His girl - COMPLETE

Chapter 6

- G R A Y S O N W O L F E -

I'm sitting alone on the playground while my mommy and papa are at the table talking. I haven't see mommy in weeks because she was in school. Papa was always sad whenever she had to leave, but he tried to keep a smile on his face whenever I was around. Now that mommy is back for good, papa is very happy. I keep seeing him kiss mommy on the face.

Gross.

I keep stealing glances at the pretty girl on the swing set with her parents. She looks happy but her parents don't. It looks like they don't even want to be here. I see other kids laughing and playing with each other, but none of them ever come up to play with me because their parents are afraid of papa. That's okay. I like playing by myself.

Looking back over to the girl again on the swing set, I see that she isn't there anymore. I start frantically looking around to look for her until I hear a tiny voice behind me.

"Hello!"

I turn around and I'm now face to face with the pretty girl from the swing set.

"Hi."

She takes another step towards me and says, "Wanna play?" I look around my surroundings to see if she's actually talking to me and when she starts to laugh, I look back to her. "You." She points to me. "Do you wanna play?" She asks again and this time I nod. She squeals and takes my hand in hers and pulls me to the slides.

"I'm Amelia!" The pretty girl tells me. I smile at her and then tell her my name, "I'm Grayson."

Amelia stops and turns to me with my hand still in hers. I can feel a rush of heat forming on my cheeks.

"Gra-e-ysin?" She tries to say my name but is having a hard time. I laugh and she pouts. "I can't say it!" She throws her hands in the air in defeat. "Can I call you G?" I nod at her and she squeals for like the tenth time and hugs me. I hold my breath until she lets me go.

I don't like people touching me.

"G." She points to me and then points to herself, "Amelia."

"Lia." I say.

"Huh?" she tilts her head. "I like Lia." I tell her. She thinks for a moment and then nods her head. "I like it too! But only you can call me that." I nod at her and then we're off to the slide.

G and Lia.

Lia and G.

I like it.

A loud alarm wakes me up and I jolt up. I look to my alarm to see that it's 5:30am. I bring my fingers through my hair and I start getting out of bed. The alarm is still ringing and I get so mad that I pull out my gun and shoot it to shut it up. I place my gun on my night stand next to Lia's book. I stare at it for a moment before grabbing it and throwing it across the room.

I can't believe she doesn't remember me!

Furious now, I march into my kitchen and swing open my fridge, grabbing all the fucking strawberries that I bought for her and toss them in the garbage.

My hair is now matted because I keep combing my fingers through it. Taking a deep breath of relief that I can no longer smell her, I make my way to my bathroom to get ready for the day.

After washing my hair and body, I get out and start brushing my teeth. Walking out of my room wearing only a towel, I hear a throat clear. I quickly grab the gun that I keep on my bathroom counter and point it at the intruder. Only it isn't an intruder, it's fucking Michael.