magnets | ethma

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Emma

I knew it was my Dad that sent Charlie. It was obvious. I didn't really hit me when Charlie told me that fire quote in the foyer but my Father says that a lot. I was just dumb to let it go over my head.

I knew the risk I'd be taking if I saw him but I knew that I couldn't have the boys in danger. I won't ever let that happen.

I could feel Ethan's heartbeat slam against my back as he held me. But no matter how tense Ethan feels, this isn't worth him dying.

Ethan has created such a beautiful life for me already and although I'd wanna say I have contributed, I haven't. Not like he has.

He has always wanted me safe, happy and protected and this past year and a half that's been a reality for the both of us but there always seems to be a bump in the carpet.

I want him safe, happy and protected too aswell as his brother but I can't see that happening if Charlie's in the room right now. As much as Ethan seems to be confident that he can get Charlie to give up, I know my Father will not give up.

If he still wants to see me after all this and is threatening the people I love, I will see him.

"Emm-"

"Let me go. I'm fine, I'm safe and okay." I reassure them. "But you guys will get hurt or killed if I don't see him. It could happen today or in 10 years time when we've settled down and we think he's done with this but he will always be there and this won't be over if he doesn't see me. It's best to get this shit over and done with but I can't do that if you don't let me go." I say softly.

I can feel Ethan relax his tense shoulders and a grin on Charlie's face appears as Ethan's grip on me loosens. "Put the gun down on the table and I'll come over to you." I say towards Charlie.

"No fu-"

"Then I'm simply not coming. I'll just tell my Dad when I see him next that you never listen to me. That you disobeyed my wishes as I'm feeling awfully concerned for my safety right now. I'm not sure if Martin would be best pleased about that?" I sarcastically say with an smirk.

Grayson smiled small at me. I've missed him a lot. Even though I'll never forget what he did, none of that matters to me right now. The care and love I have for these two idiots outweighs any bad they've ever done.

Charlie puts down the gun on the table and I begin to walk towards him, one foot in front of the other before I see Grayson stand up rapidly before smashing his head against Charlie's. Ethan passes me quickly grabbing the gun on the table whilst Grayson tackles Charlie to the solid ground.

Grayson is too built for his own good. He used to work out religiously to the point where he forgot breaks were even a thing. He tend to over do it when he was stressed which explains why a year later he's bigger that the fucking door.

Grayson straddles Charlie, holding down his arms. Whilst Ethan's comes into Charlie's view and points the gun at his head. I'm completely taken back by their quickness and actions too. I didn't know they were both capable of taking over a situation like this.

I underestimated them both massively.

"Babe?" Ethan falls out whilst he still looks at Charlie struggling under Grayson.

"Uh yeah?" I say worriedly.

"Do you wanna see your Dad?" Sarcasm dripping throughout that question.

He knows the answer. My Father is a horrible man who has only ever caused me anxiety and stress. Why would I wanna see him?!

Just because somebody is your Mother, your Father or related to you in any way does not mean they are magically good people nor deserve your energy and love- if they don't fit the requirements.

Being related to someone doesn't mean shit.

Thinking about that reminds me of Micheal. Being so close growing up to never seeing him again pains me but I know that there's two sides to phone. If I'm calling and you decide to not answer... do you expect me to call again for fun?

I know where my love isn't respected or appreciated. I know not to waste my time with certain people and I definitely know that my brother, mother and father are all brilliant proof that this isn't false.

"No I don't." I mumble. Almost ashamed of my family. Saddened that I don't even wanna see my own Dad.

But I always have to remind myself, it's not my fault.

"So why don't you give Martin a little message for me?" Fear immediately ran through my body as I looked up at a very angry Ethan. "Actyally Grayson get his phone."

"Wait Etha-"

"Baby I'm tired of this. Let me stop this for you." He smiles. The gun still towards Charlie but his full attention on me. His eyes look sad.

Grayson gets the phone and passes it to Ethan. It takes a moment before the phone is to his ear and I stand there impatient and incredibly worried.

"Martin, what a shitty time to not answer the phone. Well anyway, I'm delighted to meet one of your friends Charlie, although I admit he has done quite a shit job at killing Grayson and I but whatever- not everyone is perfect which is why I'm gonna let you press the reset button." The pure attitude stinking in his voice.

Although this was humorous I was scared of the outcome.

"Stop trying to find Emma. She's happy and well but she's also very unbothered about seeing you. I know people think that she's dead- we are both dead but I promise you we are both extremely fine. Don't be too worried. But as for my brother you've scared him a little and I've not been home to help him out as you know. It's like you've always had a kick out of being horrible to people younger to you. Which is why I think my friends can't wait to finally meet you. But they happen to hate rich old men. Oops." He giggles to himself.

His friends?

"I'll forget you've threatened my brother and I'll also forgive you for trying to kidnap Emma because if you continue to try do so, you'll die a horrible death Martin. Alone at your old age and that's your biggest fear right? Don't let me make that a reality. I know plenty of people who don't mind getting blood on their hands or better yet- don't mind getting their hands burnt. Be wise like the wise old owl you are and leave us alone. Have a fucking great rest of your night."

He ended the voicemail and smiled. Exhaled harshly before laughing to himself. But I was concerned.

I'd talk to him about it later though. He was kinda busy right now. They both picked up Charlie, strapping him in the chair with rope just like what happened the Grayson and stuck a sock from a drawer in his mouth.

I felt bad but at the same time he threatened the boys so he's not any better. Maybe he can sit in that chair and reevaluate his life then when someone finds him, he can run away and restart his life just like Ethan and I did.

Or maybe it won't work for him like it still hasn't for us, but anyway- it was a nice thought.

Ethan quickly wrote something down and shoved the paper in Charlie's pocket before we all walked out of the room to a billion people staring at us and the awkward tension swallowing me up. Did they hear all of that shouting?

A ginger petite girl strutted up to us. "I'm interested in a foursome, will you guys let me join? Sounded cool." Her wonky teeth showed us all a smile.

"Foursome? What do you mean?" Grayson told her. All of us confused.

"You guys having a threesome in there, it was so loud but sounded fun and thrilling. Can I join?" A white powder under her nostril became more noticeable to me. Coke head.

"I think we'll pass." I shrug unsure of what to say whilst Ethan hooks his hand with mine and the three walk out of the building, aware of what we had just done and I'm more than sure both of them were confident with whatever was about to come.

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