Dolan Twins Imagines

Imagine #41: You Die- Ethan

Today's the day. Ethan's finally coming home after being away on tour. You haven't seen him in six months. You were beyond excited. You spent the whole day cleaning your's and Ethan's house and making dinner. You wanted tonight to be a night to remember. 

Ethan was supposed to be coming home at 6pm and it was already 5pm. You had bought a beautiful tight red dress for tonight and still hadn't put it on. You heard the front door open and your heart started to race. He's early. You ran to your bedroom trying to get the dress on in time. You were clearly too late because your bedroom door swung open just as you were stepping out of your pants. You decided to go with it and walk out of the closet in just your bra and panties- they were sexy after all. As you stepped out of the closet to greet Ethan, a sharp, cold object pierced into your abdomen. Shocked you looked up to see a tall man dressed in all black with a ski mask over his face. He pulled out the knife and you placed your hands over the wound. You collapsed to the ground and your vision started to blur. You saw the man come towards you and your vision went blank. 

You woke up with a sharp pain in abdomen. You opened your eyes slowly, letting your eyes adjust. You were still in your bedroom. You were tied against the desk chair. The man was no longer in the room but you could hear drawers being opened and closed downstairs. You looked down at your wound. There was blood everywhere. You were getting weak. You knew if you wanted to survive, you had to act fast. You scanned the room, looking for something in your reach that could set your free. You then remembered you had a letter opener in your desk drawer. You carefully inched the chair towards the desk, trying not the make any noise. You turned around so your hands could reach the drawer handle. You pulled it slowly and felt around for the sharp blade of the opener. You felt something prick your finger and you knew you found it. You pulled it out and started sawing at the rope around your wrists. It was harder than you thought but in a couple of minutes, you managed to cut it loose. You then cut the rope around your ankles which took no time at all. You stood up and immediately felt dizzy. You clutched your stomach and leaned against the wall. Your shoulder made a loud bang when it hit the wall and you knew the intruder could hear it. You heard him coming up the stairs. You grabbed the paperweight off your desk and waited for him beside the doorway. He walked in and you struck him in the head. He swore and looked at you with more anger in your eyes than you've ever seen before. You started to run but you were so weak that he caught up in no time. You were at the top of the stairs when you turned around to see the man bring the knife up and down, aiming for your chest. You fell to the right to try and dodge it but it went into your arm instead. You fell down the stairs. You tried getting up but you were too weak. You could see the front door. You started to crawl  towards the door, desperate to try and escape. You were only a couple meters away when the man caught up. He brought the blade into your back. Causing you to fall to the ground. You could no longer feel your legs. You tried dragging your body but it was no use. The man kept stabbing you until you could no longer move. You felt the man get up. He walked away, back into the living room. You heard rustling and then you heard jazz music starting to play. It got louder and louder and your vision began to blur. You saw the man walk around you. He knelt down and took off his mask. He looked at you with a smirk, waved goodbye, and then walked out of the house.

Ethan's POV

I pulled into our driveway and hoped out of the car. I didn't even bother getting my luggage from the trunk- that could wait. I just wanted to see Y/N. The lights were on and I could hear jazz music playing from inside. I ran to the front door and swung it open. "Y/N, I'm ho-!" I noticed Y/N in just her underwear lying on the floor, "Y/N?"

She didn't move. I ran over to her and noticed stab wounds all over her back. I turned her body over and found more stab wounds on her abdomen. She was still breathing. "Oh my god. Y/N! Y/N! Wake up! No, no, no, no, no. This can't be happening. Wake up, Y/N! Please, Y/N, I need you!"

I called 9-1-1 and held Y/N's limp body in my arms as I waited. "Ethan?" she said quietly. 

I turned to her quickly and noticed her head moving slightly and her eyes trying to stay open. I could hear the pain her voice. "Y/N! Oh thank god you're alive. Stay with me okay? You can do this I know you can. Help is on the way," I said desperately.

"It hurts, Ethan," she said crying.

"I know, Y/N, I know. But you can do this. You're strong," I said even though I was talking more to myself. I knew she probably wasn't going to make it but I had to be strong for her. 

She shook her head slowly. "I love you, Ethan," she said. 

I took her hand in mine and looked into her eyes. Tears streamed down my face harder. "I love you too, Y/N."

I knew she didn't have much time left. She couldn't fight for much longer. She closed her eyes and her breathing began to slow down. I placed my head on her chest and closed my eyes as I listened to her heart beat. I stayed there, embracing the few seconds I had left with her. Her  heart stopped just as I heard the sirens coming down the street. I kissed her forehead and looked at her face one last time. "Goodbye, Y/N."

I looked at her beautiful face and prayed for a miracle. I can't survive without her. She's my whole world. 

When the paramedics came, they immediately took Y/N from my arms no matter how hard I refused. They placed her on a stretcher and put a body bag overtop. They kept saying things in codes that I didn't understand. When they put her in the ambulance, I wasn't allowed to go with them. I had to stay back to answer questions.

The police quickly realized I didn't know what happened and that I wasn't in the right state of mind to answer their questions. They left and it was just me in the house, sitting next to the massive pool of blood Y/N left behind. I stared at the blood as tears blurred my vision. How could she be gone? Who would do this to her? Tears streamed down my face as I got up and walked into the kitchen. There I noticed the surprise Y/N had prepared for me. There was a beautifully set table with candles and rose petals and there were two plates on the kitchen counter along with pots and pans filled with food on the stove. The tears started to flow harder as the anger built up inside me. I picked up one of the plates and threw it across the room. I threw the other plate and then the pots and pans. I flipped the table and everything fell onto the ground. Before I knew it, the entire house was a mess. I stepped back and looked at the destruction I caused. I couldn't live without her. I went into my office and opened the drawer holding the gun I kept in case of emergencies. I took it back to the front hall and sat down next to Y/N's pile of blood. 

"See you soon," I whispered and placed the gun to my temple and placed my finger on the trigger, "I love you."