you're next | dolan twins

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"Rach, I need your help." My eyes focus on Amanda storming into my room and going straight for the closet.

"With what?" I get up from my bed and give her an odd look.

"I need to find an outfit for tonight, preferably a dress." She keeps her eyes on my clothes as she goes through the rack.

"A dress? You have a million of those." I furrow my eyebrows as I stare at her.

"I know, but I want something different." She shrugs her shoulders as she looks at some of the outfits.

"What is this for?"

"You ask a lot of questions." A chuckle escapes her lips.

"It might help you find something better." I raise my hands up in defense. I might as well stop while i'm ahead, it's not like she's going to tell me anyway.

"Just a stupid family dinner for my cousins engagement." She quickly tells me.

I nod slowly as I step closer to her, peering into my own closet.

"How about this?" She turns to face me. My eyes widen at the dress she picked out.

"No, you can't wear that." I shake my head as I go to grab it out of her hand.

"Why not?" She jerks it back and stares down at the black dress.

"Because you can't, now give it." I demand.

"Tell me why." She glares at me.

"Because I-" My voice trails off as I stare at it. "I wore that to my fathers funeral."

Her eyes widen as she looks down at the black material. "Oh, I'm sorry Rach. I completely forgot." She hangs it in the back of my closet before turning to look at me.

"Uh, it's fine." I look down at my floor. "It just makes me hate the color black. I swore I wouldn't wear black depressing dresses again, not even to funerals."

"Good, because for my funeral I want you to wear blue anyway." She lightly grins as she pulls me into a hug.

I slowly open my eyes and look at my bedroom wall. My head is pounding and I don't want to get out of bed.

I snuggle up to my blankets as I adjust myself on the pillow. A light knock on my door fills my ears, followed by the creak of it opening.

"Rachel?" Ethan's voice whispers.

I don't move or respond to him. I keep my eyes closed and inhale a deep breath.

I can feel him sit down on my bed and place his hand on my body. "Babe." He lightly shakes my arm.

I open my eyes and move my head to look at him. "Yeah?" He's wearing a black button up shirt with black jeans and boots.

"It's almost time to leave. I didn't know you were still in bed." He places his hand on my cheek and peers down at me.

"I took a nap." I sit up and look around the room.

"Your mom and Robert are ready." He informs me.

I nod slowly and force myself to stand up. "I don't want to go." I admit to him.

"I know." He nods as he rises to his feet. He wraps his arm around my waist and presses his forehead against mine. "I'm sorry about all of this."

"It's not your fault." I tell him as I take a step back. I turn toward my closet and pull out a navy blue dress and sandals.