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Chapter 34

Chapter 34

[Ethan's POV]

I fucking knew it. I knew Diena would play this game. I just...I just thought I'd be able to save Marie before it all came to a head.

But I was too late.

Now, the one person who means the world to me is in pain because of that bitch. Because of me.

If I hadn't brought Marie into my world... fuck.

The more I think about the "what if's" the more I think about what I'd be missing.

What if we never bumped into each other that first day outside the residence halls? I would've never seen how beautiful and rare she looked in dresses. How her brown skin glistened especially under the sun. What if I never ran into her in the showers? I would've never been able to see the adorable way she flushed. Or experience her snarky attitude.What if I never kissed her that one night in her sister's apartment? I would miss out on her laugh, her smile, her sarcastic, yet caring attitude towards life, the way she felt beneath me as I took her over and over, the way she looked at me when she knew I was teasing her.

But the one thing that has messed with my head the moment Bethany and Marie shut themselves inside Beth's room is a "what if" that doesn't relate to the past, but the quite near future. What if...what if she never forgives me?

I'll never forgive myself.

The door suddenly opens, kicking off the wall opposite to the bedroom door I watch patiently as Bethany comes out and shuts the door tightly behind her. Unshed tears remain in her eyes as she looks into his. A look of betrayal so strong and unavoidable crosses her features, I have no choice but to look into her eyes in defeat. "I'm sorry." I say with just my gaze.

She just shakes her head in disappointment and hurt as she walks past me into the living room. But, before she turns the corner, she says, "Do not go in there. She's sleeping."

I look towards the door. Then, with my shoulders slumped and my tail tucked neatly between my legs, I follow Bethany into the living room.

I lean against the wall as I watch her sit with my brother. Nick has his disappointed eyes on me as he rubs soothing circles along his girlfriends back. A flood of emotion crawls up my throat. I have to clear it before I open my mouth to apologize. "I never meant for this to-"

Bethany shoots up out of her seat. "Save it, asshole." She looks like she's about to burst, she's so angry. I don't blame her. I would hate me too. "If she hadn't begged me not to kick yo ass to the curb, you would have been eatin'  dirt."

"Babe-"

"Shut up, Nick." Bethany snaps, keeping her gaze on her prey. "I've held my sister for the past five hours, silently praying to God that whoever has done this to her goes straight to hell. She was crying so bad, she ran out of tears to cry. And after I had finally gotten her to stop, you know what she asked me?"

I swallow the lump that's in my throat, but don't wipe my eyes as tears fall down my cheeks. Who gives a fuck about being a pussy. Not me. "What?"

Bethany crosses her arms over her chest then uncrosses them in an attempt to calm herself, but it clearly doesn't work. She has that dazed look as if she's silently plotting my death. "She asked me: 'Can you make sure Ethan knows I love him? This isn't his fault.'" She laughs with no humor walking so fast so that she's right in my face. "After all the shit she's just gone through and she's still worried about your hurt feelings?! What about her hurt face? Or her hurt body?"