I woke up in a strange place with white walls and loud beeping noises. I was a wake for only moments when I fell again. I climbed the cliff and jumped off several times before I finally awoke. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Ethan he was sitting on the chair staring out the hospital window. His fingers were hanging deathly close to mine. He shifted and his finger brushed mine. Suddenly the beeping in the room increased. Ethan turned, looked at me the grabbed me and hugged me. This caused the heart monitor to pull off and the beeping was 1 long beep. He held me tight and squeezed. I limply lifted my arm and wrapped it around his neck “What are you doing here?” I whispered. He only hugged me tighter in response. We sat in hugging silence for several minutes. When Ethan pulled away I could see something was horribly wrong. “You had a panic attack at school, and you stopped breathing. I called 911 and they told me I couldn’t leave until a relative showed up.” It took me a while to process what he said due to the drugs. I knew that no one would come. “I was so scared.” His voice was husky and ragged. He reached up and cupped Ella’s face, “I know, you don’t like me but can we at least try to be friends.” I couldn’t think right now, my head was on fire as was my throat, “Please get me a nurse.” I cringed at the sound of my voice it was raspy and sounded like death itself. Ethan just smiled and giddied me back down onto the bed and left. The nurse returned and did the usual work, “The reason your throat hurts so much is because you were screaming or nearly 5 hours straight.” After she was done she un-hooked me from everything and gave me an envelope, “You can go home now.”
Ethan helped me sit up in bed I was still under a lot of drugs. He presented me with a package, it contained my clothes. That’s when it dawned on me; all I was wearing was an open back hospital gown and my underwear. He wrapped his arm around me and his skin touching my bare back made me gasp, he didn’t seem to notice. He helped me walk to the bathroom were I sluggishly got changed when I was done. He had to open the door because I was too weak to turn the nob. He wrapped his arm around me again and started to lead me down the hall towards the elevator. Inside I started to fall asleep leaning on him. He sighed, “Okay princess up we go.” He put his other arm under my knee and picked me up. I barley had the strength to wrap my arms around his neck. I rested my head on his strong chest and nodded off to his heart.
I woke up to someone stroking my hair and calling my name, “Ella…wake up now.” It was Ethan. I curled deeper into his chest, “No” I mumbled. I yawned and he chuckled, “I can’t drive with you sitting in my lap.”
Ethan’s POV.
I didn’t want to wake her. When she’s sleeping her face isn’t a whirlwind of emotions, it’s peaceful. It’s beautiful. With her in my lap asleep I felt… different. I brushed my lips across her forehead, what did I just do? Then I started to brush my fingers over her cheek and stroke her hair. “Ella… wake up now.” I whispered. She stirred and burrowed farther into me, “No.” she said groggily. Then she yawned she looked so adorable. “I can’t drive with you sitting in my lap.” She turned her head into my chest and reached out and hugged my arm, “Then don’t drive.” I was stunned. She would never talk like this at school, it must be the drugs. She mumbled something about not going home. I sighed and wrapped my arms around her. She adjusted herself so that her forehead was resting in the crook of my neck, her warm breath fawning over my neck. That’s when I decided to be brave; I brushed my lips on her cheek. She instantly froze. Shit. She pulled back from me and blinked over and over. She turned and looked out the car window, then back to me. “Are you okay?” she didn’t respond she just scooted her but over my lap and onto the passenger seat. She buckled her seat belt as did I. she looked out the window silently, I watched her features but nothing showed. “Please just take me to the school.”
“No can do.”
She whipped her head around to me her green eyes aflame, “Why not?”
I crossed my arms, “You are in no condition to drive, Doc said so himself.”
Her eyes sent me daggers, “I have other ways of getting home.”
“Like what, walking? I’m not going to let you wander aimlessly around when you’re on these crazy drugs.”
She looked away and started to chew her bottom lip, thinking hard. I watched her lip and teeth work their magic and I could feel something stir inside me. I forced myself to look away. Make her stop.
“Then don’t take me home.” She blurted. Her words broke my thought.
“What?”
She looked away from me, “please don’t take me home.”
Once again I was shocked. I looked at her face my eyes focusing on her red bottom lip, “Then where do you want to go?”
She ran a hand through her hair and lay back in her seat, “Anywhere, just not home.”
A million different places and ideas ran through my head. Its mid-November, what’s there to do?
Once again I was about to put on my bravery mask, “Do you maybe, ummm, want to uh come over to my house.” What are you doing Ethan?
She shrugged. “Sure”
I didn’t give her time to change her mind; I turned the key and slammed the gas.
The pressed her hands on the dashboard, “What the hell Ethan!”
