me eat anything.
"That was actually, fun." It was, pretending that everything was perfect and that we were a happy couple. Still holding his hand. I was starting to wonder when he would let go of me. Not that I didn't like it or that it was bothering me. It was actually feeling good.
"No way, you had fun?" He joked. He strokes the back of my hand with his thumb. Meaning he was well aware of him still holding my hand. Was he still playing a game? I couldn't tell.
"It seems to happen a lot when you are around." Truth, I was enjoying spending time with him. Even if he was just trying to make me dance. I wanted to make him release my hand but he didn't want to let go of me.
"Is this bothering you? When I hold your hand?" Not really. It was the truth, it wasn't bothering me.
"Ethan. It's not right." I wasn't lying to him, I just didn't answer his question.
"We aren't doing anything. I'm just holding your hand. How can something that feels right be wrong?" Don't do that to me Ethan. Everything was going just fine. Why does he have to do this?
"You know damn well why this isn't right?" I reply as I face him. This would have been much better if I wasn't still holding his hand. Much, much better.
"Why? Do you still love him?" Him? He's probably talking about Thayer. If I still love him? No, I'm pretty sure of that. I do not love him anymore. Not even like him, as friend, as person. Even being around him makes me sick.
"Not at all." Thayer is part of my past. It had been my first mistake, trusting him. I should have known better than to date someone that was or had been in love with Sutton. I know better know. And Ethan is one of those guys I should never date. Even if maybe I would want to. And I'm not even sure of what I want anymore.
"So why?" Why? Really. There are so many reasons why this is wrong.
"You know damn well why Ethan. You dated Sutton. I've learn my lesson with Thayer, not making that mistake again." And so did he just ruin our evening.
"I'm not Thayer Emma. And you know that." Do I? "You know what Emma. I'll not push you to do something you do not want. Let's keep it simple." Keep it simple? What does he means by that? How can we keep it simple?
"What do you mean by that?" Really, how can we keep things simple, as they obviously are messed up already.
"We are just friends, enjoying each other's company, that occasionally just hold each other's hands and get free meals." How, that's what he means by keeping things simple. Not sure it's that simple. "Not harder than that. Just keep it simple." He repeats like if he's trying to convince me, which he probably was.
"Just keep it simple." I repeat. He hands me over his spare helmet and we drive away.
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