easy | e. dolan

9. - "ethan"

it's been weeks since the twins have been born, and the day of sean's death.

james hasn't come over at all in those two weeks, ever since the incident.

ethan and i had our first date since that day, and we've gone on four other dates.

every now and then, i open up to ethan about my brother, or brothers. grayson, cameron, and i have a hangout day today.

we were going to the santa monica pier, and it left me very excited.

this morning i woke up and went to work. it's been a relaxing day, is all i can say.

i'm also interning at a new company, different to the one i work at now.

unlocking the door to my apartment, albie comes running from the couch out of aidan's arms.

aidan's eyes seemed to calm down after what james had done to him.

"hey, big brother!" i completely ignored albie and ran into aidan's arms.

"i missed you, aviana."

"ahem, i'm still here too." brian's voice interrupted our hug as i let go. i gave brian a huge smile, and jumped into if the couch next to him.

"hey, b lamont." i said before hugging him. aidan had a black left eye and bruised right knuckles.

"so, how are the babies?" i asked, letting go of the hug.

"well, brynn has blue eyes and light brown hair. christian, though, has darker blue eyes and darker brown hair." brian states. he has truly become a great father.

"aww. well, boys, i'm getting ready." i said whilst standing up.

"where you going?" brian furrowed his eyebrows and clenched his jaw.

"chill, i'm just going to the pier with grayson and cameron." i tried to relax brian, and it did.

brian has been way too protective ever since the incident with james that happened.

"who's grayson?" aidan snapped, crossing his arms.

"grayson is ethan's twin brother. you remember ethan, right?" i asked.

"well, who's cameron?" they asked at the same time.

"she's their sister."

"how old are they?" aidan asked.

"grayson is 21 and cameron is 23." i rolled my eyes.

"okay. go have fun." brian and aidan smiled. i smiled in return and ran off to my room.

i changed out of my jumper from work and into some light blue ripped jeans. i slowly let my white flowy blouse fall onto my tan skin. it revealed my chest and the sleeve started at my shoulders.

i slipped on my black and white high top vans and put on a natural look for my makeup; eyebrows, mascara, foundation, and a light pink lipgloss.

i grabbed my phone and brought a twenty dollar bill.

"well, well, well. look what we have here." walking out of the living room, there he was. leather jacket on, white t shirt under, and light blue jeans on. black combat boots.

his dark black hair was messy, and it sweeped  to the side. his pale skin seems more tan today, and his crystal blue eyes were shining.

he truly disgusted me. his smirk was a lot more ugly then it was before. fuck, it was ian.

"a twenty-one year old girl that's going out with friends." i responded confidently.

"you look beautiful." ian smirked even wider. i truly hated it and him.

"sure, i do." i rolled my eyes as i walked towards my couch where my purse was.

as i reached for my wallet, i felt his hand wrap around my wrist.

"where do you think you're going?" he asked. i released from his grip and shoved him away from me.

"don't. fucking. touch. me." i spoke as i gritted my teeth. he scoffed.

"who said you could talk to me like that?" ian chuckled.

"i don't have time for this." i said in annoyance and walked into the kitchen.

"aidan, what the fuck is he doing here?" i asked him.

"well, he's here with-"

"aviana," a voice starts. "how you doing, whore?" i turned to see james, the bad brother.

"really, james? why would you bring him here? why are you even here?" i half said, and half shouted.

"i just wanted to check up on my baby sister." he chuckled. ian and james took
a step towards me.

"stay away from me." i put my hand out and took steps behind me as they kept walking towards me.

i eventually bumped into the wall; completely trapped.

"please, avi, respect your older brother." he spoke into my ear.

"a-aidan? b-brian? where are you?" they didn't respond. my chest started breathing heavily, pumping up and down.

"shush, baby. you're older brothers can't help you now." ian says. my knees trembled, my body shook in fear.

monsters. they're monsters.

"what do you want from me?" i managed to get out.

"you." ian replied. then it hit me.

"just think, aviana. just think about me, and i'll have a signal. watch it'll happen." ethan's voice ran through my ears. so i closed my eyes, and thought.

ethan. please, ethan.

"ethan. i want ethan." a tear quickly ran down my cheek. ian and james looked at each other in confusion.

"please, i just need ethan." i said to myself.

then, it flashes in between my eyes. ian slapped me across the face.

"shut the fuck up about ethan! he's not going to save you, doll face!" he yelled before punching me in the rib.

i groaned in pain, before saying one last time, "e-ethan, please help me."
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ethan's pov;
her voice ran through my ears, "ethan. please, he's hurting me."

the smile on my face faded from my laughs with grayson and cameron when i heard her.

aviana.

"i have to go!" i yelled before running out of the living room, out of the apartment, down the hall, in front of her apartment.

"aviana! where are you, baby!" i yelled, punching on the door. i heard cries and loud bangs and loud laughs.

no. my baby.

"what's happening?!" i kicked and punched the door, wanting for her to be okay.