Lost In The Clouds wlw

Chapter 5

As soon as we got back to the disregarded apartment Grace gave me that look she had me sit down on the kitchen aisle and stood behind the counter "Seriously what were you thinking you went into my cabinet and then decided that it would be okay to lie to my face". 

"What were you are thinking honestly and now I find out you are doing drugs? Now I know why you are so tired all the time why you're breath stinks of a strong smell why you look like you're half drunk all the time". 

"You wouldn't understand what is going on in my life!" my tone was growing bitter I was agitated I have had these talks with 5 different social workers already telling me there is something mentally wrong with me. that I was deranged into making the wrong decisions by family members and that I'll end up just like my mum sad washed up and alone. 

I really did not need this bull shit from her too. 

"Don't you raise your voice at me I am your mother. if I can't understand then explain to me baby please I can't make it better if you shut me out". 

"No mum some things are just better not said I just can't I really can't" I could feel my voice breaking up as I turned to walk to my bedroom. 

"Hey, we are not done talking". The woman called after me "I just need some space to clear my head and when I'm ready to talk then I'll talk" dismissing myself to my room I sighed flinging myself on my bed and pressing my palms to my eyes. 

Shit shit shit! you always know when to fuck things up again Grey you never know when to stop, do you?. 

Slumping further into my bed a notification dings setting a small panic in the back of my mind. My thoughts seemed to drown out time and sound at that moment. All until now. 

A small smile lit up on my face as I saw who it was from. 

Sylas 

Sylas: Hey Grey are you okay some of my friends told me about some commotion in the cafeteria. 

Apparently, you got into some fight with a weird older woman.  Who was she? are you in danger? 

I giggled as I stared down at my dimly lit phone screen to see Sylas worry about me this much was cute. Sweet fundermentle if you would. 

Me: What no that's just Grace. 

Sylas: Grace? how have you never mentioned a Grace to me before? Do you have a girlfriend or something?. 

This caused me to chuckle even more my heart started beating a lot faster. 

Me: why are you jealous *Wink face emoji*

Sylas; Jealousy is a understatement I just hope that whore knows to stay away from you. 

Me: Relax Sylas you know my heart is yours to treasure. In a lot of different ways Im yours for the time being. And about that strange woman, she is my adoptive mother. 

Sylas: Oh fuck Im so sorry God that is so disrespectful of me. 

Me: It's all good love. No harm done. 

Sylas: How come you had never told me about her how come I have never met her all the times I had come over to your place? 

Me: Grace is a business woman Im old enough to take care of myself and plus it's nice I see her enough to not be lonely and see her less frequently enough to have my own space and not feel so suffocated and trapped as I did in my previous foster homes. 

Sylas: Well am I able to meet her?

Me: You want to meet my mother. 

Sylas: Yes I want to meet her why is that an issue?  We are friends right I would presume so. 

Me: Me you friends. yeah, I don't think friends bone each other on the irregular. 

Sylas: yeah well we have a special type of connection more physical and less talking. We are having a party tonight well not really a party just a small gathering with some of my friends. You and olive should come it will be fun. Bryce and Lucas will be there. 

Me: I will be honest house parties really aren't my scene. And Im nighty nine percent sure Im grounded. 

Sylas: I had a feeling you would say that you perfect weirdo. That reminds me of Open up.

A segmented piece of rock hit the side of my window pain causing me to flinch at the sharp scraping noise it was followed by footsteps coming up the fire escape from the apartment complex. 

"Hello weirdo"  she smiled up at me walking into my bedroom and shutting the bedroom widow. My door slammed open the second Sylas's boots hit the wooden flooring. "Grayson vander! If you are seeking out again we are going to have a huge issue". 

"Oh hello," Grace gave Sylas a smile and glared at me. "What is she doing here" she looked at me narrowly giving me a stare with her blue orbs and her face morphing into a stone bitch faced look. 

"Um I was just bringing Grayson homework," Sylas said getting a book out of her backpack and awkwardly throwing it on my bed gulping as she did so and staring back at Grace nervously. "Yeah right so you couldn't have just used the front door like a normal human being". 

Silence filled the room as I seriously started to rethink my whole existence wanting a whole to suck me up whole. 

"Grayson, is there something you want to tell me?". 

I guilty stared at the floor like I had committed yet another felony that Grace needed to bail me out on. "She's a friend mama," I said to her my voice hung low and my time had changed visibly. 

"Are you a friend friend dear or are you just a friend because I call bushit whenever Grayson sees a really gorgeous girl she has the same issue she can't look them in the eye or me in fact when there near her she always looks so guilty like she has come out of juvey again". 

Sylas chuckled meanly while the nervous pit in my stomach was making me feel nauseous. "See my daughter here has not had a very positive experience when it has come to things like these if all she's had so many hardships in life but I don't want to discuss that unless she is comfterble. So peach would you like to tell me if is this you're friend friend or if am I wrong about it? Because seriously this girl was eyeballing you like eye candy from the front drive when she crawled in". 

"I caught her when I was doing the laundry downstairs". 

"Um," I opened my mouth to speak but ended up shutting it up immediately. "Hey, Kochanie you can say it".

"Okay, fine ill do it for you" Sylas chuckled to herself god I loved hearing the sound of her peppermint laughter,

"I and Kochanie are kind of going out I guess well if that's okay with her I was going to ask her out to go to a party with me that I'm holding with a couple of friends". "Is it okay if I could please wisk up Kochanie for a couple of hours. I promise I will bring her back home at a reasonable hour Please please Grace".

"Don't look at me like some lost puppy fine I'll let you go with her Kochaine" Grace said in a mocking tone and stared at her. This only caused her to blush from embarrassment holding onto my arm for comfort.

"Care to tell me what Kochanie means". Grace stood in the doorway staring back at us while the blond tightened her grip on my arm burying her face in my shoulder blade. "Um it's darling in polish" I cut in trying to defend my hook-up partner just a little.

"Plus you wouldn't want to hear the worser things she has called me". This made me chuckle more as Sylas was digging her teeth know into the back of my shoulder while I patted her head gently. Siing her embarrassed was something I found so amusing.

"I'm sure she has you two are quite noisy I should warn you both that even when I'm out of the house the security cameras are noise activated. I can hear you from outside the front of the house".

Both of us now stood there in embarrassment "Girls come out of here when you are hungry for something else that is not each other".  Grace winked and walked off.

"Holy shit you're mum scares the living shit out of me".