Hostage//Dolan Twins 👀

Trouble ⚡️//Chp.2

Grayson's POV
The entire day today, I couldn't focus...she always answers....always. I know I shouldn't be freaking out but she means so much to me and I can't help but worry.
*Its after school and you go find Ethan*

Gray: Hey E, you ready to go check on y/n?
Ethan: Omg I totally forgot about that..can we go check tomorrow? I have a LOT of homework to do.
Gray: Um..No u said after school
E: I know but I have so much to do.
Gray: Ethan you- you know what..fine, I'll go by myself.

I went down the block and I showed up in front of y/n house. I knocked on the front door and waited a while, no answer. 2 minutes passed so I knocked again. No answer. 3 times. 4 times. 5 times. 10 times. No answer. That's when I really started to get worried. I walked around the sides of the house and looked through a window. Things were thrown EVERYWHERE. Pots, pans, makeup, pillows, furniture..it was destroyed. I found a window and kicked it as hard as I could. As it shattered I climbed through. Once I was inside I started yelling y/n's name. "Y/N" I screamed at the top of my lung. No answer. I ran room to room throwing things everywhere. Yelling internally hoping to find her. I ran past the bathroom but then slowly looked back in...3 small drops of blood were on the tile floor...it wasn't a lot but it scared me even more. With my heart racing because I couldn't find her I walked into the living room. The couch we were smiling and laughing on yesterday was there. Thrown across the room. I pushed my back up against a wall and tried to hold in tears. I couldn't handle everything that was going through my mind so I turned around and punched the wall with all I had. I left a hole in the wall with my knuckles cut open and bleeding. I once again pushed my back against the wall. After about 10 seconds I broke down crying. Remembering the smile on her beautiful face and the lust in her eyes the day before when we were sitting on the couch. I re-read the last text she sent me..."Grayson"-12:47am. Then it hit me. I should've told her how I felt. I should've told her that I loved her.