Marci
I stepped out of the huge shower, shivering when my feet came in contact with the frigid tiled floor, and hobbled over to the towel wrack, pulling down the first one I saw.
I moaned in satisfaction as I wrapped the warm fabric of the towel around my bare body and it numbed sting of the cold air surrounding me.
The entire bathroom had been engulfed in a wave of steam due to my ridiculously hot shower. I always had to shower last at home, so there was never hot water left for me, therefore, I did not waste such an opportunity.
The shower mirror was completely blurred by mist, with water droplets dripping down it. I walked over to it and dragged my finger along the steamed mirror, drawing designs with my fingertips. I drew a smiley face, but the smiley face seemed lonely, so I drew it another smile, which made my first smiley face happy, so I made it smile wider, and by the end of it, I had created a whole smiley family.
I suddenly remember where I was, and that I should probably put clothes on.
I sighed deeply and scanned the bathroom for any clothes, but came up empty aside from the clothes I had already removed that were clustered in the corner, a horrific smell wafting from them.
I carefully stepped towards them, and rummaged through the pile until I got to my bra and underwear, which were thankfully untouched for the most part.
I slid on my underwear and held onto my bra for a moment while I contemplated if I actually wanted to put it on over the scratches that had been left on my chest from my cat maiming, and the remaining welts on my back from the previous night with my father.
I plugged my nose and used my other hand to lift up the remaining wad of clothes with the other half of my arm holding the towel to my body as I prayed that Ethan wouldn't be in his room when I snuck back in to get clothes.
I cracked open the door of Ethan's en-suite bathroom, sighing heavily to warn him of my presence in case he was there.
he wasn't.
thank god.
I padded towards the edge of his bed where the clothes he had picked out sat, and grabbed the pair of boxer shorts he had left and the ginormous sweatshirt.
who the hell did this even fit?
goddamn this boy was a giant
I looked around the room a second time, before dropping my towel and picking up the boxer shorts.
They were a deep shade of green, which made sense considering Ethan had told me on multiple occasions that green was his favorite color.
does that mean these are his favorite boxers?
he gave ME his favorite boxers?
no he didn't don't be a fool.
I pulled the shorts over my hips, shaking them lightly to slide them through the elastic, and (after rolling the waistband a few times) thankfully they stayed on.
The only issue was that since I had to roll the shorts, their length had decreased by half, and my butt hung out of the back of them.
goddamn my fat ass
yeah sure, in your dreams
I ignored it since the sheer length of the sweatshirt that lie in front of me was sure to cover my butt and much more.
talk about modesty.
I finally came to the mental conclusion that I needed to put my bra on if I was going to wear Ethan's clothes, if I didn't, it would just be too weird.
And of course, for the first time in the entirety of my fifteen years on the planet earth, I had worn a nice bra.
Aoife of all people had given it to me, since she had sized up a full bra size in the past month, which did not go unnoticed by me considering I had ended up doing a fair share of her laundry over the years.
I guess that it was a good thing though, because Aoife was the only girl I knew who was the same bra size as me... was... so now I had a fresh collection of lacy and fancy bras, which of course I had been pathetically excited to wear and of course I had just so happened to be wearing one on the same day that I ended up naked in my best friends bedroom.
well that's just great for me isn't it
I slid the bra on, fumbling desperately with the clasp and wincing in pain every time the fabric touched a welt on my back.
I heard the door creak open from behind me and froze in place.
"Oh shit!" I heard Ethan say from behind me, and I gasped at the sudden presence of my boyf- I mean best friend behind me.
I finally clasped the bra shut, whipping around in surprise at Ethan's entering.
He was staring straight at me, jaw agape.
"uhhhh" I droned, shocked to my core. Rather than speaking, Ethan looked me up and down, before shaking his head, seemingly to remove a thought, and awkwardly turning to the door, facing it fully to give me privacy.
I stiffly turned back to the bed, grabbing the grey sweatshirt from the end of it and sliding it over my head.
I was right about its size, because the hem fell below my knees, meaning the shorts were definitely covered.
at least now they were covered.
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"Oh God this is such a bad idea" I groaned, rubbing my hands down my face in a dramatic fashion.
so bad
so bad
"Trust me it'll be okay" Ethan sighed, unbuckling his seatbelt and resting his hand on the door handle.
We were at Biddies, since Gibsies birthday party was here. Ethan hadn't heard from him in a few hours which after being translated by Ethan meant: He's blackout drunk, so now here we were an hour later.
We probably could have gone in about a half hour ago, but I was procrastinating. I wasn't embarrassed, but I wasn't exactly thrilled to go into a bar on the posh side of town with the possibility of seeing my father there, or more specifically Ethan seeing him.
"Marci?" Ethan questioned, pulling me from my thoughts.
"Huh?"
"I said if you don't wanna go in we can leave, it's seriously no problem" he assured me, buckling his seatbelt once more.
"No- no of course not, let's go" I responded, fumbling to unbuckle my seatbelt.
"Don't worry it'll be okay" he repeated for the millionth time, reaching over my lap to open the door for me, his hand grazing my thigh as a shiver of pleasure shot through me and I unintentionally grinned.
He definitely noticed the grin (oops) and placed his hand back down on my thigh, rubbing it soothingly as a joke in order to mess with me, moving his hand as slowly as possible to gain the largest possible reaction from me.
it was working.
and oh god in more ways than one
He lifted his hand from my thigh, and I felt myself sag in disappointment at the loss of his contact.
he noticed that too.
god he noticed everything
Ethan chuckled softly at my disappointment before lifting his hand to my head and giving me a noogie, which I giggled softly at.
ugh
"Come on, It'll be easy" He said, patting my head before reaching for his own door.
"Easy Peasy" I sighed, pulling open the car door fully and heading for the bar door.
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Authors Note
hey guys i'm sorry if this is the last update for a while, a very close friend of mine just committed suicide, and i really need some time.
i hope everyone has a great day, i'm really sorry if you don't like this chapter
ily (you are loved so PLEASE don't forget that)
I'm always here to talk.
- Kat
RIP 🕊️ 💗
Forever 16
- WC 1342