i love ethan dolan

Idk where I’m going with this story tbh I’m just letting it flow at this point

tags: @reblogserpent  @atlas-of-a-human-soul  @godlydolans@peacedolantwins  @peacedolantwins2  @graydolan12  @dolansmith

Grayson lunged at Ethan but Ethan was prepared to defend himself. He struck his forearm against Grayson’s chest, keeping him at bay. 

  “What’re you gonna do, Grayson? What’re you gonna fucking do? Kill your twin brother, huh? Like that’s gonna help anything?” They were both glaring and grunting as they fought for dominance.

Grayson let out a final huff. Ethan saw the expression behind his eyes change as he slammed himself back into his seat. “You’re right,” Grayson admitted. He sat still, panting for a few moments. 

  “It’s fake anyway, you motherfucker”, Ethan seethed, rubbing the symbol away with the palm of his hand. 

 Grayson sat up straight, eyes locked on Ethan. “What?”, he asked, shock winding through his features. “W-why? Why would you do that?”

   Ethan cleared his throat, not looking at Grayson. “I think something happened to you, Gray. And I don’t want to be wrong and look stupid and cause bad things to happen but…” He looked over at his brother, and Grayson could almost swear there was a sheen of tears in his eyes. “I refuse to believe that my own twin brother is the kind of heartless monster who could murder my girlfriend.” 

   “I’m not”, Grayson croaked out, voice cracking as his composure broke. “I swear I’m not. You know I’m not. I just attacked you...I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” A few tears escaped.

  Ethan nodded and clapped a hand on Grayson’s back. “I think I do.” Grayson sniffled but looked to his brother for guidance. “I’m gonna choose to trust you, Gray. Don’t you dare let me down.”

…

Ethan and Grayson both stepped into y/n’s hospital room after Ethan knocked gently on the door. 

He peeked around the corner and saw y/n sitting up, awake.

“Hey, I woke up and you were g-” She turned and saw Grayson trailing behind Ethan, walking into the room with caution. Y/n froze in place. “Ethan, get him out.” Her voice was cold, her eyes wide in fear. “Get him out.”

“Baby, it’s gonna be okay. There’s an expla-” Ethan attempted to extinguish her fear but couldn’t even get out his second sentence before she broke.

“He manipulated me and stabbed me, get him out, Ethan!” Her heart monitor was beeping fiercely and y/n pressed one hand to her strained throat and one to her wounded chest. Ethan rushed to her side and buried her face in his own chest. 

“Okay, baby, okay. He’s gonna leave, just calm down, I didn’t mean to stress you out-”

“Then you shouldn’t have brought him anywhere near me.” She was openly sobbing now. Ethan glanced back at Grayson and motioned for him to leave. Grayson gave a face of disappointed understanding and backed into the hall. “Y/n, I know he hurt you. But I think I have an explanation.”

“I don’t want to hear it right now,” she rasped. “I just want to sleep. I just wanna sleep and then wake up and have this horrible nightmare be over.” Ethan stroked her hair as she collapsed against him. 

“Okay. Okay,” Ethan whispered, kissing the crown of her head. “I won’t let him come back in until you’re ready.”

Y/n shook her head and leaned back against her pillows. She gave Ethan a look of disbelief. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be ready, E. He tried to murder me. He almost did.” She blinked tears away, willing them not to fall. “It’s hard enough to look at you without seeing his face hovering over me, ready to end my life.” Ethan shifted uncomfortably and took hold of y/n’s hands. “I know it’s Grayson. I know how you’re feeling, E, but-” She stopped to clear her throat as her voice got weaker. “He saw my mark the day you were sick and I went to workout with him. I saw his first, actually, not knowing it was fake at the time. . He created a whole story just to get me to trust in him and show him my mark.” Ethan stayed stone-faced. A fake death mark. Guess we really are twins. “He knew about mine the entire time, though. Since the beginning. And he did the whole scheme just to catch me off guard when you weren’t around. He wanted to look innocent in your eyes from the very beginning, E.” 

