MY BOY | ETHAN DOLAN

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𝕐/𝕟'𝕤 ℙ.𝕆.𝕍 - very short sorry

i run out of the building, not knowing where i am going. i see a group of people standing around a car. a familiar car that i can't exactly remember. i jog towards them.

a branch snaps underneath my feet and i stop as they all turn towards me. ethan. grayson. before i can say anything, there's a gunshot.

a sharp burning pain pierces through my stomach, my mouth opening as i try to breath through the pain.

my hands start to shake rapidly as i move my hand to my stomach, whimpers leaving my lips as i try to say something. like all the air inside of me is gone.

my breathing starts getting heavier by the second as i don't focus on the pain anymore, instead the blood spilling from the now bullet wound in my stomach.

i fall to my knees, my hand clenching my stomach to try to stop the bleeding as my hand shakes. "Y/N" ethan screams as i stare down at my stomach, gasping.

"oh my god y/n" he grabs onto my arms softly, carefully laying me down in his arms as i look up at him. i shakily grab his hand, our fingers intertwining as the rest of them run over.

"grayson call 911" ethan cries as i stare up at the sky, not being able to move. "i'm sorry ethan" i whisper, my voice shaky.

"no no no. don't say that. you're going to be okay" his words are rushed as the world around me starts getting blurry and starts to spin.

my eyelids slowly start to flutter shut as my eyes roll backwards. "hey no! stay awake for me" he begs, his hand coming in contact with my cheek.

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my eyes slowly flutter open, my head feeling heavy as i look around slowly, seeing myself back in the room.

"she's okay. the bullet missed vital organs and was easy to remove. she just needs to rest." claytons voice speaks from behind the door.

i look down at my stomach, seeing i'm in my bra with bloody bandages wrapped around my stomach.

i lay back on, staring up at the ceiling in shock, shocked that i'm still alive.

the door opens and three people walk in. ethan, grayson and clayton.

"you're awake!" ethan says relieved and i nod softly, looking at the three of them confused. "why am i still here? at this place" i question softly, my eyes darting to clayton as he drags his hands over his face.

"i wanted to be a doctor before all this shit so i know how to do certain things. i helped.. um get the bullet out" he says awkwardly and i nod.

"thank you" i mumble and he gives me a tiny awkward smile.

"i'm so sorry y/n" ethan speaks as he grabs my hand. "it's okay. i'm okay" i whisper and he just looks at me.

"can we go home?" i ask, ethan looking over at grayson. he nods, helping me up as clayton gets a phone call.

"wait what? i thought you were three hours away" he speaks, a panicked look spreading over his face. the call ends and he looks at us.

"my boss is less then ten minutes away. if he gets back and you guys are here. he will kill all of us" he speaks.

"i know a quicker way to leave. the opposite way to get in. he won't even know you guys were here" he speaks and grayson gives him a weird look.

"how the fuck can we even trust you" he asks aggressively and i shake my head.

"we can trust him" i whisper and ethan carries me out of the room, not wasting anytime as clayton follows is to ethan's car.

he lays me in the backseat, my head on graysons lap as clayton and ethan get into the front.