《Scars Of Regret | COMPLETED✔️》CHAPTER 17
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"I'll check the calculations next week so make sure you have completed till then," Our Chemistry teacher said, as she collected her stuff and left the class.
I looked over at Ethan's desk but he was alone packing his bag. Ester was nowhere in sight. That was a bit weird cause the whole time she was here during the class, her body acted sort of uncomfortable around me specially.
I didn't know what happened that night after I told Ethan about Ester in the park cause since past three days ester was kind of avoiding me like she was scared of me.
Who was I kidding? Scared of me?
First in the hallway, when she saw me coming, she scurried away in the opposite direction then in cafeteria she wasn't with kyle with her usual Elite circle and now in chemistry.
Did my body grow two heads?
I mean good for me that Elite girl was trying her best staying away. Not that I wanted to be friends with her. I didn't want to play her life threatening games anymore.
I shook my head and packed everything. Nate and I were good to go home now but Gwen and Leo might have one more class today.
They had been spending so much time together now a days that now I felt resentful of them. But I did feel happy for her. She didn't tell me anything yet, might be conflicted about her feelings.
As for Leo, I had no knowledge of what he was keeping inside of himself, but I did hope for things to be turned out best for them.
Nate was diligent in his studies and then spent time practicing for Ice-hockey, same was with Gwen. But sometimes I felt that he was trying to be in this virtual bubble where everything was fine, he was fine, when in reality I knew he was not.
Everything will be fine, I promise.
"Hey Aria, wanna have coffee with me?" Nate asked me as he put his bag over his shoulder. The white t-shirt he wore looked good on him. "It's not a date just a casual coffee time."
I smiled at him ear to ear and agreed for a casual coffee. After so long I noticed the sparkle in his eyes. It was not a romantic though but just a friendly gesture.
He started to guide us outside the class. I wasn't going of empathy but I really wanted to spent some time with him. He cleared the air long ago so it was good.
The bandage Ethan wrapped was still on my hand till yesterday. I changed it with a new one this morning, though if it was for me I would've never took it off. I could feel him through it. How he did what he did.
Did he get his answers? I didn't know but there was something surely disturbing him. We had always gone there whenever one of us had unresolved feelings about something.
I hope he got his resolve.
After I went home that night, I was so inattentive that I forgot to put my cardigan back and regrettably dad saw the bandage on my forearm.
I told him the same I told Finn But he got so worried that he almost teared up. I engulfed him in a big hug and assured him that it wouldn't happen again.
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I couldn't see him upset..
The corridor was a bit crowded as most classes ended together. Nate held my hand as we made our way through them. I looked around and saw that the students were holding the pamphlets of tournaments.
I thought about it bit last night. Maybe I should join?
We made our way out of the crowd, when I saw Ethan standing, his back resting against the locker. Ester was with him but something was bizzare. He was glaring at us.
I thought we were good to be together again after our last encounter. He seemed to be completely opposite self that night.
His real self.
He was a caring person but circumstances and tragedy aroused his sleeping demons.
I looked over to him, he was wearing a grey jacket with three lined color stripped on it's collar, with blue jeans. His hair half combed back perfectly and some strands covering his forehead.
While I was in short white full sleeved tunic top which just ended on my white jeans button and was printed with blooming blossoms.
Nate and I stopped on our own. Ethan's eyes dropped down, my eyes followed his gaze to our connected hands and retreat my hand back awkwardly and looked back at Ethan in a swift. Nate must have took it to get through the crowd.
Ethan grabbed Ester by waist close to him out of nowhere. I gulped the lump and looked away and took Nate's hand in mine again and walked away. Didn't want to witness their next move.
We shouldn't get affected from each other's existence now. He was nothing but my past, a page torn from the story I was living. I just couldn't let him pulled my life's string whenever he wanted to. I wouldn't let him do that.
We came out of the front gate in fresh air. The days were so short in winter that the sun already started to kiss the horizon. As to feel the moment my hand unintentionally grazed my neck to my locket.
My eyes shot opened and I looked down, my palms wavered around my empty neck. The locket wasn't there. I remember perfectly that I wore it this morning.
Oh My God, Did I drop it somewhere? My heart was hammering in my chest cause of fear.
"What's wrong?" Nate asked as he came closer a little. My eyes were already roaming around the ground in hope to find it. I couldn't lose it at any cost.
I didn't even reply him back as my eyes were started to tear up already.
"WHAT'S WRONG will you tell me," Je turned me around by my forearms to face him.
"My l-locket is missing," I wasn't crying heavily but just scared. I didn't want to miss the only thing I had left. A piece of him.
No matter whatever shit I said. That locket held all my hope in it. I didn't care if he gave me or not but it was mine now.
"Is it that important?" He asked again as I halted in my steps and looked up to him before nodding silently. "Okay calm down, we'll find it, it'll be somewhere here, first tell me what it looks like."
