We all sat quietly at the dinner table. This was our first meal together. Like, the full family. It was awkward, that's for sure. Our silverware clinked against our plates as we ate. Ethan stared straight down the whole time, fiddling with his pasta. Mrs. Dolan finally broke the silence.
"How was your first day of school here, Allison?" he asked with a cheesy smile on her face.
I looked up from my plate."Uh, fine. Thank you." I looked back down at my food. I recapped on everything that happened today. It's only been a day. And already so much has happened.
"That's nice. Make any friends?" she asked again.
I wasn't in the mood for a conversation right now. But I also didn't want to be rude. I though about Austin. Was he a friend? No, I couldn't count that. Some girl asked me where I got my shoes from today. But I don't think that really counts.
"Um, not really." I sad, frowning.
"Its okay, honey. You'll meet some friends very soon." she assured me.
I tried not to find my self in serious relationships since I was put into foster care. Not with boyfriends, not with bestfriends. I was moved around so much, so I found it easier to break away from homes if there wasn't anyone I cared about to leave behind. It made the process much easier.
I nodded. Followed by more silence. Ethan put his fork down on his dish and stood up. I could tell he didn't want to be here.
"I'm need to shower." he said, grunting as he stood up.
"Dear, can you just stay a little longer. We're having dinner. It's only 7." Mrs. Dolan asked softly.
"No." He hissed, clenching his jaw and walking towards the stairs.
"Dude chill. Just sit down." Grayson said.
"Dude, how about you shut the fuck up?" Ethan snapped back.
"Ethan Dolan!" his dad yelled sternly. "You sit down and listen to your mother."
"Why, so she can kiss her ass a little more?" he said, gesturing at me. I gulped.
"You need to get over it Ethan! Don't take it out on her, she did nothing wrong. All your doing is scaring her away." Grayson snapped.
I felt hot tears start to form in my eyes. All this fighting, all this yelling and arguing. It was all because of me. All I do is cause people problems. That's all I'm good for.
I excused myself from the table and rushed to the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I leaned my head towards the counter and started to cry. I shriveled down to the floor and pushed myself into the corner. I rubbed mascara from under my eyes that caught my tears. I heard knocking on the door.
"Ally?"
It was Grayson. I wiped my tears as much as possible.
"Hello?" I sniffled.
"Are you okay?"
I unlocked the door. He came in and sat down next to me. "I'm really sorry about Ethan. He won't last like this. I promise, he's an amazing person. He's just going through a stage. He does this sometimes. He grasps onto something and doesn't let go for a few days. His life revolves around the problem for that time. And then it passes. I promise it will."
My head was pounding. Nothing seemed to make sense. I just wanted to be alone.
"I think i'm gonna take a shower" was all I managed to say.
"Okay, and my mom has guest room ready upstairs when you want to go to bed. She put some clothes in there for you too." He said.
"Thank you." I said and shuffled upstairs to shower and go to bed. I was in bed at early at 9, but I couldn't manage to fall asleep until 2 a.m. There was just too much on my mind.
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Foster Love (An Ethan and Grayson Dolan Fanfiction)
FanficAllison Miller was placed into Foster Care at age 12 after her dad was killed in a car crash and her mom committed suicide due to bereavement-related depression. Ally has been moved from house to house, but when she is placed in the Dolan household...