I just smirked. She gave me a sarcastic smile and crossed her arms. After less than 5min of driving she was asleep again. Those drugs must make her really tired.
I pulled into the drive and started to shake her shoulder. She angled her shoulder up and fingers were on her bra strap. Once again I felt something. Then she stretched and her fist collided once more with my face. I sighed and went around and opened the door for her, “Need me to carry you again?” no she mumbles she was groggy and half awake. I did have to carry her up the front steps. And lean her on the wall so I could unlock the house. Once I got her inside she saw the couch and made a beeline for it. She plopped down and fell asleep almost immediately. I walked over to her and picked up her feet and put them on the couch. I grabbed the couch throw and placed it over her. “Thank you Ethan.” She whispered.
Ellas POV.
When I awoke I came face to face with a much younger Ethan. He had the same eyes, the same hair, the same nose. The little Ethan cocks his head to the side, “Are you Ethan’s girlfriend?”
I opened my moth to say something when Ethan himself appeared, “I thought I told you not to bother her.”
The little boy stuck his tongue out, “I was not!” then he ran away. Ethan sighed and kneeled down in front of me, “Sorry about him he can be annoying.” He ran a hand through his hair, I laughed. “He’s just cruise why a strange girl is sleeping on his living room couch.”
“He wasn’t the only one…my mom kind of freaked…”
I sat up and threw my blanket off of me, “I should go then.” I stood up and was hit with a wave of nausea. “Oh no.” Ethan put his arms around my waist to keep me from falling over. God I felt sick to my stomach. “I... bathroom.” Ethan nods and rushes me up the stairs to a bathroom. I fall to the ground and clutch the toilet seat. All I do is dry heave, I haven’t eaten in days. Ethan holds my hair back even though it already is in a ponytail. He rubs my back and shoulders. When I’m done dry heaving I fall back into Ethan he just wraps his arm around me and holds me tight. I lay there in his arms for a while, just me resting and him holding. It was nice, to be felt and hugged in warmth, I felt safe and happy. But all that was interrupted, “Ethan! Get down here! NOW!”
“Mom I can’t right now!” he yelled back. All the noise was making my head hurt and my stomach lurched. I jumped forward and dry heaved again. The door to the bathroom burst open and a tall woman clad in a black suit entered. She looked from me to Ethan, back and forward. Her face softened, “I need to talk to you in 20min, okay?” she closed the door and left. Ethan helped me up and led me down the hall into a room. It was a gorges room. It was themed blue and white. In the middle there was a great bed with fluffy duvets. He led me to it and helped me in. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He squeezed my hand and left with the door open. I just rested there silently thinking, dreaming, and wondering. A few minutes later, just as he had promised, Ethan returned. He closed the door and walked towards me, “I have to take you home now.” He kneeled down beside me.
I was too tired to open my eyes, “Please just take me to the school.”
“My mom wants you to leave now; it’s nearly 9 at night you are in no condition to drive.”
I nodded. “Will you please carry me again?” I could hear him laughing, “Whatever you want princess.” He pulled the covers off me and pulled me up into his chest. I slung one of my arms over his shoulder and the other I rested on his chest. I could feel his heartbeat. It was steady and calm; it was peaceful. He carried me down the stairs and through his house. I could hear the noises of a family watching TV and laughing together. I smiled and snuggled closer to his warm body. He set me down in the car and buckled me in. I hugged my knees to my chest and began to nod off. Ethan started shaking me again. I swatted his hand away, “Stop it, I’m trying to sleep.”
He just chuckled, “You’ve been sleeping for 2 days, and I don’t know where you live.”
I just grumbled and told him where I live. We drove in silence; it wasn’t awkward it was nice. Sometimes he hummed for a few seconds to some imaginary song in his head.
“I feel like we’ve been driving for hours, how much farther.” Just as I spoke he pulled into my drive way. The house was dark and still. No cars were in the drive, which meant they were still out and about. I sighed and opened my door, “Thanks, for everything. Goodnight Ethan.” I closed the door and started walking for the door when I heard his engine cut off, what is he doing? He stepped out of his car and walked up to me. “Are you going to be okay?” he looked concerned, that’s odd. I nodded my head and continued walking. He followed, “Are you sure? I can stay here with you tonight…if you want.” I froze at the door and turned, “Ethan please go home.” I couldn’t look at him. I was glad for what he did, I really was, I didn’t want him to get close to me. I wanted, no, needed him to leave. He nodded, “Goodnight Ella.” He waited by his car for me to get inside and dead bolt the door. I watched from the living room window as he drove away. Ethan was something; he was different from the rest. He was a person I would love to hang out with. But I couldn’t let him in. that night all I could think of was Ethan.
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