In The End (Dolan Twin Fanfic)

20 Accidents happen

Ethan's POV

For some reason, when Grayson and I went and we just had fun, it felt great. Well, of course it felt great. He's my fucking brother. What would I ever do without his ass? Gray drove us home while I sat in the passenger seat and watched the raindrops race each other.

"So, are you excited that Skylar left Blake?" I asked trying to make conversation.

"Yeah I guess, I know she's hurting right now, which sucks."

"Yeah, that's true, but he never loved her, so it's for the better."

"I guess."

He was never good at conversations," Are you still even interested?" I laughed.

"Yeah I am. I mean, sometimes I wonder if it's even worth it."

"It's worth it. She's a great girl."

I looked over and saw Gray smiling to himself.

"Oh by the way," he added, "I called mom a while ago. She said she wanted to hear from you."

"She did?"

"Yeah."

"When'd you call?"

"When you left to go to a party. I had nothing better to do."

"Oh..." I wish I would've been there to call with mom. She's done so much for us and I've hardly contacted her.

"So, what're we going to do now?"

"I dunno," Gray shrugged.

I looked at the time on the dashboard, 7:15pm.

"Wanna get something to eat?"

"Sure."

"Where do you want to go?"

"Hmm, we could go down to that chicken place. I'm tired of pizza at the moment."

"Do we even have money on us?" I laughed.

"I should and if we don't, I have money in that box thingie." He motioned in front of me.

"You mean the glove compartment," I shook my head.

"Shut up."

"Okay, where's the rest of your money?"

"Look in the bottom left pocket of my bag," I unbuckled my seatbelt and I reached into the back to look through his bag.

"Shit!" I heard Gray scream and then the truck instantly swerved over. The car came to a jolting stop and felt my body being launched the opposite way I was facing. I felt the back of my head crash into the rearview mirror and the bottom of my back connect to the dashboard. Finally, everything stopped.

"Gray," I looked of and was mortified.

He was unconsious and his face was bleeding on the steering wheel. I reached over to help him, but my neck snapped in pain. I felt my head getting heavier and heavier. I was getting whiplash. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I tried to look around for my phone, but since my muscles gave out on me, I couldn't move. I lifted my head with my hands and tried to stay awake. I could feel myself slowly slip away. I saw a glimpse of my phone and I reached for it. I fell forwards and caught myself on the back part of the passenger seat. I swiped left and I called 911 before I really did pass out.