Willow Cole moves back to sunny California in order to try another career path.
Ballet.
She always had a passion for it and got lost in the music and dancing.
But Willow gets distracted when her ballet teacher groups her and her high school crush...
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"so much pain for someone so young." ---
The party is going well.
Right now, I am sitting on one of the chairs while looking at Melody and her friends. I am also seeing Ethan and Mathew run around the backyard, chasing one another.
Mathew came about an hour ago. I have been talking to Grayson's mom and watching Melody. Grayson and Kayden were mostly together, and I wanted to ask Lucy who Olivia was, but I was too pussy to do that.
Grayson is inside and I heard him arguing with his mom for a little bit. I was about to go and look for him, but I want to give him space.
My mind is going in circles about who Olivia is.
Is it a past girlfriend?
Current girlfriend?
Melody's mom?
The thought of Melody's mom makes my stomach churn. I have never heard of her, but I want to ask Gray about her. I want to know what happened when he became a fourteen-year-old dad.
The feeling of my phone vibrating makes me look away from Melody and instead I look down at my phone in my hands and see my dad's contact on the screen.
I stand up from the chair and answer the phone while walking away towards the party.
"Hello?" I said once I answered the phone.
"Where are you Willow?" He asked and I roll my eyes.
Of course, that's the first thing he asks me when I answer.
"At a birthday party," I said as I walk out the front door of the house and sit down on the porch.
"Who's birthday, is it?"
"Grayson and his daughter," I answered. without hesitating.
Fuck that.
I'm over him and his bullshit.
"Leave Willow. Why are you in god's name with him?" MY dad said in a tense voice on the phone.
"Because I love his daughter and want to spend time with her for her birthday."
"Don't lie to me Willow. You are there for that Grayson boy. Get home now." My dad demanded.
"No," I argued. "I'm not a kid anymore and you can't keep treating me like one. It's ridiculous how you think you can."
"I don't want you around Grayson. He is bad news and not good for you."
"How do you even know who he is dad? You never even met him and it's stupid how you think you can control me like that."
My dad stays silent on the phone for a few more seconds before he finally replies. "Don't argue with me Willow. Grayson isn't a good guy."
"And how do you know?"
"Let's just say I have crossed paths with him. Besides, he is in that fighting bs that your idiot brother was in."
"Don't," I said as tears started to form in my eyes. "How could you even say something like that?"
It breaks my heart hearing how my dad talks about my brother like that. How could he say something like that about Myles?
"Honey. Myles was in something very illegal, and he wouldn't have died if he just did the right thing and not sinned like he did many times-"
"Stop making everything about the goddamn church dad! Nothing is ever about sinning or not."
"Willow-"
"No. I can't even talk to you right now." I said as more tears fell from my eyes. "You always know how to ruin everything."
"Willow-"
I hang out the phone so that I don't get to hear whatever he has to say.
Myles was in an illegal fighting ringing but that doesn't mean he was a bad person. Myles was an amazing brother and I miss him every single day.
I wipe my tears and stand up from the porch.
Deep breathes.
I turn around to go back inside the house but instead I see Grayson. He is leaning against the door frame and looking at me.
"I'm sorry. I didn't-" I could even finish my sentence because Grayson walks towards me and wraps his arms around me. When I feel his arm hug me tight into his embrace more tears roll down my eyes and I start to breathe heavily. "He's awful Grayson. I hate him. I hate him so much." I cried.
I feel Grayson's hand run his hand through my hair as he whispers, "It's okay." in my ear.
"I don't want to go home, Gray. I don't want to see him ever again. He's horrible." I cried more.
"It's okay. You can come over. You can stay at my house. Melody is going to stay here at my mom's for a sleepover with her friends."
I lean away from Grayson and look up at him, seeing him look down at me.
"Thank you," I said softly.
Grayson looks down at me with an adoring look and his hand comes up to my face and his finger touches my cheek.
He sighs and kisses my head before wrapping his hand around me. "Come on."
