Dolan Twins Imagines // 1

Psycho II // Ethan Dolan/Grayson Dolan

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I took a step back, right into the living room coffee table. I tripped backwards and, if it weren't for the literal psycho in my living room, I would've cracked my head on it. Ethan's smile widened,

"You don't have to be scared. Y/N, I don't want to hurt you. I swear. I just want you so bad and Grayson just got in the way of that." There were sirens in the distance. My eyes went wide,

"So you KILLED him?!" His smile dropped,

"Well, yes. Y/N, you need to understand. I just want us to be together. Don't lie. Do you want to be with me or not?" Gun shots started to whiz through the house. A vase broke and windows shattered. Everything was happening so fast. Ethan tackled me to the ground. I screamed, but he covered my mouth,

"They're gonna come in if you do that." He pulled me up and slowly backed into the kitchen. I heard a drawer open and Ethan pressed a knife against my throat. I gasped and choked on air. Ethan shushed me,

"It's okay. They'll cut their losses and let us go. Trust me." The front door busted down,

"BOTH OF YOU! WALK OUT SLOWLY, WITH YOUR HANDS UP."  Ethan gently pushed me forward and we both walked out of the kitchen. All of the officers prepared their guns. Ethan tightened his grip,

"Drop the guns or she dies." Tears made their way down my face. I squeaked. The head officer waved a hand, placing his gun on the floor,

"Drop your weapons and hold all fire." The patrol followed suit, dropping their knives, guns, and bombs. I sniffed as Ethan made his way out the door, brandishing me in front of him as he went. He pulled me into the car, starting it and speeding off before the cops had a chance to catch up,

"Now, Y/N, we can be together until death do us part." He made the mistake of leaving the knife in between us. I smiled,

"Oh, death's gonna do us part very soon."

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