The flower in my throat

Talks

Leslie walked in to see Ray listening to music and curled up so got the kid's attention.

"Look Ray. I'm not mad at you but you should listen to your mother. She's looking out for you"

"And? I don't want the surgery"

"Fine that's your choice but if gets worse you tell us. Immediately"

"Fine!"

"Don't take that tone with me ray. This is for your own good" Leslie sighed as Ray just put his headphones back on and went onto his phone so left the room. He went downstairs to talk to Isabella and explain he tried to talk to Ray but the kid was having none of it.

Ray opened his phone to the group chat, silently sighing as he read the messages.

Emma: wait you mean Hanahaki as in the flower disease

Norman: most likely. This is what I've found on the web
-norman has sent one attachment-

Emma: oh gosh that sounds horrible! Ugh I wonder how it was caused

Norman: ray likes someone but she doesn't feel the same back

Emma: then we will find her and help

Ray: don't bother

Emma: oh hey! And why not?

Ray; you won't find her

Emma: does she go to a different school or?

Ray: no. My crush goes to our school

Emma: then why won't I find her.

Ray: you won't

Norman: oh- it's not a her?

Ray: mhm

Norman: right
-Norman has gone off line-

Emma; ohhh sorry for assuming Ray. I can help if you want it

Ray: don't bother.
-ray has gone offline-

Ray sat on his bed giving off a silent sigh as he continued to play his music ignoring his mum's call for dinner. Not in the mood to eat, after a few songs Ray turned his phone and music off and put something on the tv and started to binge watch some shows trying to distract this mind from overthinking the tone Norman had in his texts.

After a few hours, ray turned his tv off and went to go sleep trying to forget the day he just had. Hoping tomorrow would be Better.