Greaser ☾Ethan Dolan

Fifteen ☾

Nick was driving us to the spot Ethan said to meet with the help of my not so good directing skills. I keep zoning out and forget to tell him to turn.

"Liv I'm really confused right now, and I'm dead ass tired, but these brownies are fucking amazing." Nicky said turning at the stop sign I directed and moaning over the brownies I made.

I made my 'I'm sorry' brownies that mom used to make us if we ever lost a game, or I ever lost a book. Extra chocolate chunks, applesauce instead of vegetable oil, and extra extra love sprinkled on top.

"Jesus christ you should be.. a fucking chef." Nick said taking a huge bite making me giggle from the back seat. "It would be a baker idiot." Max said.

"They both make food don't they?" Nick snapped. "Turn down here." I butted in real fast. Nick obeyed and went back to the disagreement. "Yeah they both make foo-" Nick cut Max off. "Just tell me do they both make food yes or no?" Nick asked. "Yeah..yeah I guess." Max said. "Then shut the hell up."

I chuckled at their little argument. They have these at least six or seven times a day.. Max is usually right but let's Nick win so he can feel smart for once.

"Here we are." I said unbuckling my belt as the boys did too. We got out and headed into the now familiar alley, and were met by a big guy. Wearing a really dark blue suit, shiny shoes, and even sunglasses.. even though it's like past midnight.

"Olivia Cole?" He asked. I nodded slowly. He motioned for us to follow him. He took us into the coffee shop that closed down and headed inside. Dust in every corner filled the room as long as spider webs.

He precisely moved a book to a different spot on the book case. "Oh don't tell me. Is this gonna be like some spy shit, and that bookcase is gon-" Nick quickly stopped talking when he received a glare from Mr. I like to where sunglasses in the dark.

He moved the book a tad more and we heard a click. "Hold on tight." He said coldly then the floor fell out from under us. A high pitched scream. That's it. That's the only thing Max did.

We fell and hit a rock hard floor and thankfully I don't think I was injured too bad.

"You'll get used to it." Mr. I like to wear sunglasses in the dark said, then we noticed he landed on his feet. "Dude you're like spider man." Nick said with a big goofy smile. Mr. I like to wear sunglasses in the dark guy.. was not amused.

"Was that your scream babydoll?" I heard a voice from above me. I looked up to see Ethan towering over me with a smirk. I looked to Max and he gave me the 'please don't tell' look, so I nodded taking the blame for Max.

Ethan helped me up and him and my brothers shared a few glares. We followed sunglasses guy down the hallway, through a bunch of doors, until we reached Mr.Dolan's office.

We were instructed to sit in the chairs and waited for Mr. Dolan to acknowledge our presence.

"Alright let's cut to the chase, I'm sure miss Olivia has filled you two in. So you have a choice, you can either swear to omertà and not speak a word about this, or die, choose." Mr. Dolan said out of the blue.

"Um.. number one sounds pretty good. Right guys?" Nick said. Max and I nodded in sync. Mr. Dolan smiled. "Well then, take them to the shop, then come when you're done." He said rudely and shooed us away. Ethan obeyed and motioned for us to follow him out of the beautiful office.

We stood up and walked out of the room. Max and Nick walked side by side in the back, as me and Ethan were in the front. "What's the shop?" I asked quietly. Ethan scratches the back of his head nervously.