He was so ready to find it without even knowing anything or asking about it. I didn't know if he knew who gave me that, would he have helped me too then?
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"It's a small flat heart in rose gold with E♡A initials," I explained as he paused abruptly but didn't look back to me. I guess he was aware of what it meant.
"I will search back inside, you search here, please call me if you find Nate," He nodded awkwardly.
With that I went back inside. No one knew about this locket. Not even Beth or Gwen. I just wore it under my shirt and never showed it to anybody. Nate had started to look around as I stepped back in.
The corridor was empty now.
I bent down slightly and held my hair with my one hand by my face to stop them from falling down on my face. I must've dropped it somewhere here. I continued to search in corners as well.
Out of nowhere a hand clamped my mouth and dragged me somewhere. I gasp but till then I was locked in a dark room. The smell of cleaning agents charged up my nose.
I was in Janitor's closet.
But I wasn't alone. I could hear someone's breathing. A familiar cologne. The dark had always haunted me. I shakily moved my hands in air and tried to call for whoever it was.
Even though my voice was drowned down my throat.
"Is a-anyone h-here? Open the door please!" My voice came out shaking a bit. It was completely dark, nothing. No window, no hole for light to pass through it.
I couldn't move anywhere, just glued to ground.
A small bulb lit up at the corner and I blinked in shock. That was when I saw a figure leaning against the opposite wall from me. The room was so small that we were just at arm length away from each other.
Ethan.
My anger was at it's peak as I charged towards him but he was first to do that and trapped me against the wall."Open the door Ethan. You know I can't stand darkness."
"That's why you're here love," He smirked as his face was so close to mine.
"Why are you doing this?" A shrieked left my mouth mixed with rage.
"How can you be so happy? You really forgot what you did?"
"Cause I did not kill her, believe whatever you want. I don't believe you're like this," I retorted back.
"Cause you made me who I am right now. It's all your fault. You destroyed everything!"
I tried to break his hold but he didn't budge.
"You wanna go? then go but weren't you looking for this?" He held his right hand up as my eyes fell on the hanging locket he was holding. How did he get this?
My hands snapped to snatch it but failed when he curled the locked in his fist.
"Give me back my locket Ethan," A grinned plastered his face as he put his left hand flat against the wall beside my head forcefully.
The room was killing my nerves with darkness creeping me out.
"It was me who gave you this," His eyes hard reminding me of the past. It was his first gift on valentines day. But it was a soulmate one. Which meant that,
My eyes flickered to his chest where a metal chain was lingering around his neck. The other piece of my locket with A♡E initials on it. "You're still wearing yours."
I looked back up at him from under my wet lashes. Realization fell upon him and he quickly put it inside his shirt.
"Why were you with Nate and holding hands?" A chuckle between my sobs left my mouth at his jealousy.
"I can do whatever I want Ethan, you don't own me. OPEN THE DOOR!" My hands curled in fist and I started to hit him on his chest again and again. But not long enough he held them tight and jerk my body against the wall, hands still caged mine in his tightly.
Heat rose from my stomach to chest as his face was close to mine. My heart was throbbing inside insanely, the smell of him hypnotic beyond reason.
He stared at me with unexplainable desire in his eyes and tilted his head a little. I was completely against the wall but still didn't move my head sideways.
His hands approached my waist, pulled me against him off the wall, locked his hands behind me, as my hands slid up from his chest to behind the neck in his hair. I could feel him smirking against our lips.
I was weak for him and he knew that. Our lips continued to harmonize against each other coated with the taste of my tears.
A wave of warmth covered my toes, as his tongue started to explore my mouth. His touch was delicate like a feather just like before. But before i could have get lost far in him he parted away, breathing heavily.
Everything was pointless at this moment.
No matter what he was gonna say, I knew deep down that it meant everything and he lived through this moment. I was not gonna make out something from it, cause there was already.
Healing...
He ran his thumb on my cheek and caressed it affectionately. Just with this he invaded all my senses. This dark room was our mind's black hole.
We were completely lost in pleasure. His lavender smell filled my nostrils with bliss. Our eyes were shut and minds were lost.
He pulled me close again, claiming my mouth again, hungry and intense, until my knees became weak. The raw emotions I was feeling making it hard to believe if it was just a dream or a beautiful mess.
He suddenly broke away smirking and backed away from me towards the door. His sudden move made me frown. He held my locket up again in air.
"I will return it the day you'll accept your faults."
He then unlocked the door and went out of the closet. I immediately composed myself and ran out after him.
"YOU CAN'T DO THAT ETHAN, RETURN MY LOCKET!" My foot hit the ground in a huff. He kept walking, swirled my locket in air around his finger.
There was nothing he could do with it or himself, but just like that he stole the only thing or everything I had of him.
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