Kidnapped by the Dolan twins

Tacos, I will be the death of you.

Lelia's pov

"Leila!" I smiled as my sight was instantly blessed by Ethan. Ever since I woke up, all I've been wanting to see was if Ethan was okay. Seeing that he only has a black eye, I'm glad that he's okay.

"Hey Ethan." I smiled brightly. He ran to my side, and took a look at me. I started to feel uncomfortable with the way his facial expressions read. "Are you okay?" I smiled, and nodded my head slowly. "I'm okay." He nodded his head, and sat down beside me. He rubbed his hands up and down his legs, as it began to be awkward. I looked around the room, pretending to be extremely fascinated by the place. "So, when do I get out of this place?" He looked up at me, and looked as if he was trying to remember. "I think in a few days. But, I know you'll be safe here." He smiled. I furrowed my eyebrows. "What do you mean I'm safe here? They didn't get Grayson?!" Anger flooded through me, as well as panic. "Look. I know you're gonna be mad-" I cut him off. "Of course I'm mad! I'm mad and terrified that I'm going to be attacked again!" Ethan flinched at my sudden yelling. "Where is he?" I gritted my teeth. "He took a plane to Texas." He whispered. It was faint, but I could still hear what he said. I glared at him, as he stared at the floor, fumbling with his fingers. I can't believe this. He let a killer go. He let a killer escape from something that he deserves.

"I can't believe you." Not only did he let Grayson go, but he also put me in danger. I know Grayson is still going to come after me. "I'm sorry. I just didn't want to see my brother behind bars. If he did go to jail, he would be locked up for life. Possibly be sentenced to death. I don't think he should. He still has a whole life ahead of him. I want him to enjoy his life." He smiled. How could he even smile at a time like this. A murderer is on the loose! "Can you get out? I'd like to me alone." I spat. His smile fell, and so did his head. I can't be in the same room with him right now. "Yeah. I'll be in the waiting room." He got up and slowly made his way to the door. "I'm sorry, Leila. But no matter what. I will always be there for my brother. He's the only family I have." And with that, he left.

My entire life before the kidnapping, it was fine. Not the best life, but it was better than nothing. I got to have fun, I didn't really have to worry about anything that much. I had a family. But now, I don't. I miss my mom. I miss my dad.

So, I spent my day crying and talking to the doctor. Ethan would come up every few hours to check up on me. I didn't really care. I was still kinda mad. But it is his brother. At least he's always gonna be there for him. But it's just Grayson isn't gonna change. He's still gonna come after me. He's gonna try to kill me. What if he does? Ethan's just going to try to hide Grayson. But Grayson can't hide forever.

***

Two days.

I've been here for two days. In this crappy hospital that has crappy food. All I want is tacos. Good tacos. Not the great value brand, Taco Bell brand. I would ask Ethan but he's just been staying in the waiting room. Yesterday he only came in once. I'm literally praying that he will come in soon. By soon I mean like right now. But that's a miracle to happen.

So entertaining myself was really a challenge. I would ask for a stack of useless papers, fold them into paper airplanes. That got old real quick. I flipped through non-existent channels, settled on spongebob, but that was soon over. Soon enough, I decided that sleep was my answer. That got tiring after 5 naps.

I heard the door open, and hoped oh so much that it was Ethan. But no. It just had to be the nurse. "Here's your daily lunch miss James. I have some mashed potatoes, beef steak, green beans and some milk. Enjoy." She smiled, setting the tray on a table next to me. "Thank you. Um do you know if Ethan Dolan is in the waiting room right now?" I had to have a taco. Today's lunch was literally barf. It's not good.

"Um, I can check, do you want to talk to him?" I nodded my head, as she left the room. Yes. I mentally screamed of joy in my head. Finally. Something outside of this cruel world. I'm suppose to leave later today, but I just can't wait.

Ethan is literally taking his time. I should have told the nurse to tell him it was urgent or an emergency. It might have made him walk faster. Considering I'm in a hospital, he might think that I'll be doing perfectly fine. But this guy has no idea how much I need civilization. I'm pretty sure I would talk to a complete stranger by now. And it's only been two days. Just imagine if there was like an apocalypse or something.

"You wanted me?" My mood suddenly boosted up a tiny bit as I heard the best voice, and the best person in the world.

And that person, followed by voice, is going to get me some tacos.

"Oh my god, thank goodness you're here." His eyes seemed to light up a bit. Not for long. "Can you go get me some tacos?" And just as I predicted, his happy face, turned into a are-you-kidding-me look. I bit the side of my cheek as I tried to keep in a laugh.

"Fine. On one condition." Oh god. I stayed silent for him to continue. "You are no longer mad at me." Now my mood is gone. "It's not that simple you know." I mumbled. It's really hard for me to get over something that was really serious and just pretend that it never happened. "I know. But can we at least put it beside us?"

"Sure." I sighed. If it would go faster so I could get me tacos. "Now will you please go get me tacos?" He chuckled, and looked beside me. "But you already have food." He frowned.

"You really think I would eat hospital food instead of tacos?" I raised my eyebrows. "What hospital food?" He joked. "Alright. I'll be back." He chuckled. Well it's about time sloth. "Please hurry." I whined, watching him walk out of the room.

Tacos, I will be the death of you.