Kill Me // Ethan Dolan

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Warning; suicide

===== (Ethan's P.O.V)

My mindset lately hasn't been the best. I've been really stressed and missing my girlfriend a lot. Grayson and I were filming a video and all of our plans just collapsed. We had no contingency plans and it was late on a Monday night. My girlfriend never texted me back and I was legitimately going mentally insane. 

~Tuesday (Y/N's P.O.V)~

I felt so bad for not answering Ethan's text, but I was in a late meeting. My tour dates got confused and we had to fix them ASAP. When I got home, Ethan was yelling viciously at Grayson,

"Dude. I TOLD YOU THAT IT CUTS TO ME BEFORE IT CUTS TO YOU!" I heard something break. I rushed into their set, finding their ring light completely shattered,

"What is going on here?!" I put my hands on my hips. Ethan glanced at me and broke into tears. He collapsed in my arms and cried into my shoulder. I rubbed his back,

"Baby, it's okay. What happened?" He shook his head against me, refusing to answer the question. He tossed me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing and carried me to our room. I was about to say something, but he put me down and laid with me,

"I just wanna cuddle. I don't wanna think about anything else. I don't wanna-" His breathing hitched. I rubbed my hands through his hair as he backed into me. I swung my arm around him, pulling him close and kissing his shoulder. He sobbed quietly before continuing,

"Sometimes, I just overthink and I'm just like 'kill me'. I never really mean it, but I've been thinking a lot lately and... and, I um, I really do just wanna go." He flipped over and yanked me on top of him, hugging me tightly. My eyes went wide and I squeezed him,

"Please don't say that. You don't mean it." I kissed his collarbone. He kissed the odd area in the middle of my neck,

"I do mean it. I've always dealt with it and I've just never really wanted to face the fact that I wanted to die." His words made me cringe. I wiped my tears on his shirt,

"Stop it. Stop it. Stop it." I hit his chest. I kissed his lips,

"You don't mean it. You don't. Please tell me don't." I looked at him with teary eyes full of hope. He looked sad,

"I told you that I'd never lie to you. I'm not going to start now." His eyes overflowed with tears. I cried myself to sleep that night, begging him not to think like that.

~Next Morning~

I woke up alone. I was tired and disoriented and I had forgotten everything from last night. When I remembered, I ran out of the room,

"Ethan?! Eth?! E?!" I looked around frantically. A note next to pancakes and a smoothie waited for me in the kitchen,

"Babygirl, don't miss me. Please. I needed to go. You deserved better than dealing with my problems. Don't worry though, I'm always there. I promise. Date Grayson, you have my permission. He'll treat you better than I did. Love, your babyboy, Ethan." I dropped the note and ran out to the backyard. I still didn't find him, so I went to our bathroom. I was only going to clear my head. Instead, I found a blue lipped, pale Ethan lying in a tub full of water. I grabbed him and shook him,

"No please! Stop this!"

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hmmmm... -KudosDolan

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