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Grayson woke up in a mood.
I don't know what his problem is, he was fine when I fell asleep. Maybe I was right, and he was only being like that because he has a concussion.
He's only giving me one-word replies and it's frustrating me. It started as soon as I walked into the kitchen.
"How's your head?" I ask him, walking to sit on the counter. His eyes stay on his mug as he sips his coffee.
"Fine" He answers blandly. His tone confuses me and I find myself staying quiet, looking down at my lap.
I look at the clock behind him.
"I've gotta go," I tell him. I jump off the counter and his head snaps to look at me.
"Why?" He mumbles. He gives me a expression that I don't understand.
"I've got work," I say simply. He frowns, but nods.
"Bye," He tells me. He doesn't move to kiss me, or even hug me, and it makes my heart drop.
Did I do something?
"Bye" I mumble back.
I chuckle sourly to myself before turning to leave the room. I cross my arms across my chest, suddenly feeling uncomfortable in his clothes.
I don't understand his mood swings. Maybe I'm just thinking too much about it.
Work seems so slow these days. Especially when I don't have any "special requests" from patients.
Grayson doesn't text me all day, and every time I type a message, I end up deleting it.
You know who does text me? Lucian. Still won't leave me alone.
He begs me to meet him, at least one more time, and I agree, but only because he bribes me with Aspen. He also promised he'd bring me dinner. I agree to meet him in the park where we met.
So, after work, I go home and shower before heading to the park across town. I don't mind the drive, I actually prefer it. I like driving. Helps me think.
Aspen jumps me the second she sees me, and she doesn't let go.
"Hi, bug" I chuckle. She sniffs, and it breaks my heart.
"I missed you" she cries.
I'm such a bad person.
"I know, sweetheart, I missed you too. I'm sorry. I'm here now, it's okay" I assure her. I look up at Lucian, who is watching our interaction with a frown. He gives me a weak smile.
"Let's go sit down, yeah?" I tell her, but make no move to set her down. I carry her towards a table, and Lucian follows us.
She lets me sit her on the picnic table bench, but grips my hand tightly as if she's afraid I'm going to leave her here.