He didn’t know what to say. He wanted to chock it all up to the brainwashing, that would be the easy thing to do. To say it wasn’t really Grayson, this wasn’t really Grayson. But he knew he couldn’t be so naive. Not with y/n lying in front of him with a gaping hole in her chest and hurt in her heart, betrayal scorning her and giving her a panic attack at the sight of him.

“If this explanation you have is true, and Grayson is less of a monster than it seems, then that’s great, E. But, please, be careful. Don’t let him manipulate you. I don’t want to lose you to him.” Ethan took her face gently in both his hands.

“You will not lose me, y/n. Not even your death mark could take you away from me, I’m not letting you get away from me, and I’m certainly not leaving you.”

Y/n nodded. “Okay, thank you.” She twisted her head and kissed one of Ethan’s open palms. “I love you, Ethan.”

“I love you, too. Get some rest. I’ll be back later, I promise.”

Y/n understood. As much as she felt pure, unadulterated fear and betrayal from Grayson, she knew that Ethan would go to the ends of the earth for him. His twin brother, his best friend. She also took notice of Grayson’s face for the brief moment he was in the room and the bruises on it. At least Ethan wasn’t afraid to defend himself against Grayson, she was relieved at that. 

“Just be careful.” Ethan nodded and walked into the hallway, finding Grayson slid down against the wall, face in his hands and shoulders shaking. 

“I’m a fuckin’ monster, E,” he growled as he looked up to his older brother. “How could I do that to her, huh? How could I have my best friend scared of me like that?” He pulled roughly at his hair. “I stabbed her-” He couldn’t continue as he gasped for breath, his subtle sobs becoming deep cries. 

Okay you guys waited WAY too long for this and I would be surprised if any of you are still reading but if you are, thank you x10000 

hope you enjoy :)

tags: @reblogserpent @atlas-of-a-human-soul @godlydolans @peacedolantwins @peacedolantwins2 @graydolan12 @dolansmith

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You would think that after the exhausting night Ethan had that he would have welcomed sleep in the chair of the waiting room. However, when y/n’s head doctor walked quietly into the area around 5 am, Ethan hadn’t even attempted to sleep a wink.

“She’s stable. And awake. You can come to see her now if you’d like.” Ethan jumped up like his seat had been set on fire. He walked quickly alongside the doctor. “Now, son, her recovery process will be long and slow, so be very patient.” 

Ethan nodded. “Of course.” 

“I had a nurse explain the situation to her. She could recall the events but we had to inform her of the Markers and how she is alive right now.” The doctor gestured at the door ahead of them, giving Ethan permission to enter. “It’s a lot of information for her to take in, so she could use someone by her side.” Ethan gave a final nod before pushing open the door to the dimly lit room.

Ethan wanted to cry at the sight of y/n, both because of how relieved he was that she was alive and how scared he was at her fragile-looking state. “Hey, E,” she croaked. 

He sat down on the side of her bed and gently lowered his head to lay on her shoulder, the side furthest from her wound. “Hi, baby,” he whimpered. “Don’t strain too much, okay? You lost a lot of blood.” He lifted his head back up to look at her, tears running rivers down his cheeks. She took a tube covered hand and wiped gently at the droplets. 

“Yeah, that’s what they told me. Don’t cry, E, I’m gonna be okay.” But she was almost in tears, too. “We got so lucky with the Markers. I had heard rumors but...I never thought…” She trailed off, unsure of where to go. 

“I’m so sorry that he did this, y/n.” He didn’t say his name. He didn’t have to. 

Y/n shook her head with as much passion as she could muster. “Do not apologize. You never could have known. We never could have known.” Y/n led Ethan’s head back to her shoulder and stroked her fingers through his hair. “Just please don’t let him come here. I ca-” She choked on her words for a moment, then pushed down a sob and continued. “I can’t see him. Not after that.” 

Ethan whispered a confirmation in her ear. He knew that he had to confront Grayson at some point, talk to him about the possible brainwashing. But he sure as hell wouldn’t let him anywhere near y/n until he knew for sure she would be safe in his presence. 

