Ethan laid down on his bed shutting his eyes. Another long shift, another argument with his temperamental brother. He hated fighting with him, he knew they'd never be best friends, but he didn't want to be enemies either. He knew cal had gone to the pub with max after work, he planned to be asleep for when he returned, to avoid a drunken argument.
He groaned as he heard his phone ring. 1:54 am. Incoming call from lily. He planned on letting it go to voicemail but because she was calling so late he assumed it must be important. "What?" He mumbled picking up the phone.
"Ethan? You need to get here right now!"
"Where? What's happened? Calm down!"
"Cals been attacked outside the pub"
"What?!" He asked sitting up quickly. "Is he okay?"
"No, not really, their bringing him in now, just get down here okay?" And then the phone went dead.
He jumped out of bed, quickly putting on some clothes, his mind was running away with bad thoughts, he couldn't loose his brother, he just couldn't.