The Broken ~ Grayson Dolan / Dolan twins

Chapter Eight

Jesslyn's POV:

I walked outside for a night smoke to calm my nerves. Life was currently pretty shitty and the only thing keeping me sane was the letters from the Broken boy.

I wore my signature black hoodie and walked out into the garden, as I was walking I heard some noise coming from the mailbox so I turned to it to find nothing but a piece of paper on the floor. I walked closer towards it and saw a letter which was sent to me.

I weakly smiled before picking it up and rushing back in ready to read what he wrote to me this time.

I raced up the stairs and locked the door before ripping the letter open and finding a long letter.

Hey Broken Girl,

After reading your letter I decided that it was only fair that I shared my story too so we could help each other together.

My name is Grayson, I had a good life. A family, a home that I looked forward to entering every day, friends I could hang out with... But that all changed during that day.

I walked into my house with my brother smiling and goofing around until we heard the car engine sputter, we looked at each other confused before running into the garage to find our mother inside, dead.

I didn't understand why she did it, she didn't leave a note or any clues behind. All that was left of her was that photo I hid underneath my bed.

I coped the way people usually did, I only saw red during the first month screaming at people telling them that she was still alive. But after the first month left and we had her funeral it all sunk down, she was gone.

I wasn't the only one suffering yet it seemed to me that it did, my brother and dad detached themselves from me and coped together leaving me to suffer on my own.

To make matters even worse I walked back from school a few months later to find Ethan on the floor with red eyes and a note in his hands, his eyes weren't red from crying. They were red with anger.

On that note my dad wrote he left to go fight in the army, he never gave us a reason why he left everything behind but we all knew it was because of mum.

I thought that it would have been a fresh start for me with Ethan. Before my mum's death we were the type of brothers that people would be jealous of because of how good our relationship was.

He was my twin, my backbone, my sidekick. But just like everyone else, he betrayed me too.

He told me it was my fault, my fault for my mum's death, my fault for our dad leaving.

He repeated this every day and made it clear that we weren't siblings anymore.

This was only a few months back and things still haven't changed, well Ethan hasn't changed. He still has his friends and our relative's support.

What do I have? Nothing, absolutely nothing. My relatives blamed it on me, my brother was the better twin at my school and people went to support him instead of me.

What's the point of living at this point? I'm turning 18 soon and I am leaving this hell hole and moving somewhere else.

Somewhere far away from them, somewhere where I can make a new start.

What would you do if I asked if we could meet?

I need to see my broken girl.

I told you my story now tell me your answer.

Yes or No

From the Broken Boy

Grayson

I read the letter and inhaled it to smell lavender and roses, a smell that was so familiar but I couldn't wrap my head around it.

Why did I feel drawn to him, why do I feel like I've met him before?

Was he the one who dropped the letter?

All I know is I am going to drop my letter at his house tomorrow.

I need to meet him.

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