Y/n fell asleep not long into a cheesy, hospital-TV movie. Ethan fought against himself as he tried to decide what to do next. His eyes cast down to the love of his life, her sleeping form looking too much like she did hours ago when she was bleeding out in his arms. He had to look away; he couldn’t bear anymore thoughts of her being gone. Taken away by his brother. The thought of Grayson led him back to his internal struggle. Stay here or go find Grayson. As much as he wanted to stay forever wrapped in y/n’s arms, her chest moving against him and confirming her beating heart, he knew he would have to face Grayson. Despite everything, his heart longed for his twin brother; he wanted to make sure he was okay, he wanted to confirm that he was brainwashed and that none of this was really his fault. And he hated himself for it. His twin had just attempted the murder of the only girl he had ever truly loved and all he could think about was if Grayson was somewhere safe. Little did he know that Grayson sat just outside the hospital, barefoot and inconsolable in his car in the parking lot.

…

Ethan couldn’t pinpoint exactly when he had fallen asleep. All he knew is that when he woke up, his mind was clearer. More ready to take on the impossible situation that was thrown at him. He would have to talk to Grayson. With a final look at y/n, who was still sleeping peacefully, and a quick check of her pulse, he stepped out into the hallway and pulled out his phone. 

Grayson jerked up, startled from his dozing state as his phone went off. He almost thought he had fallen asleep and it was all a dream when he saw the caller ID. It was Ethan.

“H-hello?” he asked with hesitation. He half expected (and knew he deserved) Ethan to curse his life and threaten him over the phone before tracking down his location and coming to suffocate him until he passed out. But a small part of him hoped desperately that his brother would take mercy on him. Truthfully, Grayson wanted to die. As soon as he saw y/n’s body go limp beneath him, he wanted to take the knife away and plunge it into his own chest. But why? I was following the law. And I chose the side of the Savage. I shouldn’t be bothered. But...it’s y/n. Y/N. How could I? How did it? 

“Where are you? I need...to talk to you.” Ethan’s voice through the phone interrupted Grayson’s inner monologue. 

Grayson gulped. He had always had a great relationship with Ethan, nothing ever threatened it. But right now he was truly terrified of his older brother. He had already punched him in the face. Hard. “What are you gonna do to me, E?” His voice was on the verge of shakiness but not quite there.

Ethan rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I just want to talk. Where are you?” He waited, tapping his foot against the linoleum floor of the hospital hallway. Finally, he heard Grayson sigh. 

“I’m outside in the hospital parking lot.”

Ethan was taken aback for a moment. “You came?”

Grayson shrugged, though he knew Ethan couldn’t see him. “Yeah.”

Ethan hung up and walked briskly out to the parking lot. He searched for Grayson’s car among the sea of vehicles and finally found it when Grayson flashed his lights at him. Ethan slid slowly into the front seat, sitting as far away from Grayson as he could in the small car. 

They both sat quiet for a moment, neither knowing what exactly to say. But Ethan broke the silence with “How could you do this to me? To her?”

Grayson swallowed hard. “Is she…”

“She’s alive,” Ethan established, “no thanks to you.” 

Grayson gulped in a big breath of air. She lived. “I...I don’t know what happened, I just-I just snapped. I saw her mark for the first time and I knew that I had to…” Ethan winced and Grayson knew he couldn’t (and shouldn’t) continue. “But I felt so guilty. I wanted to do it in a way that you would never know. I didn’t-I couldn’t do that to you, but at the same time I had to.” He sat silent for a minute, gathering his thoughts. Ethan stayed quiet as well. “It almost felt like I was-” 

“Brainwashed?” Ethan suggested. Grayson stopped short and looked over to his twin who was looking forward out the windshield. 

“Yeah...yeah, kinda like that. How did you…?” 

Ethan wiped his hands over his face, like he was trying to wipe away all that he was thinking, feeling, going through. “As much as I want to hate you, maybe even kill you for what you did,” he paused as he noticed Grayson flinch. “I think there might be an explanation.”

Grayson’s eyes lit up with surprise and hope. “You do?”

Ethan took a deep breath, hoping these next moments would go according to plan. “How does this make you feel, Grayson?” 

I - Y/n and Ethan make a scary discovery

II - Y/n’s secret is a hard one to keep

III - Grayson has a secret, too

IV - Betrayal comes and blood is shed

V - Ethan gets an explanation

VI - Ethan confronts his twin