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Ethan's eyes never left mine as I made my way towards him. I looked around awkwardly, suddenly feeling self concious as I dragged a chair from the corner of the small room and sat next to him. His room was similar to the one I was in, except slightly bigger, probably because he was going to be staying here longer. The walls were plain white with a big window looking out onto the streets outside. The only interesting thing to observe was the flower pot in the corner of the room.
After letting my eyes wander around the room, I looked back at him and he was still watching me. I cleared my throat, but it didn't look like he had any intention to start the conversation. I couldn't even read his expression, it was frustratingly blank.
"Um...so.." I started, biting my lip nervously. His eyes flitted down to my mouth quickly before he looked away and out the window on the other side of the bed.
l said, "Brianna told me everything. I mean about Miranda and Luke. I'm so stupid. I feel like such a bitch for not trusting you. It's just that everything I was told by them just made sense in the moment, and I believed it. I'm so impulsive, and I'm sorry. You must think I'm an idiot."
He just looked out the window . Was he even listening to me? I don't know but I continued anyways because now that I had started, I couldn't stop.
"I mean, there were times when I totally believed them, but in the end I still wanted to talk it out with you. I wanted to come talk to you, Ethan, I wanted to find out what really happened. You have to believe me. I was there that night, I climbed up the tree next to your room, and I overheard your conversation with your mom...and I don't know. I was upset, then I saw Brianna and you hugging and I felt like I didn't belong in your world, you know?"
I saw his jaw clench but he still didn't look at me. "But now I realise I was wrong. So so wrong, about everything! And I think you would rather not talk to me right now but I just had to tell you. That I never meant to hurt you like this. And gosh, look at you, if I didn't jump to conclusions in the first place you wouldn't be lying here in a hospital bed. I'm sorry, Ethan, I'm so-"
"Shut up." He cut me off, snapping his head in my direction. He took a deep breath and gulped. I watched every movement closely. I liked his face, a lot. How his blonde hair was slightly illuminated by the sun rays streaming in through the window. It was a nice day out, I guess. But my heart was heavy by all the things I wanted to tell him and he wasn't listening. He stared back at me, his eyes so intense that I was almost mesmerised. I snapped out of it when I realised that he was getting teary.
And like the pathetic emotional freak that I am, I had the sudden urge to burst out into tears of my own but I controlled myself, my lips trembling slightly as I said, "Oh God, Ethan, are you crying? Are you in pain? Should I call the doctor? Is it something I said? I just keep making you cry, how-"
"Please stop talking." He interrupted me again, this time his voice just a whisper, he looked exhausted. "Marissa. Stop, please, I can't do this anymore."
My eyes widened and I freaked out, "What? You don't want to be with me? Or-"
I was interrupted again when he suddenly yelled, "Shut the hell up and listen to me!" I nodded immediately, taken aback by his outburst. "I'm not breaking up with you and I sure as hell don't want to leave you. Do you really not see what's happening here?"
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