Back track// Ethan Dolan

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Ethans POV

September 2018

We walk into this house holding hands. Music blaring.

"Wanna go outside?" I scream.

"Sure!"

We step outside and people are laying the grass, someone is throwing up in the grass.

"They seem to be having fun." I say.

"Yeah. They sure do."

"Stay here I'm gonna go grab a bottle of vodka for the road."

"No Ethan. You aren't stealing."

"I'm not stealing. I'm leave a $20"

She lets go of my hand and I take a step in.

"Where is the alcohol left? We ran out."
I asked the dude throwing the party.

"Under the bathroom sink."

"Okay thanks."

Walking down the hall was a pain, haft naked people making out and you got that one odd person watching them. I reach for the door handle, opening it to find the sink right at the door. I put the bottle in my jacket pocket and lay the $20 there.

"Cops!" Someone yells over the music.

"Shit." I whisper.

I ran to the door and find Tate standing, looking all confused.

"Let's go." I say dragging her out of everyone's way.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Someone called the cops."

"Oh no. I can't get caught."

"You'll be fine. Let's run to the store across the way."

There is a small dollar store just a block down from the party. We run and finally reach the store front. We watch the cops go by the store with the lights and the siren going. 

"We are so lucky." I say out of Breath.

"Yeah we are. Did you get it?"

"I sure did."

"Well I can't tell my mom where we are. She will kill me." I say.

"Walk home?"

"Yes but first."

I turn and walk into the store.

"Where are your condoms?"

"Over there." The lady points.

"Thank you."

"What are you buying?" Tate asked.

"Don't worry about it." I say grabbing the box of condoms. I softly push her out of my way.

"Is that for you tonight?" The lady asked.

"Yeah. You know rap it before you tap it." I say.

"Kid." The lady says.

"That was a good one."

"Ethan shut up."

"Hey. She found it funny."

Tate rolls her eyes.

"That will be 4.76."

I pull out a crisp $5 and wave it in Tates face.

"Fuck off." She whispers.

-/-

I'm twirling her around.

"Ethan." She says.

We have drank 3/4 of the bottle and we are only 3 miles from home.

"Let's fuck." I say.

"Wait till we get to my house."

"Fine."

I take another drink.

"This isn't healthy." She says.

"Hell even the good stuff will kill you. Ya don't leave forever."

"Word of the wise from Ethan."

-/-

We finally made it her house and my phone stays ringing off the hook.

-hello

Mom- where the hell are you?

-I'm staying with Tate. Her mom and her got in a big fight

Mom- oh. Okay sweetie. Text me and let me know if everything goes okay. Love you.

-love you too bye