Complication • Ray x reader

Chapter 20

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome," you mumbled. The both of you started eating in comfortable silence and you were ready to finish your dinner so you could start eating your dessert. You bit into it and almost had a heart attack. "Oh my gosh this tastes so good," you mumbled astonished.

You looked at Krone with an amazing look decorating your features as you looked at the angel who sat next to you.

"Where did you learn to cook and bake, Krone? This tastes so good!" You muffled.

She looked up and pursed her lips together before responding. "Where did I learn to cook? My mama taught me how, of course. But over time I started to love cooking a lot. And a matter of fact that's how I met Ray's mother."

You finished your plate and laid back in your seat listening to her story.

"A long time ago, when my mother was around, she was raised by this older lady who worked at a foster care that was filled with many children. Everyone called her Granny or Grandma, no one ever called her by her real name.

She had a daughter around the same age as me but her daughter is a little older than I am. To be specific, she's five years older than me. And she is Ray's mother. She's not blood-related to her but, she was extremely close to her. She was in that foster care.

Whenever my mother would go there to visit Grandma, I would tag along with her. I was a young adult at the time, maybe around twenty years old, going on twenty-one," she said.

You hummed in acknowledgment, taking in her words while nodding gently.

"I would always cook for the children and Ray's mother would always watch over the children. Those kids loved both of us. They even referred to me as 'Sister Krone' and the other woman as 'Mom' since they called the older lady, 'Grandma'."

"Grandma would sometimes help me cook in the kitchen along with my mother. Over time I got better and I would just make a lot of food to the point the kids would have leftovers for the next day. When I found out about Isabella had a son, I would save him a plate."

"Wow, so she must have had him at a young age."

"Yes, she did. She had him when she was nineteen years old. Even though she was considered an adult, she was still a teenager. But she did what she had to do to make ends meet for the both of them."

You looked down and bit the bottom of your lip.

"That's why Ray is such a hard worker. He wanted to give his mother a better life and he has become very successful as you can see. And he did it at such a young age. It would take anyone else years to get in the spot he's in now.

He considers me and my family his family because I helped took care of him. On the days that Isabella had to work, I would watch him and he would play with my daughter, Jemima, she's only eight years younger than him. But even though they're not blood-related, he always protects her and even spoils her when he has the chance," the older lady laughed just thinking about all the times when Ray would pick up her daughter and she would come back home with multiple shopping bags.

You smiled softly and hummed. "That's nice."

Her laughs died down a little and she looked down at the table with a sad smile on her face. "Yeah... he's such a good boy, he'd always have been even if he doesn't show it... I can't imagine what he's going through right now. He's keeping all of his emotions in. I can see it in his eyes. But it isn't my place to force him to do anything and it's not my place to tell him how he should feel. Only he can..."