Toxic. (Ethan Dolan.)

I didn't go to my last class. I decided to go home and sleep. I cried in the bathroom for a while. And when I say a while I really mean a while. I stayed in there for at least forty minutes, terrified of coming out and facing Ethan and Grayson. I hated them both so much. I refuse to keep tutoring Ethan. Not after what he said to me. It keep repeating in my head. And the worse part is, I know I am a nobody. The only reason why they know me now and torment me now is because of the stupid tutoring. That's what you get. You do something nice for someone and they will throw it back in your face. When I got home I kicked off my shoes and I laid in bed. I grabbed my laptop and finished off a little bit of homework.

I walk downstairs to make something to eat when I hear a knock at the door. I reach for the door knob and when I open it i'm faced with Ethan.

"Where the fuck have you been?" He asked with a frown.

"What?"

"I've been waiting at the fucking library for half hour."

Hold on, are you forgetting what you just said to me at school?

"How do you know where I live?"

"Well are you going to fucking apologize?" He asks ignoring my question.

I shake my head. "No. Now go away."

When I try to close the door Ethan puts his foot in the way.

"I didn't wait half an hour for nothing."

I stood there not being able to get any words out of my mouth. I was too scared to say anything.

"So. Are you going to let me in, or what?"

I gulp and I open the door gesturing for him to come in. He looks around and he stands there awkwardly.

"My room is up there." I say pointing toward the top of the stairs.

Ethan nodded and I lead him up the stairway. We got to my room and I sat on my bed getting my books out. Ethan sat at the end of my bed running his fingers through his hair. I hand him my English book and he flicks through pages.

"Why do you do this much work?"

"Because Mr Smith says to do so."

"You kiss his ass." He taunts.

I try to hold in my anger as I sit and watch Ethan look through my book. I see him come to the creative writing part and I snatch the book out of his hands quickly.

"What the fuck? Give it back."

"No." I say holding the book to my chest. "You can't read it."

"It's creative writing I don't even know what creative writing is."He frowns. "Now give it."

I sigh and I hand back my book and he flips back to the page.

"The world was spinning, everyone was living, I sat in the dark corner that I had called home. Nobody sees me. I feel everyone's existence's except for my own." Ethan reads.

"I uh-it was a stupid-"

"I sit alone in a world of people who are living and leaving and creating something that will be remembered. They won't remember me. They won't remember the person who sat at the back, who never spoke a word through the hell years of high school. I am not living. I am quietly and painfully existing."

I stare at the ground as Ethan closes the book and places it near me.

"Well that was depressing."

I roll my eyes and I grab my book putting it on my dresser.

"Nice poems Seppo." Ethan says with a smug look.

"Why are you here?" I ask. "And why do you keep calling me Seppo? You do know what Seppo means, don't you?"

"I do know what Seppo means. And you're a weird seppo." He says. "I'm here to learn." Ethan smirked. "Now teach me."

I go through my bag, grabbing the right notes and I handed Ethan a pen and paper like usual. I started teaching him how to start off the essay and all that stuff. I hear footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Hey honey you home?" My mom calls from the hallway.

I don't answer and she walks into my room and her eyes land on Ethan. She tries to find the words to say. I mean it is a weird look. I have a boy over with nobody home, on my bed.

"Mom, this is Ethan, Ethan this is my mom." I say.

"Hello Mrs Stone." He says getting up and shaking her hand.

"Hello Ethan. You must be the boy Kendall is tutoring."

He nods and sits back onto the bed.

"Will you be staying for dinner?" She asks.

"Uh, na, I've got to get going soon. Thank you though."

My mom replies with a nod and makes her way downstairs. Ethan went onto his phone and I sat there awkwardly.

"Gray's gonna come get me soon, so I better get going."

I nod and Ethan gets up.

"You might want to take the notes, it'll help you understand a lot more next time."

Ethan chuckled sarcastically. "I don't need it."

Ethan walks out of my room and I hear him say goodbye to my mom. I look out the window and I see him get into the car with Grayson. I sigh and I lay back in bed, waiting for dinner. We actually didn't get anything done.