I'm changing to first person because it's hard to remember to write you because I'm so used to I 😜
It's been 6 months since the day of the crash and I have gotten to know Cam a lot better and she introduced me to Grayson her brother and Ethan's twin.
Ethan is the person who was in the bed next to me while I was in the hospital bed for a whole month. Ethan, sadly, has been in a coma since. It's hard on there family and I feel bad. If I just didn't drive out so far it wouldn't of happened. I blame myself everyday.
I go to the hospital every Tuesday to see Ethan. I always leave one pink rose every time. Even though I've never really met Ethan and seen him move on his own, he still has put a big impact on my life. He has taught me a lot of things without even speaking a word. He taught me to cherish every moment loving because you don't know what could happen. And the pictures that Grayson and Cam have been showing me of him show me to live life to the fullest.
One Tuesday, I was on my way through the hospital when I got a call from Grayson.
"Come fast something's wrong with Ethan." Grayson said. I started to run. Ever since the crash I'm afraid to get in a car. I jumped over puddle from the rain the night before. I never responded to Grayson, just ended the phone call.
I ran through the door and down the hallway to Ethan's room and the room I once laid in.
I opened the door only to be met with one person on the room. He was sitting on the bed, smiling wide and looking like a god.
"So, your y/n?" I took a step forward.
"ETHAN YOUR AWAKE!!" I ran towards him, until I felt a arms hold me back.
"Y/n stop, what are you talking about." Grayson held me back.
"Ethan, HES RIGHT TH-" I turned to see nothing on the bed.
"Ethan's dead, y/n." He turned me around and hugged me.
"No he's not! I SAW HIM!" I yelled and cried.
"HES NOT DEAD! HE CANT BE!" I screamed until my throat hurt.
Then I realized, I killed him.
"It's all my fault, Grayson. I loved him without even knowing him and killed him." I cried into his chest.
"It's, not your fault, y/n." Grayson said pulling me closer.
The day of the funeral was sad for everyone. I wished I didn't get so attached to him. But yet, I loved him without even him having to say a word.
Grayson, Alex, Aaron, and Jack carried the casket out to the car. I got in the same car has Cam and we cried together. Grayson had joined us in the car and held me and Cam. He had a straight face on the whole time, but I knew he was breaking down inside.
10 years later, Grayson and I are married with a little boy named, Ethan Grant Dolan.
