*Mrs.Greys POV*
I walked into the house with Evan after our dinner date. We deserved a break from Ethan and Ian.
"We raised great kids"Evan states as he stretched to hold my hand,our fingers intertwine and we rest our held hands on the arm rest of the car. "Yeah. We did,didn't we?" I agreed giving a gentle smile.
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"Here let me open that"Evan says as he takes the keys from my hand and unlocks the door. "Thank you"I say after he successfully opens the door. Evan throws the keys on top of the kitchen counter and eagerly grabs me by my waist. "Honey the kids are home"I say letting out a giggle. "So?"Evan says pecking me all over my face. I kiss Evan back,falling into a trance.
After seconds of kissing,we become interrupted by a loud slam. "What the hell?" I say looking up at the ceiling. "Ian probably fell off his bed again or something"Evan says leading us both to laughter. I gently move Evan out of the way and make my way up stairs.
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"Oh my gosh"I say as I'm caught off guard by the view of Ethan laying faced down on the floor. I spot a pill bottle set on the corner of his desktop counter. "What did you do Ethan?" I ask nervously,as if he could hear me. "Get a phone!" Evan demanded as he rushed towards Ethan and bent down checking his pulse.
I pull my phone out and type 9-1-1 as my fingers trembled. "Hello? I - I -We need help,my son. I think he overdosed"I say placing my hand in front of my mouth. "He's still breathing" Evan says before removing his two fingers from Ethan's neck. "Mom?" Ian asks standing in front of Ethan's room doorway. "Honey get back in you room" I demanded pointing Ian to his room. "What's going on?"Ian asks once more rubbing his eyes. "Sweety"I say rushing towards him. "Come on" I say guiding him towards his room.
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It's been about ten minutes and there was an ambulance and police car outside of our house. neighbors gathered around,nosy and interested in what was going on. Paramedics came out with Ethan later on a gurney,they safely get him into the ambulance and begin to attach a needle into his arm. "You stay here with Ian,I'll go"Evan suggested. "No. I want to go too,that's my son" I say with tears strolling down my face. "Well who'd take care of Ian?Huh?"Evan pointed out. "Uh. I-I'll ask Stacey to take care of him"I say as I begin to wipe my tears away.
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