bet | grayson dolan

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KIANNA'S POINT OF VIEW;

"Im so sorry, honey." my mom cooes, as she plays with my hair.

I'm currently snuggled on my mothers chest as we sit on my bed.

i don't understand why this has to happen to me.

tonight was supposed to be one of the best nights, it was going smooth until mom called.

"his happier now" she says, trying to comfort me.

A sniffle escapes me, as I hold onto my mom tighter.

"h-his gone." I cry into my mothers chest, making her pull me closer to her.

"honey, it's okay." she cooes.

the doorbell rings, causing my cries to stop, and my mother's hand gestures to pause.

"I'll go get it." mom speaks, getting up from my bed.

before she goes she makes sure to snuggle me into the blanket, and kiss my forehead.

"I'll be quick." she whispers, before exiting me room.

i never got to say bye to him.

my own dad.

His dead.

the last time I saw him was when he was slowly starting to get sick.

i hated every moment of looking at him, the way he looked.

he started loosing weight, as well as he started loosing hair.

and I didn't want to see him like that.

so I told him that I'll visit him when he gets better.

but he never.

[a/n] : her parents are divorced.

a loud knock on my door causes me to break from my thoughts.

"come in, mom." my voice comes out below a whisper.

the door creaks open slowly, "I'm not your mom, but can I still come in?" a deep voice asks.

my head moves up to see grayson, standing behind the door––his head peeping through.

"yes." I say, falling back down onto my bed.

He slowly shuts the door, and begins to walk towards me.

"Im so sorry, Ki." he says, as I feel the bed dip beside me.

"i-i didn't say by-e." I hiccup.

turning my head to face grayson, he quietly takes off his shoes.

"I know, Ki." he speaks, turning to face me.

"c-can you hold me?" I question––needing the feeling of someone.

he nods his head, before crawling under the comforter with me.

turning around, I face my closet; as he wraps his large hand around me.

"I don't understand, why it had to happen." I let out.

his large hand caresses my warm skin, while the other holds me tightly secure. [wtf, idk]

"shh." he cooes.

my sniffles, mixed with grayson's cooing fill the silent room.

i couldn't have asked to be with somone else, at this exact moment.

"thank you, gray." I mumble, before drifting to sleep.

"always."

//

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