lies//ethan dolan

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trigger warning

-lily-

"Ok... I'm sorry. WHAT!" I start breathing heavy. no.no.no.no. We can't do that. SHE can't do that. After all, that happened.

I start breathing heavy after the words left her mouth.

-a few seconds ago-

your mum is remarrying your father. I need to help with the details.

Grandma! He is nowhere near a fatherly figure. Can't you see what he did? I point to my face. He left PHYSICAL and MENTAL damage to me! 

It's not my choice! Your mother bailed him out! Not me!

-now-

I gulp, "I-uh- I need some air." I rush to my room and grab my phone, Jacobs sweatshirt, I sprayed it with his favourite cologne, and I put a razor between my phone and phone case. 

I head downstairs and give my grandma a scowl before running out of the house.

I run down the busy road, crossing streets and almost getting run over. But I don't care. I don't know where I'm heading but I need to leave before my anxiety worsens.

As I was viewing people in the car- bad habits - I notice Ethan and Grayson  

"fuck" I mumble as I run faster. 

As I continue running I notice less and fewer cars passing and I start to not recognize where I am. Well, that I know of. Since I moved like 4-5 days ago. I see a little petrol station and head near it.

"Welcome, anything I can help you with ma'am?" I am greeted by the petrol worker immediately. She pretty short I guess, like 4'7, bleach blonde frizzy hair, wrinkles, and makeup that is smeared and blotchy. I mentally cringe and pity her. 

"Erm- yeah," I started, I notice her eyes widen with my voice, "I was wond'ring where the closest meadow is?" I question, I'm not sure how to say it or anything.

"oh yeah! Down south and turn right at the corner." She smiles.

"o-okay, yeah."

"no problem, lovely!" I swear she's way too enthusiastic.

I leave the petrol station, '7/11', and my stomach starts rumbling.

"ugh dammit, I should've brought pounds. [A/N Europe dollars. £]

you don't need food anyway fatass

I shake the thoughts out of my head and run towards the meadow. Once I make it I head near a single tree and crouch and sit down.

you lied mum

-1 year ago-

I watch that thing I called my father get put in the cop car. I'm crying as I hold the open wound near my eyebrow. My 'father' was putting a struggle because he wanted to 'finish me'. Luckily, mum called the police before it gotten worse. 

The paramedics rush over to me and bring me to the hospital.

-hospital-

"This is going to heal fine. But it's going to scar. As the wound on your neck, that will heal s'well, but the scar will be noticeable, because of where it got you and how deep it was. Luck'ly, didn't cut open your throat, or you wouldn't be here." The doctor gives a light chuckle followed by a smile. "You'll be able to leave tomorrow morning. You should rest.The investigators will be here soon so you can give statements." After that, he heads out the room.