Ethan Crumbley Siblings Novels & Stories

Someone exclaimed, "You didn't receive anything, Zoe? But Mr. Pozzi always treats you the best!" It was hard to describe how I'd felt at that moment. I felt like laughing more than getting upset. I wanted to laugh at how foolish I was for the past three years. Back then, tired from all the infighting of my mafia famiglia, I chose to run away. I wasn't expecting to meet Simone at the company I worked at. At that time, he wasn't a CEO yet, but only an ordinary coworker of mine. He had no subordinates at his beck and call and no ability to throw millions around on a whim.

Hunter said. "Uncle!" Ethan frowned. "You make it sound like I'm an old buddy," Ethan grinned. "How about you call me Bro Ethan? That sounds cool, Etha," he suggested, "And we can be best friends and team up against your big sister." Ethan grinned at Wynter, unknowingly inviting trouble for himself. "Do you know what that means, Hun?" Wynter glared at Ethan. "Bro Ethan wants you to fight with Wyn Wyn. He says I'm bad."

I bop her with my hip and she lets out a relieved smile. Ethan practically eats all the cookies. The rest of us barely get a look in. “Can you not eat all of them? Have some of that brown mush you made if you are still hungry,” Gabriel groans, glowering at Ethan as he shovels another few cookies in. I shake my head. I never realised how greedy Ethan was, but seeing as he is the bulkiest of the brothers, perhaps it is starting to make sense.

He saw me and raised one hand in a half wave that managed to be completely without performance. "I can't believe you're here, I mean you are but I am just confirming." He fell into step beside me. "Car's this way." The market was twenty minutes out on a road that ran alongside open fields and the occasional farm gate. Tyler talked the whole drive, about his sister's latest crisis involving a roommate and a missing jacket, about a podcast he had started listening to during early morning practice, about the fact that he had tried to cook something from scratch last week and the result had been technically edible but only technically.

I can't wait to see Nana Jones with the bucket of water because Nana Jones is always true to her words. There are grunts and yawns from the siblings. Evans is the first to wake up, and when he's done rubbing his sleepy eyes, he's being greeted face to face with his younger brother's butt. He scrunches his face up in disgust and smacks Sam's butt. The impact makes Sam stirs and twists Max's legs and his feet shoves Max's head backwards.

He is Mr. Grumpy but super attractive. Ethan. My brother's best friend and my taboo. “Pass me the salt, Jack.” Dad says to my brother who teases him with it for a while before handing it over. I watch as my family laugh and tease one another as we sit around a huge barbecue, eating and having fun. Not all of us seem like we are having fun though, and not everyone here is my family. There is dad, Jack my brother, and Ethan his best friend.

“This is fucked, man. All of it.” Ethan leaned back against his truck. “You think I don’t know that?” “We’ve been friends since sixth grade. You remember when my dad took us camping and you fell in the river trying to show off?” Jake gave a short laugh that died quick. “Now I can’t even look at you without wanting to swing again. Because of my sister.” “I remember,” Ethan said quietly. “I remember a lot of shit. That’s why this sucks so bad.”

Ethan thundered furiously. "Regardless of whether I'm somewhat upset with myself that I'm love with Henry, however what's happening with you? Both of you are siblings, Ethan, for what reason are you being so horrible?" Sally harshly scrutinized Ethan jeered at the manner in which Sally defended Henry. Ethan jeered "Sibling? What sibling?Are you utterly insane? My mother only gave birth to me! I don't have a sibling"

The room was eerily silent except for the rhythmic tapping of Ethan’s fingers on the keyboard. “So, you’re the third sibling in your family, raised by a single father with an absentee mother. You went to Aberdale High School and then Greenwood Community College but dropped out and moved to Atlanta when you were 20. Since then, you’ve been hopping from one job to another. You used to frequent The Fiddles, that bar downtown. Met some guys there, went home with them after a good night of drinking. And... You had a miscarriage when you were 22.”

I don't want to complicate things between is any further Okayyyy Ethan's planning something big 😁😁😩😩 Watch out Ava