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@ethjenkins
EJ ⇄ HW
Holly: pretty sure coffee addiction can be added to the list of faults my dad has accumulated over the years...I've been sent to Rosies six times already.
Holly: also send me all your unwanted homework - im going through some sort of withdrawal.
Ethan: even i’m going to say that’s excessive.
Ethan: how about you just go back to school in my place?
EJ ⇄ LN
Logan: isn't that just all the more reason for me to help while i still can?
Logan: i'm not going to throw away my future. i won't have that on your conscience. but let me help, please.
Ethan: ...
Ethan: everything is just so fucked up, you know? and i’m so fucking tired all the time.
EJ ⇄ LN
Logan: well now it’s our mess.
Logan: i’m supposed to have your six, ethan. and i can’t do that if you keep me in the dark.
Ethan: you’re not always going to be able to clean up my messes. and when you start playing ball, you’re really not going to be able to get involved. not in shit like this.
merrickwood:
You know you can come through my window anytime you need to get out, babe. I never expect you to stay there if you can’t handle them anymore.
Oh. Well, maybe we should take the money and use it to find you a place. Somewhere in town, like Chlo did. An extra bedroom so that if Lulu wants to come too, she can. And if not, she has a safe haven away from the house to crash when she needs it. Or open a savings account and start thinking about where you wanna go if it’s outside of Riverside.
i just hate them. and it’s exhausting.
he looked okay. don’t worry. and i feel weird thinking about using the money. and part of me knows that’s stupid but... maybe it’s not that bad of an idea. getting a place sooner rather than later.
merrickwood:
I can tell her you were winning my affection with a paper crown and the mascot had a problem with it. I’m sure she’d believe it. We don’t have to be in my house either, though; you have a car. We can go places. Even if it’s just to the bleachers by the field or Rosie’s or the Gas N’ Go parking lot. I’m not exactly a demanding type.
What do you mean, Logan beat us both to it? Why did Logan get involved?
anywhere except my house, please. i can’t listen to them fight anymore and it’s starting to smell like it used to with all the half empty bottles that are piling up. besides. moving around more will probably help.
i don’t know. he just showed up at my house last night with the backpack i left with... them. and you know how logan is.
merrickwood:
You mean, half assed over text because you didn’t know which boyfriend was allowed to ask me? You can make it up to me for prom.
Okay, okay. I haven’t said anything to her. Just let her know we went to the beach because I’ve been kinda down lately and wanted some sunshine and ocean water and we came back. But, like, just know I’m willing to go kick his ass. Wikihow has taught me things, Ethan.
yeah. that’s what i meant.
if she asks about it, just tell her i got into a fight at burger king or something stupid. it’s not like i can hide this or anything and i can’t stand being in the house anymore, so i’m sure she’ll have an opinion to share. i just... don’t want her to look at me worse than she does.
i know babe, but if you got hurt, i’d have to hurt him and it’s not a good cycle. besides. logan beat us both to it anyway.
merrickwood:
I had planned to ask you in a really cute way, but then we disappeared to Florida and then - well, you know. So I kinda forgot about it until I saw all the posters around school again.
Are you sure you don’t want me to do anything about this? I know the cops in this town are worthless, but I mean, if I tell my mom what happened, we might be able to do something. Something more than just have me put ice packs on you and rub your back when you get sore, that is.
i mean, anything would have beat the stupid way i asked you to the last dance, so i’m not complaining.
no. i don’t want your mom to know anything about this. at all. i didn’t even want you to know about this until it was done. and it is now. so i just want to forget it.
EJ ⇄ LN
Logan: i couldn’t just sit by and do nothing.
Logan: besides, if anyone has a problem with you, then they have a problem with me too.
Ethan: i was trying not to involve you. or anyone. it was my own mess to sort out.
con-hughes:
It’s okay then dude, and Holly’s always been the smartest of us. I’m starting to think she might be right which is more reason to get out of dodge when we can. I don’t really have one theory- we’re built on an ancient burial ground, some old witch cursed this place centuries ago, maybe a time traveler crushed the wrong butterfly? Take your pick.
i mean, why not all of it? it makes as much sense as anything else. lulu would say it’s some kind of threefold witchy backlash so maybe you’re not that far off with the cursed theory. i don’t want to know what kind of sacrifice we’d have to do to get rid of it though.
