Ethan's pov
First things first, I don't do drugs. I never have and I never will. My friends on the other hand, they're different. And I've been caught up in it.
Alex was coming soon, I can understand if she never trusts me again but she's got to believe me. I had to do this for a friend or his family would be dead before I got to see them again. It all sounded kinda easy when he first asked.
{flashback}
"Hey Ethan"
"Hi" I had just come out of the bowling alley with my friends, Alex wasn't part of my life yet.
"Ethan I trust you a lot you know that."
"Yea I trust you too man." He'd been my friend for as long as I could remember at that point.
"No like, if I needed you to take a bullet for me I trust that you would." But I wouldn't, that sounds terrible but the truth is the truth. And he'd been lying to me for a while.
"Haha yea I guess."
"Ethan."
"Yea?"
"There's a bullet with my name on it, and I need you to take it for me..." he started to tear up.
"What are you talking about?" My heart started racing at this point.
"I've got myself into some trouble and there's only one way to get myself out of it. Well you're that way Ethan."
"I'm not killing anybody what the fuck." I backed away.
"No, no, no I wouldn't never ask you to do something like that. I-I need you to move drugs for me."
"No, what I can't, who do you think I am?"I freaked out.
"I'll die if you don't do this for me, they'll have my head stuffed in a warehouse somewhere shipping it to some drug lord." He cried.
"I don't know, How the fuck did you get yourself into this!?" I was angry now.
"My father, he had connections! He thought it would be good for me. Now look where I am! Fucking standing on my life line." He wipes his tears away and looked up at the night sky.
"I'll do it. But why can't you do it yourself?" It didn't make sense.
"I could be dead by the time the movement needs to be done..." I was confused.
"Dead? When is this movement shit going down? Why did you do this?" So many questions raced through my head.
"I have time Ethan don't worry. The movement need started 3 years 33 days and 3 hours from tomorrow. The supply is hidden underneath the first ten floorboards in front of my closet. They'll know that I've asked you to do this for me, I'm risking your life right now and I'm sorry." He started to cry again.
"I'll be fine, I just I don't understand."
"Good luck Ethan." He ran onto the highway, letting a tracker trailer hit him. I fell to my knees. I cried, what the fuck is happening right now.
{End of flashback}
Just kidding it was never easy. I had a plan, I'd find where the drugs need to go, bring them there, move out of the country, and everything's all dandy right? Well my plan had just been buttfucked.
Alex's pov
If they're keeping him in custody then I can't take him home can I? This is bullshit, they've got the wrong guy and I just know it. I pulled into the police station.
Walking into the station,my stomach was tight. I didn't want to believe this. There has to be an explanation for this.
I entered at the front desk.
"Hello." The lady at the desk looked up at me.
"Hi I'm here for Ethan Dolan."
She typed something into her computer . "Alright you can wait in those chairs over there. An officer will be out shortly to supervise your visit." Really we couldn't even talk in private.
I sat in a chair and pulled out my phone. I texted Grayson. I don't think he knows what's going on.
Me: Hey Gray, I don't know if you've been told but Ethan's in police custody right now. Did you know anything about him doing drugs?
I locked my phone and shoved it back in my pocket.
"Ethan Dolan Can see you now." An officer walked out into the hallway.
"Thank you." I walked into the visiting room. Ethan looked, calm?...
