Sawyer hung the phone up then returned to the dining room. Sawyer smiled from ear to ear, happy Ethan was out of the hospital and on his way to a full recovery. God had answered his prayer.
Ethan hated his parents. They would not allow him to get out of bed or eat anything good. He had to drink nasty tonic twice a day and he was only allowed water to drink. Soup or fruit were his daily diet and it was about to drive him mad.
"Mom, you can't keep me in this bed. The doctor said I had to get up and exercise."
"How do you know what the doctor said?"
"Because I had private conversations with him while you slept on the couch."
"He told me not to let you do any physical activity for the first week you were home."
"That does not include walking and taking a bath. I'm not a handicap. I will not be treated like an invalid."
Mrs. Fester slammed the door of his bedroom, on her way out, so hard his ears rattled from the echo.
He climbed out of bed and walked to the door. He locked the doorknob. Feeling better, he went back to his bed and fell asleep in minutes. Ethan wasn't interrupted again.
"They're driving me crazy. Please ask your parents if I can stay with them for a while. I'm serious. I'm so angry at my family I could spit fire," Ethan declared to Sawyer that same night.
"Ethan, you know my mom and dad will let you stay here. But are you ok with bunk beds, because you won't have your own room."
"Yes, I'm fine with it. Just get permission tomorrow. I'm leaving this God-forsakened place first thing."
"Ok. I'll call you when I know something."
"Thanks," Ethan said. He hung up then placed his cell phone on the dresser. He cut his light off then laid down. Closing his eyes, he thanked God for Sawyer's friendship.
"What!" Mrs Fester boomed. "You can't just move out Ethan. You are our son."
"I'm moving out mom. You and dad are driving me crazy. I'm sorry."
"You haven't seen crazy Ethan. I can surely show you crazy. I will not be bullied. You walk out that door and your ass will not be back. And you can forget about college to."
"Don't threaten me. I have a scholarship and will take out a loan," Ethan slammed the door shut, holding the last suitcase his mom caught him carrying to Sawyer's jeep.
"You do that you ungrateful brat. Don't you dare come back either," his mom screamed from the front door.
Ethan raised his middle finger for Mrs. Fester to see. Surprisingly, she did it right back then slammed the door shut.
Sawyer drove his jeep down the road with Ethan's suitcases. Ethan himself sat in the backseat and slept. Sawyer could easily tell Ethan was still sick.
Sawyer couldn't believe he told Ethan he could live with him. He knew his parents loved Ethan, and would let him stay. That wasn't the problem. The problem Sawyer saw was how incredibly close they'd become in less than a few months. It wasn't a bad thing, but it made Sawyer a little uncomfortable. Ethan stirred feelings inside Sawyer he had never felt before. But despite that, Sawyer knew he cared about Ethan. A lot. Knew he would help him anyway he could.
Ethan woke up as Sawyer's jeep went down the rock-filled driveway. His vehicle sorta swayed back and forth. Holding onto one of his suitcases, Ethan looked at Sawyer as he maneuvered his car. "Are we finally there?" He asked.
Sawyer looked at Ethan through the rearview mirror. "Yes, we're nearly there. My parents own forty acres of land. It's about another two or three blocks."
"Oh my God. I'm gonna throw up Sawyer. Can you go easy on the driving please?"
"Ethan, it's a rocky driveway. I can't really do that."
"Well I'm still sick dammit."
Sawyer stopped his car. He looked back at Sawyer. "Get out and get in the front seat."
Ethan opened the door and squeezed out of Sawyer's jeep. He made his way to the front and got into the passenger seat.
"Now, lean your seat all the way back. And get some sleep. I'll slow down, I promise," Sawyer vowed.
Ethan obeyed and instantly found solace and peace. True to his word, Sawyer slowed his driving. Until Sawyer got to his house, there was no more arguing.
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