EJ ⇄ LN
Ethan: you really didn't have to do that, you know? i had it settled.
con-hughes:
Sorry, I meant school year, not calendar. And I know, as much as I wish that was a possibiity, just something we’ll have to live with. It’s not like things in town are meant to go right for us anyways.
nah, it’s fine. that was my very bad basic joke, that’s all. holly says living in this town is some kind of punishment. i think maybe there’s some cosmic trauma that we’re paying for for whatever reason. what’s your theory?
cheerstokit:
Private: Good, because I would trust and believe that too. I know, but that doesn’t mean they can’t change with time. It may not be an instant thing, but people do move on sometimes. You may just have to be patient– which I realize is easier said than done.
Shhh. Don’t go there. That’s what friends are for, E. Besides, you aren’t whiny. Not even a little.
PRIVATE
i thought i was good at patience but the last few months have just been... fucking awful. and i want them done with. so i don’t know; maybe i’m not patient at all or maybe i’m just finally realizing that graduation is only four months away it it’s like staring at a slow motion bullet or something.
i don’t know what looks worse,
my boyfriends black eye or the thumb prints i have from stacy mckellin permanently dented into my skin when she tries to lift me for one of our stunts, but i can definitely tell you that we’re going to be a sight next saturday at the dance. that is, if i don’t get suspended for knocking her out in her strange run for team captain now that there’s a vacancy.
at this point, i’m ready for basketball season to end just so i can be put out of my misery. seventeen girls without a leader, even with garland back, is so chaotic i’m at the point of losing my mind and throwing all their duffel bags in the dumpster if they don’t stop whining and bitching about how they have to actually like, force themselves to do the work for cheer. it’s almost like they only did it to bang hot dudes and not for the actual exercise and stunts we put together.
is this your way of asking me to this dance or are you just calling me out for looking like shit?
xolivprice:
Totally noted. If I ever need a goblin, then I guess I’ll give you a call, weirdo. And ‘wearing all your t-shirts at once’ was a thing? Are you and Logan literally Joey from Friends? Riverside has really got to get some after school programs going, everyone’s hobbies around here are so… weird. Including mine.
Wow, thanks for your glowing faith in my ability to survive in the woods. I don’t think I’d die. I’ll have you know I’ve seen an entire pisode of Man Vs Wild. It might be a fucking disaster, but definitely not fatal.
i mean, we didn’t know that was a thing on friends when we did it. it was just a dumb youtube thing. but sure, let’s blame it on the lack of hobbies around here. though i bet you can find this same kind of stupid shit in atlanta.
i don’t know city girl. you don’t even have a sleeping bag.
antagcnisms:
You know I’ve got your back, right? If you haul ass out of town and it doesn’t work out, there’s always room in Ohio for you. And it’s not like a charity thing—god knows I’d go broke if I had to feed you indefinitely—just… I want you to know that you have options, too.
shut up man; all your stupid protein shakes are going to bankrupt you before anything i do does. but... yeah... thanks. maybe i’ll end up taking you up on it one day.
xolivprice:
I’d love to meet a werewolf, but somehow I’m thinking that Jack doesn’t even know where to begin to find a real one. Besides, aren’t I talking to the Riverside Werewolf already? …Do you get stuck in your own clothes often, Ethan?
Well, how am I supposed to know? It’s not like I’ve actually ever been camping. I mean, Mom always rented a cabin for us up in Aspen for the winter… But there was always catering, so I’m not sure it counts.
oh no. i’m not a werewolf. a goblin or something maybe but not a werewolf. and it was one time. when that thing going around was like “wear all your tshirts at once” and logan and i were trying to see who could get more on. i won but then i had to get cut out of a few layers so. whatever.
yeah. camping is not exactly a catered Aspen experience. you’d probably just die.
no promises.
merrickwood:
Merrick closed her eyes, as if that would keep the room from spinning around them. It was - a lot. A lot to take in, a lot to process. Drugs, whatever - they all did them, and it wasn’t like she hadn’t been spending a lot of her nights at the Motel 6 off the highway with Lulu and some other girls and some very questionable Marine boys with a pill in her pocket or a joint in her hand. And selling drugs - she knew Frankie did it from time to time, to keep some steady cash influx, and really, she didn’t care about it except that -
If her parents found out, she could just feel her mothers judgement. The cloud of grey that would come over her fathers face, because he’d always liked Ethan. More than her mother, at least. And the condescension, and the muttering, and how if she had just stayed with Logan she wouldn’t be associated with any of this.
