ok, so. i asked someone if they wanted another part to 'You Got What I Want' and they said yes... -KudosDolan don't get on my shit for the end please. it was only fitting. suicide warning.
===== (Ethan's P.O.V)
I ran after her car, not caring about my own. She swerved hard, running right though a hole broken in the bridge. I heard metal on metal screeches, gears clicking, and a huge splash. Emma ran into my back, gasping loudly. I took a chance, jumping,
"She's alive. It's water. She was in a car-" The cold water shocked me out of my thoughts. When my head broke the surface, I saw Y/N's car slowly sinking. I swam over, trying to find a way to get her out of the car. She was passed out by the looks of it, her head resting on the steering wheel. I could feel the adrenaline rush as I tried to break the windshield. With no luck and a sinking car, my mind shifted into overdrive,
"Break the fucking window, you dumbass." I could barely feel my body, the cold making me numb. I took it to my advantage, diving and punching her passenger window hard. It cracked, long wisps of blood floating from my knuckles. I kept going anyway, completely punching the window in. I tried to pull Y/N out of the car, but her seat belt was stuck,
"Shit."
~Emma's P.O.V~
I didn't mean for it to happen. I just wanted to have some fun. I just wanted to make her feel less isolated. My heart pounded,
"I'll never forgive myself." I took deep breaths, my knees buckling. I collapsed, forcing oxygen into my lungs. I heard the occasional splash, cracking and bubbles. Then, silence. My head spun,
"EMMA, YOU FUCKING KILLED THEM BOTH! "
~Third Person's P.O.V~
Ethan let Y/N go gently, laying her on the river bank. Her breathing was shallow, but it was there. Ethan thought nothing of it, giving himself a second to recuperate. All the while, Y/N stopped breathing. Her chest slowly settled, her last breaths misting into the air. Ethan focused on his own breathing, only then turning to Y/N. His heart stopped, leaving him colder than before. He could feel the pain tearing him apart, time slowing. In a matter of 30 seconds, he felt as if ages had gone by. He screamed, practically deaf to the noise he was making. He only cared about saving her. He screamed for Emma, for somebody to call help. Emma, who was no help at all, had passed out. Her fear ate her alive, shutting down her systems one by one. She was washed out, pale on the concrete, breathing nonetheless. Ethan, on the other hand, had no idea what to do. He pushed his hands against Y/N's chest, 3 times, in feeble attempts to save her. He was right, partially. He didn't think that he had to put his mouth on her's, hence the name mouth to mouth. Tears streamed down his face,
"Come on Y/N. LIVE! "
~Ethan's P.O.V~
I wanted to die. I wanted to drown. I tried and tried. My eyes wandered her face before trying to force my own oxygen into her. Nothing. I dragged her body up, putting her over my shoulder before climbing my way to the bridge. My hands shook, making it a struggle,
"Ethan, this is your fault. Get your shit together." I got to the bridge, running back to the house. It wasn't far from the bridge, so yes, I left Emma for a second. When I got back to her in the car, she was just fine. She climbed in, rocking back and forth,
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She repeated it over and over quietly. I stared straight ahead, abiding by the laws even though my foot was itching to slam on the gas. I did so, more worried about saving my best friend rather than getting a ticket. We hit a speed bump, throwing everything and everyone in the car around for a quick second. I heard a cough and a sputter and Y/N bolted forward. I slammed on the brake, causing Emma to pitch forward and hit Y/N's seat. She fell, getting right back up. Y/N on the other hand was still sputtering. I leaned her forward,
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Dolan Twins Imagines // 1
FanfictionI write imagines... It's kinda whatever, you know? Smut, cute, clean, whatever I'm feeling. I'm pretty chill, I like getting credit for what I create. I post on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. I do take requests, though it's not quite popular. Pre...