ETHAN

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Gender: Male
Status: In a relationship
Age: 32
Sign: Cancer
Country: United Kingdom

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September 12, 2015

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07/21/2019 03:57 PM 

Taken

Taken
❝I'm standing here, I'm screaming out❞
A knock rang out in the front hallway of the flat.
Ethan glanced up to see Holden walking towards the front door to answer it.
“Coming!” He announced to the person knocking aggressively against the door.
He opened the door and was met with a short woman and a pair of constables.
“Can I help you?” Ethan heard from the living area.
“We’re looking for Ethan Lockhart.” The taller male held out a signed court order.
The sound of his name caught his attention and he sat Evie down in the swing before walking the length of the hallway.
“I’m him. How can I help?” He asked as he tried remaining calm.
“We have a court order to remove infant Evelyn Lockhart from the premises on suspicion of abuse and neglect.”
The short woman presented another form with the details of the charges.
Ethan’s mouth went dry and he felt his body shake in the wake of the words.
“But... how...? What...?” He couldn’t form words properly anymore. His mind pinged to protecting Evie. There had to be a mistake.
“Officer we don’t understand. Who would make these claims?” Holden asked as he used his body to block the entrance of the flat.
“You can contact the office for more details before the court hearing.” The short lady spoke and tried to push her way through Ethan and Holden.
“No!” Ethan protested without realizing.
“Sir, let us through. We don’t want to make this any harder than it has to be.”
“No! You can’t take her!” His hand instinctively raised and was blocked by Holden as the constable reached for the handcuffs in his belt.
Ethan felt himself being pushed back as the trio made their way inside.
Hands on his shoulders, Holden’s.
“Look at me.” His best friend said firmly.
Evelyn cried as the short woman picked her up.
Everything in him wanted to run to her but all he could manage was to lock eyes with his best friend.
“Don’t watch... Ethan focus on me...” The words felt alien in his ears.
“Why...” the only word that would come from his lips.
“We’ll be in contact with the details soon.” The other constable that hadn’t spoken much finally said.
And that was it.
They left with Evelyn crying and the room was suddenly quiet.
The last thing he remembered was his body giving way and the world going dark.

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07/19/2019 10:47 PM 

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Connections

Holden Lockhart-Jims - Husband (x)
Elaina Boyd - Best Friend (x)
Evelyn  McCartney - Daughter (NPC)
Villanelle  Lockhart - Sister (NPC)
Kellen McCartney - Ex Boyfriend (NPC)
Matilda Ross - Ex Girlfriend/Friend (NPC)

 

 

Writing

The Colour Red
Tennessee
Louisville vs Manchester
Seeing Double
Pronouns
Taken
Court Hearing #3
Breaking News
What's in a Name?
Stars and Festivals
Truth Bombs
Crashing Down Around Me
Even in Death
Wedding Speeches
 

 

 

Photosets

When you were mine ✉️ Incoming Messages
McCartney VS Lockhart - BBC NEWS
✉️ Group Texts
✉️ Big Sister
✉️ Not a Unicorn
✉️ You did what?
Pre-Wedding Facetime
EDEN Wedding

 





 

07/19/2019 10:23 PM 

When you were mine



Kellen - When you were mine

We had a time, oh what a time. There was a time, there was a time. When you were mine.

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07/19/2019 06:43 PM 

Pronouns

Trigger Warnings: Pregnancy, Birth Mentioned, Medical, Misgendering, Deadnaming
Pronouns
to live with a female body;
it would have been fine!
if only that body
happened to be mine

For the hundredth time since he had arrived at the A&E he heard the resounding “she” in regards to himself.

He wasn’t sure which was worse. The crippling bands of tightening around his stomach. Or the onset of nausea the word brought on as it made him painfully aware of his assigned birth gender.

“Miss... Cara Lockhart, is that you?”

He recoiled.

“Whaa... no. Wait, yes.” The words fumbled from his lips and into the air like smoke or poison.

“Ethan,” he corrected. “My name...”
Pain, again. This seemed like it would never end.

“Oh f***ing hell,”

The nurse examined the chart and back at him. “But... it says Cara on the intake forms.”

This was not the moment he wanted to correct someone on his name.

The name change was in progress but his legal documents still displayed the deadname he abandoned ages ago.

“My name is Ethan.” He mumbled when the pain subsided.

God, where was Holden when he needed him?

At this point he might even welcome his parents there. Anyone with a familiar face.

A confused look spread across the nurse’s face as a team of 3 others joined the side of the gurney.

“No worries, sir.” The male nurse shot a glare at the nurse as he emphasized the word sir.

“We will take good care of you Ethan.”

Ethan watched as the new nurse made a note on the chart.
——————
Doctors and nurses moved about the room with monitors and lines to attach to him.

Everything seemed to happen so quickly that he wasn’t sure what was going on.

It wasn’t until he heard the familiar sound of his best friend’s voice echoing down the hallway that he began to understand.

“That’s my best friend in there!” The voice shouted and a smile spread on Ethan’s face as he listened.

After what seemed like forever the curtain pushed back and in came the one person he knew would always have his back.

“The nurse refused to let me back. Something about not being family. I said, listen woman, if anyone is his family it’ll be me.”

Ethan watched the way the smile played across Holden’s face as he explained what had happened in the lobby. “... so I guess they didn’t want a fight or something. They finally let me back.”

More pain had hit as Holden spoke, drawing in Ethan’s attention again.

He reached for his best friend’s hand and this time he was there.

 ——————

The midwife gave a grin and nodded towards the nurse next to her.

“This baby’ll be here any moment now I think. Miss.” Again with the miss and ma’am.

“It’s sir you kumquat. If you don’t get it right I’ll file a report.”

If it weren’t for the new wave of contractions Ethan might have responded to Holden’s threat with a laugh. But he was focusing on breathing through the pain.

——————
Hours had passed until finally a cry was heard through the room.

First soft. Then louder and more prominent.

“Congratulations Sir. You have a daughter.”

A wiggly and wet baby was handed to him and he felt a wave of emotions as he looked at her.

Completely unexpected, but perfectly welcomed.

Words were failing him as he stared at the tiny baby and held onto her fingers.

Holden beamed like the proudest uncle a kid had ever been given.

“Evelyn...” Ethan finally said with almost a whisper. “Sweet Evelyn.”


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