Greyson's POV
The first time I called him, it went to voicemail. The second time I called him, it was like he declined the call. The third time I called him, it went straight to voicemail.
What the hell?
I decide to call Desiree. She picks up.
"Why'd you call me?"
"Hello to you too" I joke
"Oh I thought you were someone else"
"Okay? Anyways what's your brother doing?"
"Seriously?"
"What? He's not answering me, and I don't have Delilah's number so I called you"
"He's in his room, I don't know what he's doing come over. Check on him, moms at..John's..ugh I could kill him!"
"Calm down..and yes I know what happened..I'm sorry"
"Don't say sorry..moms has been saying it since last night"
"Okay..well I'm on my way"
"Doors unlocked..bye" she hangs up
I get up out of bed, and walk out my door to see my brother standing there.
"What?" I ask
"Where you going?"
"Damien's" I say walking down the stairs
"You do a lot with him" I put on shoes on
I open the front door.
"Maybe because I like doing things with him" I close the door behind me and walk down the walkway
I stop at the edge of the road, look both ways then cross. I walk up Damien's walkway, and open the door closing it behind me. I walk upstairs and go into Desiree's room.
"Hey"
"Hi.." she's typing something on her laptop
"What are you doing?"
"You're here to see Damien..now go see him"
"Okay! God!"
I walk out of her room, and knock on Damien's door. No answer. I open the door, him no where to be seen.
I walk over to his bathroom door, and turn the door knob opening the door to see horrifying sight.
Damien on the floor, blood seeping from his wrists, pale. Just laying there.
I fall to the floor, tears in my eyes.
"D-Desiree c-come h-here!" I call
"What do you wa...oh my god"
"Do something...Desiree do something!"
"Okay I'm going!" She rushes off somewhere
I pick Damien up in my arms, and run my hand gently across his face.
"I called 911, they sent an ambulance"
I nod. He's just barely breathing. Then Delilah comes in.
"Delilah get out" Desiree says
"Damien..."
"Delilah look at me, go downstairs and wait for me understand"
"Y-yeah.." she runs downstairs
"Greyson.."
"I'm fine"
"But Greyson.."
"I said I'm fine.."
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Shattered Glass✔️
Teen FictionOkay I get that this is the finished one, you may read it yes. But please read the rewrite as well. You'll get a better story line out of it!
