Living With The Dolans// Dolan Twins Fanfic

Chapter 6- Death Brings Fear To Even The Strongest

"We have to go…" Gray says standing up off the ground.

"What? What do you mean? Where?" You say trying to slow him down but he doesn't stop even for a second.

His eyes are glassy and his face is pale you have never seen Grayson like this before. He always seems so happy and full of joy. Something was seriously wrong.

"Gray!?" You yell. No response, he drags you by the arm to the car.

"Get in, we have to hurry." He says climbing into the drivers seat. You get in the passengers seat along side him.

"Ok Grayson I'm in the car whats wrong with Ethan?" You ask frantically. He still doesn't respond, his eyes are staring at the road, focusing on every turn and every signal. You can't stop staring at him in awe at the difference his face is from earlier this morning to now.

His eyes are cold and dark like when a storm cloud is casting over the suns beautiful rays. Your eyes start watering up at how stone cold his expression was.

"Grayson…please." You whimper quietly.
Still no response. In the distance you see the hospital, you follow his gaze and that's where it was landed.

"Oh God...Ethan." You say tears falling down your face. Grayson pulls into the parking lot and parks the car.

"Lets go…NOW." He yells, you hear the hurt and loss in his words. You get out of the car after him.
You walk up to the security desk and see a kind lady smiling at both of you, you have no strength to smile back.

"Welcome, who are you here to see?" The lady asks politly.

"Uhm Ethan Dolan, what room is he in?" You say before Gray can open his mouth. Her smile turns into a frown and that same cloud casts over her eyes as it did to Grayson's earlier, which still lingers in the air like a summer haze.

She hesitates. "Where the Fuck is my brother!" Grayson says slamming his fist on the counter. The receptionist jumps at the loud noise.

"H-he's in room 415… but I'm afraid he is in very poor condition." She says frightened.

"Thank you." You say running after Grayson as he is already almost in the elevator.

"Grayson hes going to be okay." You say trying to calm him down.

"Shut up. You don't know that." He says his fingers constantly moving anxiously. He punches the elevator wall.

"Can't this fucking thing go any faster!?" He yells.
You start to get scared, fear has grown over Grayson and it has turned him into a monster, you never know when he is going to burst so you decide to stay silent until we get to the room. The elevator door opened and Grayson ran out as fast as he could you jogged to keep up with him. You both reach the hospital room where Ethan is being kept. You get stopped by a doctor.

"Woah, I am sorry but Ethan is in no condition for visitors at the moment." Dr. McFarlane said. You cringe as Grayson pushes him aside and enters the room.

"I'm sorry they are twins, they're best friends, they are all each other have." You say following Gray.

You entered the room and Ethan was in worse shape than you expected. His head was bleeding his shirt was off because he had a large cast wrapped around his ribs. His forehead was gashed up, purple and red, and very swollen. His left eye was so purple and swollen that you couldn't even make out that there was an eye there. His left arm was in a purple cast, and his whole left side had burn marks on it. You start crying tears just streaming down your face. His eyes were closed and the doctor said he was on life support at this point in time.

"Ethan…speak to me. Please…" Grayson said whimpering. His eyes had waterfalls spewing from them, and his hands were shaking like leaves hanging on during winter. Just then the doctor came in and explained his situation.

"We got the 911 call about 30 minutes ago saying that a car, Ethan's car, had rolled off the highway, there was an oncoming car in the middle of the highway and we had reason to believe that Ethan was distracted and could not get out of the way in time. In order to not collide he had to swerve which in turn made another car t-bone him and ran him off the road. Right now we put him on life support which is what is keeping him alive right now. We have reason to believe he is in a coma right now but when he goes into surgery tomorrow he should be able to recover and wake up from his coma but that unfortunately will take about 2 to 3 months…" The doctor also told you and Gray more information on Ethan, but all you could focus on was the fact that he said "We have reason to believe he was distracted."

You look at your phone and go to Ethans text message… 32 Minutes ago.

Your heart sinks to your gut and you run out of the room, into the public restroom, bust through a stall and start crying. Your sobbing hysterically, your hands shake so much you can't even hold your phone anymore, it drops and the screen shatters. You slide your back down the wall, until you reached the floor, crying screaming, "Its all my fault, its all my fault."

Grayson seemed to have snapped out of his phase and came to find you.

"Y/N come out of the stall." You hear faintly.

"ITS MY FAULT!" You yell.

"Nothing is your fault!" Gray says back.

You don't listen, you are hysterical right now, you cannot stop crying and your voice is like a broken record, you just keep repeating "Its all my fault, its all my fault." Soon you run out of tears, and you start banging the back of your head against the stall.
Bang. Bang. Bang. "Its all my fault." You mumble. Then repeat. Over and over again.

Grayson climbs underneath the stall and unlocks the door, he grabs your phone and slides it into his pocket, then carefully lifts you up and carries you into Ethan's room where he lays down with you on top of him. You don't resist but you stare at Ethan laying silently in his coma, that you keep telling yourself you put him in, eventually your eyes become droopy and you fall asleep on Grayson's chest.