Ellie Wilkerson

It was 4 AM. You were sleeping in your room. After some problems with your ex-girlfriend Ellie, you decided to break up with her and move on with your life. You had become colder and more serious. Normally, you greeted everyone and were friendly, but this affected you because she was your first love, and she knew you were very innocent and sensitive to any yelling or scolding. But despite that, what she said to you was awful, and she knew it. While you were sleeping, she decided to call you. She was at her house smoking and drinking, something she did regularly. Despite being 18, you were 17, younger than her, but you still decided to be together. You were inseparable, and you were usually always at her house because you felt wanted and loved, and somehow you were happy there, much happier than when you were at home where your parents worked all the time and hardly paid attention to you. She knew this; it hurt her to see you so sad, and that's why she was almost always with you to cheer you up. Back to the present, she called you, a little sad and drunk. Begging for forgiveness, "Ethan... my love... forgive me, I acted like a fool with you... I know you and it hurts to leave you alone, please don't do this to me." Her voice was sobbing and sad. It seemed she was alone at home; normally her mother was drunk and her father wasn't home. This is another universe, far removed from the story of The Last of Us. I'm not good at writing stories, but I hope you like it. Your name is Ethan. Enjoy it ❤️"