But her breath admittedly stopped when he told her about Holly. For a moment, the room was completely upside down, her stomach rolling, and she was worried she might throw up. But then she opened her eyes to see him - Ethan, worried sick, and she knew that he would have never given Holly anything had he known about her problem. If she had confided in him that she was worried about her sister at the time, that her sister was an addict and that she shouldn’t ever be given any drugs, much less pills, because it could send her in a downward spiral.
She knew Ethan. And Ethan would never be able to live with himself if she was angry about it.
“Okay,” she let out, her breath shaky, but she held her hand out, hoping he’d reach for it. And he seemed hesitant, but he wrapped his fingers around hers and she tugged him towards her, until he was sitting next to her and he could burrow his face against her collarbone, her fingers threading gently through his hair.
"What do we have to do this weekend? To get you out? And before you even say I’m not coming, I am. Because I can not be here. I can not be around them right now because it’s stressing me out and yeah, I would much rather have a quiet weekend at the cabin with you and my DVD collection and scrabble, but whatever. We’re going to get you out. What do they want, money? I can pay them off. If you want out, we’ll figure it out.”
“I’m sorry,” he breathed, the weight of it feeling just a little less heavy. “I didn’t mean to lie or make excuses to not see you or anything... I just... I’d promised Amelia at first and then it had gone on too long and...”
She stroked his hair softly with her free hand, the one holding his gripping tighter. Not running away. Pulling him closer even.
“I have to drive a car down to Florida. It’s going to be full of all kinds of shit and once it’s empty... I don’t know what I’m bringing back but they didn’t make it sound like it was just money.”
“Okay,” she whispered, her voice soft in his ear. “That doesn’t seem so bad. And then you’re done?”
“Yeah. Almost,” he said.
“Almost?”
“He said... he just wants to make sure that I don’t snitch. So he’s going to beat the shit out of me, I’m sure. And then if I ever did, he said it wouldn’t be me he’d come after.”
“I can’t risk bringing you with me,” Ethan said and she stopped stroking his hair and dropped his hand, pushing him away from her. “Merrick-”
“No!” she yelled. Loud and full volume, her angry tears finally spilling out. “Ethan Jenkins, you do not get to leave me behind. Not for this. Not after months of lying and sneaking around and now you tell me that you’re definitely committing some kind of felony this weekend to get out of this- this- fucking mess you made! And you think you’re doing it alone?”
“Merrick, did you not just hear me say they’re going to go after-”
“I don’t care! You’re not going alone!”
He’d never been able to watch her cry. And he’d made her cry before but this seemed to be the worst somehow. Maybe because he was that fucking selfish that he couldn’t really fight her on this. Because he was that fucking useless to not admit that he didn’t want to do this alone either.
“I have to,” he whispered but very quickly added, “at least for the last part. You can’t come with me to finish this with them.”
“You’re going to get hurt-”
“And I can’t let them see you and decided to hurt you instead!” And about this, he was serious. That part he’d do alone. He knew she’d be easily found if they wanted to find her. He knew they probably already knew exactly who she was. But that didn’t mean he had to hand her to them at the last minute.
“You can not and will not be there for that part,” he said. “Even if I have to tell Logan to take care of you, I will.”
“But... you’ll need me,” she said, sounding small and defeated but he could also tell she knew he was right.
“Yeah,” he said, pressing his forehead to hers. “But I need okay first. Okay?”
She sucked in a deep breath, the reached for his hand again, squeezing tightly. For the first time in months, Ethan felt something fall back into place. Something right, something strong and centered. “Okay. I hate this but... okay.”
“Okay,” he repeated.
It was almost over. But he still had Merrick. And that was the only thing that actually mattered.
