"Thank you for this" I said to Grayson as I sat next to him
"For what?" He asked
"For bringing me food and actually caring. It's nice to have that today" although I wished he would have been around yesterday or something, this was still good.
"How's Melody?" I asked him
"Melody?" He look confused. Well now I know he wasn't spending those days with her
"Yeah, I thought maybe something sparked between you guys" I said
"Is that where you think I've been?" He laughed and took a sip of his drink
"I told you, me and her aren't gonna work out"
"Yeah I know...I just thought that something was there" I said. He softly laughed again
"Why? I would assume that you wouldn't want anything to be there between us" excuse me?
"Why would you assume that?"
"Because I could tell you felt something towards me when we first met" he said. my eyes widened as I stared at him. I could feel my face getting red. Just as I was about to defend myself he said something
"Relax, I'm just kidding"
No the fuck he wasn't kidding. He wouldn't have said that just to joke around-
So I just laughed it off...awkwardly
"How's Keeth?" He asked. I looked down and sighed, I really didn't know how he was. The autopsy wasn't going to be happening for another week, and until then, Keeth was still framed with murder.
"I'm not sure, the last time I talked to him was a couple days ago" I said. Grayson nodded and bit the inside of his cheek, I knew he wanted to say something
"He didn't murder him, did he?" He asked.
I shook my head and blurted out "No".
"Why doesn't anyone believe me when I tell them that Keeth is innocent? Sure he does drugs and gets in trouble but he would go and murder my ex boyfriend. Keeth isn't like that, he's not a ruthless murderer Grayson-"
Grayson put his hand on mine and gave it a squeeze.
"I believe you Loni, I promise" he smiled at me and rubbed small circles on my palm. I took a deep breath and looked down
"Have you been okay lately? Minus all the shitty stuff happening?"
His words flew through me. Was I okay? Was I, okay? No. I was far from okay
"I don't know how to answer that" I kinda whispered. He interlocked his hand with mine and squeezed it again
"You can tell me anything" he said back
"I haven't gone home the last few nights, my dad..." I cut myself off, a lump began forming in my neck and I hated it. I hated talking about my issues. But I kept going
"My dad is falling apart Grayson." I couldn't hold eye contact with him
"Now that my grandma is gone, he started drinking again. And don't get me wrong, my dad can be the sweetest person you'll ever meet, but he's a completely different guy when he's drunk" I could feel how shaky my hands were, even in Graysons grip
"I told him about Keeth, and he believe that Luke is innocent and Keeth is some mass murderer that was living in our home. He believed my crazy ex over his own son"
I gulped and let out another sigh.
"He did this with mom too. Every night he would get drunk and yell about the smallest things. I don't wanna go back to that" I whispered the last words
"So I've just been hanging out here, and sleeping in my office or my car". Graysons face washed over with sadness, I didn't want him to feel bad for me because I was used to this shit. But some nights it's still drags me down
"You can sleep at my house from now on, I don't mind if you stay for days or weeks or whatever" he stood up, hand in hand with me
"No grayson, I'm not gonna bombard you." He chucked and grabbed his drink, walking towards his car with me
"Please don't argue with me Loni, I just wanna be there for you" I looked at him as he got into the drivers seat. I felt bad, always pushing him away. But it was so hard to let my guard down, especially over these past few years.
Graysons house was only a few minutes away from the aquarium, not even five minutes later and we were pulling up in his drive way
"I'm sorry" it felt like I was gonna cry
Don't cry. That's stupid
Loni don't fucking cry
"Don't be sorry" his voice was so quiet as he turned to me. A tear slipped down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it with the back of my hand.
Damnit
So much for not crying
He placed his hand on my face, forcing me to look him in the eyes.
"It's okay" he whispered as he use his thumb to wipe another tear. I reached up and held onto his hand, I couldn't take this anymore. My heart hurt so much and I knew it was only going to get worse.
"Everything's gonna be alright"
