Dolan Twins Imagines // 1

Gone Bad // Ethan Dolan and Grayson Dolan

i've had this concept in my phone notes for a while. -KudosDolan
this series contains some graphic descriptions of the following: rape, kidnapping, alcohol, and drugs. please discontinue series if you are uncomfortable with any of the contents listed. -KudosDolan

===== (Y/N's P.O.V)

It was hard, you know? On one hand being an innocent 18 year old and on the other juggling very illegal things. It was all fun and games. Until it wasn't.

~Y/N's P.O.V~

I stood up, hugging both of my best friends,

"E, Gray, I gotta go." I checked the time on my phone, showing them for emphasis. They nodded, Ethan speaking first,

"See you tomorrow?" He hugged me again. I nodded against his chest,

"Mhm. I gotta leave." I tried to move, but he hugged me closer. Grayson joined,

"You better be here tomorrow." He put his chin on my head. I wiggled,

"Hey! You're trying to make me stay. You know I have a weak spot for your hugs. Fuck off. I. Am. Leaving." I grabbed my things and left. When I closed their door, I shivered,

"Fuck, it's never this cold." I pulled my hoodie sleeves tighter around myself, starting the walk to my house. It wasn't too far, just a couple blocks. The dark night didn't help though, making everything so eerie. A bush rustled, but I blamed it on the wind. My overactive imagination won me over,

"There's no goddamned wind Y/N. Someone's getting ready to fucking rob you and kill you." I walked faster, picking up the pace steadily. Leaves crushed, not under my feet. I froze,

"Breathe bitch. You'll live." Wrong. Two figures jumped out at me, one slapping a chloroform rag over my face and the other holding me in a death grip. I passed out, my subconscious kicked into overdrive,

"You're never going to see anyone ever again. You're going to become a cold cased murder. You're going-" 

~Ethan's P.O.V~

I yanked the rag back,

"Take her to the warehouse." I glanced around nervously, grabbing the girl's bag. Grayson was already gone, in the car to our hideout. As I looked at the bag, I noticed that it looked too familiar,

"No, no, no. This can't be." My instincts kicked in, rifling through the mini backpack. I found a phone, me as the background. My subconscious screamed,

"YOU JUST FUCKING KIDNAPPED YOUR BEST FRIEND." 

~Grayson's P.O.V~

The girl started muttering in the back, stirring slightly. I ignored it, set on getting back to the warehouse. It was continuous, emotionless as I stared out the windshield,

"Get to the warehouse, tell the crew to get rid of the trash. Get to the warehouse, tell the crew to get rid of the trash. Get to the warehouse, tell the crew to get rid of the trash." I repeated it over and over, slowly losing empathy. Killing people wasn't ideal, but it got us money. It was... brutal, what we did,

"BRUTAL?! " My subconscious screamed,

"You kidnap people, take them to another set of people, have them raped and killed and act like it was nothing. That's heartless, Grayson. You're evil." I agreed. I mean, it all speaks for itself.

~Y/N's P.O.V~

I came to, laying down on something soft. I heard a deep voice,

"This is a fresh one. She's hot too." I felt dizzy. I tried to sit up, but my arms were binded above my head. I started shaking,

"P-please don't hurt me." Nothing verbal came out. It was all in my head. I glanced around as much as I could. A ping sounded,

"Dude, turn your phone off." I felt the pressure on my wrists release. I stayed still, a face appearing above mine. I gasped, my eyes widening,

"Gr-" A quick hand slapped over my mouth. I shook uncontrollably,

"God, please, NO! " Tears streamed down my face. Grayson disappeared, his voice clear,

"Guys, you can't have this one. Not her, please. I'm begging you." His voice cracked. I sat up, pulling my knees to my chest. A guy with long blonde hair licked his lips,

"Why not?" He crossed his arms. Grayson pleaded,

"Jack, I know this one. Please don't hurt her." I couldn't see Grayson's face. Jack glanced at me, gripping my chin,

"Then why'd you bring her?" He sounded annoyed. I whimpered. Grayson sighed,

"It was a mistake. Please?!" His lip trembled. Jack groaned,

"Fine." He let my face go,

"One condition, little girl." He raised an eyebrow. I nodded shakily. My hands shook. He bit his lip,

"You join."

~1 Hour Later~ (Ethan's P.O.V)

I tossed both girls in the backseat,

"One word and I kill you both." I slammed the door. I drove quickly, knowing Jack was probably going insane. When I got to the warehouse, I dragged both girls by their wrists, eventually tossing them over my shoulders. They fought against me, still making no noise. I discarded them in front of Jack,

"Where is she?" I looked around for Y/N. He pointed into the kitchen,

"She was cold." He motioned for everyone to leave, eyeing the two girls. I gagged internally, rushing into the kitchen. Y/N was shivering against Grayson. I dropped down next to her,

"I am so so so so so sorry. We need to get you out of here." I grabbed her. She yanked away from me,

"I can't." She leaned her head on Grayson. My eyebrows furrowed,

"Why not?" I pulled up a chair. She bit her lip,

"I'm one of you now."

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