A week has passed.
I've had minimal small talk with Ethan now and then.
He kept trying to talk to me about that day, but I shrugged him off. I didn't feel like talk about it. I needed time to think about what I want.
If I get with him, who says he won't cheat on me? Does he even like me, or is this also part of his game?
He became distant with all of us.
He sat with Xavier in homeroom. He tried sitting with me the first couple days, but I always made sure to sit at a table with someone so he couldn't sit with me. In chemistry, he sat alone. So did I.
He didn't sit with us at lunch, he left every lunch time. I always hoped he would walk through the doors, but he never came.
People had noticed our sudden break, and rumours started. They said he got into my pants, but I caught feelings and he didn't return. If only they knew, huh?
I sighed. I got out of the car and walked up the steps. It was Monday morning, the worst morning of all.
Some people greeted me as I walked in, must be people who sympathise me because they think they've been in the same position as me. Little do they know.
I walked to my locker, and stayed there, remembering what went down here. That's when I heard a male call my name, "yo, Salgado."
I turned around to see the guy that approached me last week, and he had a bigger smirk on his face.
"Wow, a week has passed and I still have no fucking clue who you are," I fold my arms and lean against my locker.
"You'll sure know me when you start screaming my name," he smirked, stepping closer.
"Max!" Someone yelled to imitate me.
A little group had formed around us, and I noticed Grayson, Nate and Aaron. They stood there, watching, getting ready to jump in.
While I looked at the crowd, my eyes locked on him. He was leaning against a locker, staring at us. His eyes read something I couldn't quite understand, but I locked away.
"Aw, that's cute," I laugh, "as if something this little would make me scream." I emphasises the word little and made gestures with my hands.
His fists clenched and unclenched and he looked furious, "still stuck on Ethan's dick huh?" He teased, with a smirk.
"Why? Jealous he's got someone bouncing on his dick while you don't?" I smirked, "but no, we never had sex. We didn't even date."
I looked at him, he had sadness in his eyes as he heard that, but he stared at Max with fury. His eyes, that same coldness. It was scary.
"Lie all you want, Elena." He teased, "we all know you fell for Ethan after you fucked, but he didn't want anything to do with you." He stepped closer and closer, until he was inches away from my face.
"Admit it," he whispered, "you were just part of his games."
I shut my eyes tightly, suppressing the tears. I could not break down, here. Not right now.
"Back the fuck off, Max." His voice, loud and clear boomed through the halls. I looked up to see his figure, standing in front of me like he was guarding me.
"You can stop pretending now, Ethan," max laughed, patting his back, "or was she so good you want more for seconds?" He winked.
Ethan grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the lockers, slightly choking him, but I didn't care. I stood in shock as I saw the pain and anger in Ethan's eyes.
"Tell me,' Max laughed, "I bet she wasn't a virgin, not with an ass like that."
I gasped and Ethan gripped him tighter, and punched him in the face, "we never had sex!" He yells. People actually gasp. Wow.
"You wouldn't mind if I had some, right?" Max still manages to talk shit, even when his nose is dripping of blood.
Ethan throws him to the floor and he's throwing punches left and right.
I watch as Grayson, Nate and Aaron go over to Ethan and Max and pry them off each other. I still stood in shock.
I watched as Meredith stood in the crowd, laughing.
I heard girl voices and I turn to my left, seeing Sasha, Madison and Lucy approach.
"Elena-" Madison begins, "oh my god!" She screams when she sees Max and Ethan.
"We need to get out of here, now," Sasha pulls my arm, and I go with them, but never taking my eyes off of Ethan.
E T H A N ' S P.OV
"E, that's enough!" Grayson yells as he pulls me apart.
"Fuck off, Max," Nate yells as he pulls him away.
"You better watch your fucking mouth with Elena, or I will not hesitate to end you," I spat, glaring at him.
His lip was busted and he had a cut on his eyebrow. His nose was dripping of blood. I wriggled out of Grayson's hold and walked past a mirror. I looked horrible.
My lip was also busted, and I had a cut on my lip. My knuckles were red from beating him. I needed to go take a walk.
God, Elena. What're you doing to me?
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E L E N A ' S P.OV
I sigh as I sit down on the grass, thinking about what just happened. I can't believe Ethan stood up for me. I thought he would've hated me now.
I pull out my phone and text Grayson.
Elena:
is he with you?
Grayson:
no, but i think you should talk to him
i saw him go to the oval
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I shut off my phone and pick myself up. I quickly dusted myself off, and dried my tears. I slowly began to walk to the oval.
Then I saw him, on the bleachers.
He was looking down, at his knuckles which were red, even from here. I gained enough confidence to walk up to him.
"Hey," I said as an almost-whisper with a small smile. I fiddled with my fingers as I was nervous.
Please don't push me away.
Once I spoke, his head snapped up and he looked me straight in the eyes. He was shocked.
I noticed his lip.
"Oh, my god, Ethan," I said, as I rushed to sit next to him.
I grabbed his chin and I inspected the cut. It had bled, but it was all dry now. I didn't realise I was touching his lips until he gave me a look.
"Sorry," I whispered.
He shook his head with a small smile and tried to hide his knuckles. I'd already seen them though, and wouldn't be surprised if his hand was broken.
"Can I clean it up?" I asked, referring to his lip.
He nodded with a smile, as he looked me intensely in the eye.
"I don't know where the first aid kit is," he said as he looked around.
I shook my head with a little laugh, and reached in my bag for my first aid kit.
"I always carry this around," I rambled on, "in case for moments like this, you know? Of course, I never really expected this to happen, but you know-" and I stopped when I realised he was staring at me with a wide smile on his face and his eyes danced with amusement.
"Sorry," I whispered again and he shook his head.
"Don't say sorry," he added with a small chuckle.
I hung my head down as I grabbed the disinfectant and poured some onto a little cotton pad.
"Tell me if if hurts, and if it does I'll stop, okay?" I said, lightly grabbing his lip and I wiped it. He flinched a little but I lightly patted his thigh, calming him.
"It's not too deep, so you won't need stitches, which is good because they're a painful bitch," I rambled, not realising until he was smiling widely with sparkling eyes.
"Sorry," I said, again.
"Don't say-" he began but I cut him off.
"No, I am sorry," I frowned, "I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry I left you that day, I'm sorry I've been avoiding you," I felt my eyes sting.
"But most importantly, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner that," I begin to smile, "I fucking like you, too."
I swear, the smile on his face made everything worth it. I'd never seen him so happy.
He swooped me into his arms and stood up, spinning me around. I squealed as he put me down.
I kept my hands tied around his neck and he kept his on my waist. We both smiled, and leant in, kissing.
But this wasn't just a kiss.
The kiss.
The kiss when I knew.
When I knew I loved him.
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