Kidnapped by the Dolan twins

I could care less

Ethan's pov

As I walked through the many cells of monsters, I wondered who was here to see me. Could it be Leila? Had she found me? Was it Gabriela? She said she was only going to be gone for a week. Maybe she's worried?

"Right in there." The guard pointed me to a seat, where there was a glass window and a phone to communicate. I began to get a little nervous. I knew Leila was in trouble the night I got here. Was she okay? Was she hurt?

A bell went off, and then suddenly, the door opened. I'm too young to know any of this. Way too young.

As the person that had been taking forever to walk in, everything around me disappeared, and I felt my pupils go big as my eyes widened. I was speechless. I couldn't believe the day had come.

It was Cameron. My sister.

"Ethan?" I felt tears come to my eyes as I slammed my hands against the glass wall that separated us. "Cameron?! Cameron!" I yelled as she ran to the seat in front of me, tears already coming down her cheeks. I wanted to hug her so bad. I wish I could just break the glass and hug her. I don't care what happens after that. It's been so many years since I've seen my sister and the first time that I do, I can't touch her?

"Ethan what are you doing here?" I could see pain in her eyes. She didn't want to think the worst but she couldn't help it. "Grayson. Scott. They set me up. Everybody here thinks I'm Grayson." I ran a hand through my messy hair, and continued to look at her. "How are you? Ho-how have you been?" She looked at me as if I was joking. "Well lets see I've been forced to continue my life without my only siblings and pretend that everything was okay. I've been perfect!" She fake smiled. I could tell she had been crying maybe an hour ago.

"I'm sorry." I looked down, ashamed of myself. "No, Ethan. It's not your fault." I shook my head and looked at her with pain in my eyes. "It is. It's my fault. I knew where we were. I could have left thousands of times." I looked back down, a few tears come down my cheeks.

"You were scared. You were just a little kid. You didn't know what would happen. It's not your fault, Ethan." It's nice to have someone call me by my actual name.

"Where's mom and dad?" Even though I was in jail, I felt at home, knowing that Cameron never forgot about me. "They're at a hotel in town. They don't know that you're here, though." My eyes shot up at her. "Don't worry, I'm going to tell them within two days. I'm just, thinking of a way to tell them without having them cry. That's all mom has been doing ever since she found out that her kids could be alive." I nodded in understanding. "Have you found Grayson?" Right when I said Grayson, she seemed to flinch. Pain washed over her. I could see her eyes as she was replaying a memory that wasn't so nice.

"Grayson, he um. He's a..." She was hiding something. "Cameron? What is it?" I could tell she didn't want to say it, but I am going to get it out of her. "He's. dead." My eyes went wide, as she said those two words. No. no no no. This can't be happening. I started to freak out, breathing heavily.

Slouching in my seat, I grabbed my head, squinting my eyes. "No. no. No. this ruins everything!" Memories from when me and Grayson were happy with each other came to my mind. Not only was I upset that this doesn't help my case, but it really upsets me because my twin brother is dead. I brought my legs to my chest, and screamed, squeezing my head. "STOP!" I kept yelling. The images of him kept replaying and I couldn't stop it. I tried to think of something else, but every time I did, Grayson would pop back up.

I felt guards grab my arms, as they pulled me up to my feet. My legs were not going to help me stand up, so they held me up. I heard mumbles of them talking, but my screaming kept getting louder and louder. I wanted my brother back. I could care less right now if he hated me.
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