This will be the sixth chapter of He's Just My Everything! Try not to hate me! I know that I've been sssssssssssssssssssllllllllllllllooooooooooowwwwww wwwwwwwww, but thanks for staying with me. And thanks for the reviews! I do not own MBAV. Just the plotline.
He's Just My Everything
Why Are You REALLY Here?
~Erica's P.O.V.~
We sat there for a while, until it was pitch black outside. We took our mugs in and washed them. Ethan asked if we should work on our project. I didn't want to. I lead him back outside and laid in my backyard, looking up at the stars. The sky was full of them. I loved it.
"Why are we outside? Didn't you say you were getting cold?" He asked. I couldn't help but smile.
"I love the stars. Sometimes the sky's so polluted you can't see them, so they're even more special on night's like this." I said quietly. I felt him moving right next to me and soon I felt a jacket drape over me, blocking out the stars for a split second, then starting to heat up my torso. I felt my cheeks burn a little.
"Thanks." I mumbled, a small smile on my face. I didn't get a responce, so I assumed he nodded. I felt my cheeks grew hot again as I thought back to earlier. "H-hey, Ethan?"
"Yes?"
"W-when, when I was out of it earlier, I saw us... kissing." I laughed nervously at the tension that came off of him.
"And...?"
"Well, er,... who, started that?"
"You did, Erica." He said after a deep breath. I wanted to smack myself.
"I'm really sorry."
"Are you?" He asked. When I turned my head to look a thim, he had amusement in his eyes.
"H-huh?"
"I'm not. I quite enjoyed it." My face heated up.
"What? Really? What?" I stuttered out. He chuckled.
"You're a good kisser, Erica." Oh, and to make it worse, he said my name. I nearly melted.
"T-Thanks?" He laughed again.
"Well, I should be getting home. I have homework, and so do you."
"Alright. well, bye." I stood up. He also stood.
Then he did a startling thing.
He leaned forward and cupped my cheek, then moved his hand to play with the tip of my braid.
"Remember, you don't go to school tomorrow. And you have pills to take. Two now, two in the morning. Don't over do it." Then he just walked away, leaving me with his jacket.
But I was too shocked to call for him.
The next day, I skipped school. After that ,school had projects in Science, which me and Ethan got an A. Then there was Fall Break.
I was sitting at home the first day. I was terrified that Ethan wouldn't even bother with me.
The second day, I continued my sitting, until footsteps made on purpose came up.
"Erica?"
"Ethan." I said softly, still curled on my bed.
"Are you feeling well? I haven't heard from you."
"You do care."
"What? Of course I do!" He came over and sat on the edge of my bed. "Did you hit your head again or something?"
I couldn't help myself. I giggled and jumped on him.
"Erica!" He flipped us over and started tickling me.
"Ah! Uncle, uncle!" I yelled between giggles. He finally stopped and laid down beside me, sighing.
Again, I thought of the question I have wanted to ask him for a week, about.
"Hey, Ethan?"
"Hmm?"
"Why did you come to White Chapel?" His eyes widened.
"Why do you ask that?"
"I'm curious. Why would anyone come to live in White Chapel?"
He was silent. "... I had some business."
I sat up onto my knees. "You can tell me." He also sat up.
"Well... it's a long story."
"I have the rest of this week, and the week after that." I smirked. That's all of Fall Break. I wouldn't mind spending every day of it with him.
"Well..." He chose his words carefully, slowly. "I had a friend here. This friend was my ex. This friend hurt me. Then this friend was killed. I came to advenge my friend."
"Oh God, I'm so sorry." I say, my heart dropping. So, he wasn't over someone. "What's her name? I could help you."
"H... His... name..."
"His!?" I shreiked. "I-I didn't kow you rolled that way!"
"I used to." his said calmly, fidgetting with my blanket. "I don't now. But yes, I want to meet the person who killed him. Who killed Jesse." My whole world came crashing down. There was a ringing in my ears. I thought I asked him how he was hurt, but I didn't hear myself say it. But I guess I did.
"When we were dating, he abused me. I had bruises. He turned me, then he... he raped me. Everyday. So I ran away. And he came here."
I nodded numbly. "I'm sorry." I mumbled.
"I know this might be weird, but, do you know what happened to him?" I tried to keep it to sound like I wasn't there as I stared forward.
"Holy water. Someone threw holy water. And it got on him." I stumbled out. He perked.
"Holy water?! Holy water doesn't kill vampires! It just hurts them! Jesse's still alive!" He face showed fear, than joy, then fear again. He was fighting against his emotions, while I was purely terrified.
"He raped you?"
"J- yes, he did. Why?"
"Because he..."
"Oh my God, Jesse's alive! Hey, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" He was running down the stairs before I finished.
The rest of the day, I cried until I couldn't. I was terrified. Jesse's alive. Jesse's out there. Jesse's waiting for me, at my weakest. While I'm alone. Like now.
The next day, I waited. I wait for Jesse, to come and find me. And for Ethan, to come back and apologize, or say nothing at all. Maybe, he'll talk about something else, and I imagined the whole thing. But I ended up laughing at myself. I'm going mad.
The day after that, I simply sat in bed. I didn't bother to get dressed, so I was in my underwear. I didn't sleep. I was afraid Jesse would come. Finally, after Mom left at four in the morning, being a nurse, I went downstairs, fed Cheeseburger, left a note, saying how to feed Cheeseburger, than ate, and ate, and ate. Until I was sure I was not gonna fit a single thing else in me. Then I walked outside.
It was before sunrise. The sky was grey and cloudy, and as I walked though the backyard, though the woods, then coming out to the other side, I wasn't looking at the ground, and being barefoot, I stepped on many thorns. But the thing that hurt, was that it didn't.
As I stepped out the other side of the woods, I stared at the cliffside. There, was my knife, pills, and the cliff itself. I giggled.
This was the fort I built when I was in eighth grade. When I lost all hope. I collected all I could think of for when I dicided on suiscide... I just couldn't get a gun.
I sat on the edge of the cliff, swinging my feet. I would be screaming. I should be screaming. But I was at peace.
I looked at my pills. Morphene. I shook my head and tipped the bottle over.
I looked at the knife and picked it up. I shook my head and dropped it down again.
I looked over the edge of the cliff. It would be the fastest.
I leaned forward slowly.
"Erica?" Someone called in a sweet voice. No. You left me. No one is stopping me. I continued to lean forward. Until I fell.
"Eri- ERICA!" As I started falling, his hand wrapped around my wrist. It was the only thing keeping me from falling. But as I looked up, he kept telling me to hold on. I just smiled and let myself slip. Then, I fell.
Aahhhhhh! A cliffy! LOL Literally. ~TrampledRose