Dolan Twins - Our story

15 • Sister

Ella's POV

I was walking. Not to somewhere. Not out somewhere. Simply just walking in circles, in the twins spear toilet.  Just walking around. No where to go, no where to be. Simply. Lost.

Graysons POV

'Should we call James?'

As soon as Ethan asked, I answered immediately.

'Yes.'

James always manages to talk to people, and we all know he's the therapist of our sister squad.

Ethan gave me a half hearted smile, simply trying to make us both feel the slightest bit better.

He pulled his phone from his pocket, FaceTiming James.

As soon as the call started to ring, obviously - we both appeared on the screen. We looked horrible.

'Dude look at..'

I was about to finish, before James answered.

'I'm coming over.'

The call ended.

Ethan chuckled to himself, and I looked at him - questioning why.

'He thinks we're not okay.'

The smallest chuckle came from my lips.

'We're not.'

I said, mainly whispering to myself.

'Bro, neither is she.'

Ethan's POV

Brothers. Twins. Whatever. Whatever anybody calls us, pairs us as, we're bestfriends. Through. It. All.

I leant into Gray, who was staring at the floor.

And I hugged him.

Tight.

Graysons POV

The door bell went, and the knocking at our front door never stopped. I quickly hugged Ethan back, and we went to the door - together.

As I opened the door, a massive bang was heard from upstairs.

James POV

As Gray opened the door, none of us had the chance to say anything before a huge bang was heard from upstairs.

'What the fuc..'

'Ella.'

The one word Ethan said, which made me sister sprint up the stairs. Straight towards the spare bathroom.

I opened the door, not even bothering to knock.

I rushed in and my whole heart broke at the sight.

I rushed to her side trying to sit her up.

Ethan was following behind me quickly, when he suddenly got pushed aside by Gray - rushing in, to try and save the day.

As soon as Ella looked up at Gray in his worried state - she started to hyperventilate even more, and quickly grabbed my hand. Grayson ran and tried to grab her other hand when she quickly scooted away from him - and towards me.

'Get out. She's okay. Just get out.'

Ethan nodded, dragging his brother out, and shutting the door.

'I'm sorry.'

Her grip on my hand loosened, and she was struggling. I could tell by her blinks that she was trying to calm herself down, that this has happened before.

But I could tell it had never happened this badly, and that - frankly scared me shitless.