Rachel's POV
"Holy shit!" I exclaimed immediately I opened my eyes.
The light blinded my eyes, so I had to shut them and open them again to adjust to them. My eyes felt heavy, really heavy to open.
I tried to move my body around but was not able to; it felt like something was around my waist, holding me down.
"What the..." My eyes widened in surprise when I saw the state I was in on the bed and with whom.
My head was on Ethan's chest, and his huge arm was wrapped around my waist, holding ey close to him.
"Emm..." He muttered something I couldn't grasp before shifting me closer to himself.
My face was now so close to his, way too close.
I could outline his handsome features so clearly. His eyes were shut tight because he was still in a deep sleep.
"Perfect.." The was the only word I could think of to qualify him.
I slowly removed one of my arms from under his body, using it to hold my face as I stared at his.
If anyone had told me that the googled eyeglasses Ethan, whom I once bullied in high school because of his huge glasses, would be as handsome as he is right now, I would have never believed it.
Without having to stare into his mesmerizing blue eyes that always made me want to stare into them, yet look away... I could properly take in his features.
Strands of his long, shiny black hair fell on his face when he moved a bit; I so badly wanted to run my hands through it.
I raised my other arm slowly to his face...
No Rachel, you shouldn't do this.
It would be an assault and extremely embarrassing if he caught me. I reasoned, but then again...
What if he doesn't wake up now?
I followed my other mind and carefully raised my hand to shift some of the strands of hair that fell onto his face.
It was soft, just like I expected.
My eyes and hands trailed down his face to his neck then to his chest.
I watched as his chest moved up and down due to his even breathing, my hands rested on his chest going up and down with it
Memories of what happened yesterday came back to me, my mother, what she said, and how she slapped me across the face, hard.
Lana said she was going to take everything from me, and slowly but surely, she was doing it.
Though I was much calmer than yesterday, my breathing still increased when I remembered everything my mother accused me of.
It was like no one was on my side anymore, no one except Marina and Ethan.
"Why are you so good to me?" I said aloud.
I retracted my hands as if I was shocked by lightning the moment those mesmerizing blue orbs stared back at me.
"Fuck..."
"Good morning"
We said at the same time. I stared at him awkwardly
I should have listened to my other mind. Heat rose up to my cheeks and ears.
"Er... Good morning." I said with an awkward smile, my voice hoarse from crying and sobbing for too long.
How the fuck long was he awake?
Could it be that he had been awake the entire time?
Ethan sat up, I could see the worry in his eyes as he stared at me.
"How are you feeling now?" He asked his eyes glued to a particular part of my face.
It was where my mother had slapped me.
"I'm fine now, thanks."
Ethan touched my face with his hands, shocking the hell out of me.
I tried to move away from his touch, but he used his second hand to hold my face still.
"What are you..."
"I'm trying to check if it's swollen."
I tried my best to hide my blush as Ethan seriously checked my face for bruises.
'God, does this guy know what he's doing?'
"I'm really fine."
Ethan sighed in relief before putting both his hands down.
I immediately missed the warmness of his hands on my face when he removed them.
Ethan sighed again, coming down from the bed and sitting on the sofa next to it.
"Rachel, I want to ask what happened yesterday, but if you don't want to talk..."
"My mother accused me of sleeping with directors for a part in the show." I interrupted Ethan whose eyes widened by my statement.
"What?"
I let out a small sigh, before sitting at the edge of the bed.
"She said that she doesn't want her daughter to be corrupted by me, so she wants me to quit Snow Fall Love."
Ethan's face darkened.
" Are you?" He asked staring straight at me.
I shook my head.
"No... I can't... I'm not. I got the part on my own acting skills, and I know that Marina did refer me to the directors, but that was it. I won't quit it." I said defiantly.
A smile came to Ethan's lips.
"So what about Lana?"
My eyes turned cold.
"I'll deal with Lana in my own way. She started this because she wanted to destroy me... She doesn't want me to have any peace, no joy, she wants to take everything away from me..."
An idea came to my head.
"I'm going to give her one more thing to try to take away," I said looking at Ethan.
Ethan didn't seem to understand what I was talking about, and the expression on his face proved it.
"What do you mean?" He finally asked
I smiled, coming down from the bed and walking towards the sofa where Ethan sat.
"Did you mean what you said the day I woke up in your house?"
Ethan went quiet, probably thinking about what I meant.
"What you said... That I should be with you, did you mean it?" I reminded.
"Yes I did, and I still do."
I nodded slowly.
"I never asked why you wanted me to be with you. Why are you helping me?"
If he was going to help me take down Lana, I needed to know why he was going to do it.
I held my breath waiting for his answer. I saw the hesitation in his eyes before he answered.
"Because I just do. I want you to stay here with me and I want to help you, because I do"
I almost rolled my eyes at his answer.
I thought he was going to say something like... Argh, never mind.
I was to expectant.
For God sake Rachel you just got out of a relationship, a fucking marriage that lasted three stupid years why are so expectant?
I face palmed myself to hide the embarrassment on my face when Ethan didn't say what I thought he would.
Weak? Easily bullied? A fool? Lovestruck... Those words he used to qualify himself stuck to my head since the day he said them.
Weak... Yeah back then he was a weak swanky kid.
Easily bullied... That too, we were bunch of girls yet we still bullied him.
A fool... I could call him that for allowing girls to bully him.
But love-struck? I never knew him to be in love with anyone. That was why I thought he wanted me to be with him because he...
Argh... Rachel, you think too much of these things. But it can't spoil my plan.
"What do you want to do?" I heard him ask after a few minutes of silence.
I smiled at his question. A plan already forming in my head.
"Like I said, I want to give Lana one more thing to try to take away from me, you!"