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e l e v e n - G.D.

tw: blood !
"Ethan, stop, I'm driving," I said as I pushed Ethan's hand away from the steering wheel. He was completely drunk.

"C'mon Gray, let me have a little fun," He slurred. I shook my head, still keeping my eyes on the road. The roads were clear for once so I kept a steady speed. He placed his hand on my shoulder. I let him leave it there until he started shaking it, causing me to shake the wheel, making the car swerve.

"Ethan!" I yelled as I almost hit a lamppost. I turned my head a bit and glared at him. I kept driving as Ethan slumped back in his chair.

"So how are you and Ariana?" I ask him after a small pause. He shrugs his shoulders.

"I really like her...like a lot. She's sweet and she's gorgeous. And I'm pretty sure she won't cheat on me. How are you and Emily?" He replied.

A small smile grew on my face as I thought of her.

"We're great. She's perfect and I'm so glad she finally broke up with that idiot Matt," I said.

"Yeah, he was a douche for cheating on her. You know, him and Meredith would make a good couple," He muttered the last sentence under his breath.

I giggled a bit, even though Meredith really hurt Ethan. "Sorry about her, E," I said.

He sits up a bit and shrugs his shoulders. "It's fine," He tells me.

I peer out at the people walking on the street. I look at them and wonder what must be so urgent that they're walking in the freezing cold at two in the morning. My mind starts to roam and I start to think about Emily and I crack a small smile because she's the best thing that's happened to me. She never fails to make me smile and I know I can count on her.

Suddenly, Ethan took his seatbelt off, snapping me out of my thoughts. I groaned as I turned to look at him.

"Ethan, put your seatbelt back—"

"Gray, look!" He said before I turned my head too late.

I didn't even have time to say anything before an incoming taxi smashed into the left side of the car, throwing us back and making us ram into a sign pole. Glass shattered everywhere and all I could hear besides a scream was the bending of metal and the sound of bones being crushed. I shut my eyes as tight as I could and held on to Ethan. When I felt we were no longer being pushed any farther, I opened my eyes. I glanced over at Ethan, who was unconscious. I put a hand to my forehead and felt something wet on it.

Blood.

I sighed and looked around me. Ethan not only had a piece of glass stuck in his leg, but a bone in his arm was exposed and he was halfway out the front window. I covered my mouth with my hand as I looked at myself as well. My legs had cuts all over them and a piece of glass was stuck in my leg too. I swallowed hard and wrapped my hand around the shard of glass. I took a deep breath in. As soon as I breathed out, I quickly pulled out the piece of glass and threw it out the shattered window, screaming in pain.

I pushed open the door with all my might and barely got out of the car. I looked at the taxi, which was flipped upside down. I put both my hands behind my head and stood in shock. There was steam coming out of the taxi.

I pulled out my phone from my pocket and dialed 911. After one ring someone picked up.

"911, what is your emergency?"

"H-Hi, I was in an accident and this taxi came ramming into us and my brothers unconscious and the c-car is totally..."

"Sir, calm down. You'll be okay. What happened to the other car?"

"It's completely flipped over. I'm at the intersection of Bleeker and West Fifth. Please send someone as quick as you can," I said.

"Okay, sir. Your name?"

"Grayson. Grayson Dolan."

"Okay Mr. Dolan, I just want to let you know that you and your brother will be okay and we're sending an ambulance and police officers your way," The female receiver spoke.

"Okay. Thanks, ma'am," I said and hung up. I shoved my phone back into my pocket and rushed towards the car.

"Ethan!" I scream as I try to shake Ethan awake. He stirs a bit but doesn't wake up. I put two fingers up to his neck and feel a wave of relief as I feel a pulse.

A tear falls down from my eye and I don't bother to wipe it away. Ethan is in the worst condition he's ever been in his life. He looks like he might've broken a few bones and he has scrapes all over him.

Suddenly I feel a stream of something trickling down my leg. It's blood, and a lot of it. I start to feel lightheaded because of the amount of blood I've probably lost and I lean against the car door.

That's all I remembered before I passed out.

-

"I need two pints of O-Neg, stat!" Someone's loud commands wake me up. I look around me and see doctors and nurses above me. The harsh lights of the room cause me to lift my hand over my eyes.

"Mr. Dolan, can you hear me?" A nurse asks. I try to speak but my mouth is dried out. I nod my head.

"Where's my brother?" I ask hoarsely. The nurse's expression changes slightly, causing my heart to beat a little faster.

"He's in the ICU, he suffered a lot of trauma and we removed whatever piece of glass or metal that was in him in surgery," She said.

I felt my heart drop into my stomach.

"I need to see him," I told her. She shook her head as a doctor placed another layer of gauze on my leg and wrapped it. "You need to stay resting and so does your brother," She said.

I shook my head repeatedly. "No. I have to see him. He's the closest person to me in my life! You do not understand," I told her. I would beg on my knees if I had to.

She shook her head again.

"If you want, I can get you two a shared room but that's as close you'll get to him," She told me. I nodded my head. "Please. Thank you, ma'am," I replied.

-

After I woke up from a troubling sleep, I peered over at Ethan behind the curtain, as he was in the bed next to me. The nurse put us in a shared room after seeing how I couldn't live without him.

He was sleeping and had a cast on his arm and leg. The doctors said he would be fine and he would have to be on bed rest for a while.

Suddenly, I heard the door bust open.

"Grayson!"