Sad Dolan Twins Imagines

Impossible (G.D)

"Gray she's probably fine stop stressing." I walked into my bedroom as Ethan followed behind me. I grabbed my phone and wallet off the bedside table and started walking back out, Ethan still following behind me. "She hasn't shown up and it's been an hour E. I need to go look for her."

I walked downstairs and towards the door, before realizing I had forgotten my keys upstairs. I groaned and walked back up the stairs while Ethan still followed. I walked into my room again and started searching for my keys that weren't showing up. I started getting frustrated as I knew that time was ticking, and every minute that passed made me even more stressed.

"Grayson, she's a grown woman. She'll be fine." Ethan leaned against the door frame as he watched me search. I started throwing my pillows on the floor, hoping that they'll pop up any second. "Have you seen my keys?"

I heard the sound of keys hitting against each other and I looked up to find Ethan twirling my keys on his finger, a smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes and had enough of playing around. I grabbed the keys off of his finger and headed back downstairs.

"She's a grown woman carrying my child E. She's gonna pop any second and she's out alone right now. I should've never let her drive to her moms alone." I walked up to the front door and started sliding on my slippers. I started to reach out for the door handle before my phone rang in my hand.

I paused from opening the door and looked down at my phone. It was the local hospital. I looked behind me at Ethan, hope filled me and the excitement in me was overflowed. I pressed the green button and brought the phone up to my ear, smiling hard in hope that it was what I was hoping for.

"Hello?" They asked me if I was Grayson Dolan. I confirmed. I asked if it was about the baby. They paused. Silence. The disappointment in their voice. The truth. My smile disappeared.

I hung up the phone and looked down at it. I put it in my pocket, not wanting to look at it anymore. I cleared my throat and looked up at Ethan who had a concern look on his face. "What happened?"

I looked down at my shoes and tried to find the words to say what happened. But when the doctor said it I just couldn't even find the energy to listen. I couldn't form my mouth to say the words, but they still escaped my lips.

"Y/N had a miscarriage."

at the hospital

I entered the hospital room and could see her back turned away from the door. Ethan was following me but stopped at the entrance of the door when he saw Y/N isolated. He said that he'd wait in the waiting area and to call him when I needed. I nodded my head, but didn't look away from Y/N.

I slowly crept up to her, trying not to scare her. I walked to the other side of the bed where I could finally see her face, and I wish I hadn't. She had cuts and bruises on her head and her arm was in a cast. Her eyes were looking straight ahead at the blank wall as her hand covered her mouth and partly wiped her tears.

"Hey babe." I whispered as I sat on the bed. I took her hand in mine and drew circles on her hand. She moved her hand from her mouth to her eyes and wiped the tears. But I stopped her and picked up my free hand to wipe the tears that kept coming.

I couldn't cry. It felt like it was wrong to cry right now. I don't have any idea of what she's going through and how she had to go through it alone. It felt like I didn't have the right to cry in this moment, because she needed me.

We sat silent for a couple of minutes. I watched her sob while I tried my best to comfort her. I didn't say anything because I couldn't say anything. My words were the knives to her pain. Talking wouldn't help because I knew my wife. I knew that all she needed was time and silence.