𝖆𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖒 | d.f. | book two

🛠️ grayson4 🛠️

2:16 pm

i wake with a gasp, sitting up.

i look around.

i'm on the ground, in my mothers hand planted garden, in new jersey.

"need a hand bro?" someone says in front of me, offering me their hand.

i take the hand and am assisted in standing. i look at the person who helped me and see my twin brother, alive, and grinning from ear to ear.

"e?!" i question, pulling him into a tight hug. "how-how are you here right now?!"

"it's a complicated story bro," he says, as i pull away to look at his face. "i was told to come and talk to you," he says, "i was told to tell you that you have more to do. mom says "hi baby, i love you", cameron says "you're still a loser", and dad says "you're going to kill it with your new family", he wants me to remind you to never take anything for granted." he takes a deep breath. "finally, i'm saying you've got a good group of people around you. they're going to take care of you. they need you."

his words bring tears to my eyes. i don't know what's going on, but i can feel him. i can feel my entire family. and i miss them.

i miss them so much.

"what is going on? what's happening e?"

"you'll see soon. it's big. beautiful. a little messy. but you'll be ready. all of us will be here with you, standing with you through everything. we promise that. we'll be here man," he says, poking my chest.

"what if i want to die e? what if i want to be with you guys?" i ask him, finding this situation unfair. "i'm alone here! i miss doing everything with you! i miss talking to you!"

"you will do so much more little brother. you just need to be patient. you can grieve, you can be angry, but you are not giving up. we are always there with you."

"but-"

"you have your new family. you guys just have to work out your differences. not yet gray. you'll be with us, but it's no time soon. soraya needs your help. you're vital bro. keep going. they need you."

"i'm tired of that world! it's dying anyway."

"then make that world yours! you hold that in you."

"ethan-"

"grayson bailey dolan, you are not a quitter. dolan's don't quit. we fight. we keep going. we all fought to see you, but she said only one of us could."

"she?"

"long story bro. but right about now doctor cordova is about to save you," he smirks. "i love you gray. we all do. we'll see each other again. you're my twin."

"he's coming back," a disembodied voice says above us.

i pull ethan into another tight hug.

"i love you e."

"all you have to do is keep fighting," he says.

"pulse is regulating."

i look at ethan and he starts to fade away.

just keep fighting...