Grey

11.

Daniels POV

The ride home with Greyson was surprisingly silent. His revelations a heavy weight between us that neither one of us wanted to bring up again. Greyson Grey suffered from severe depression. Greyson Grey tried to kill himself last year. These were things no one would expect from someone like him.

He was rich, popular, and good looking. He didn't have to worry about getting a scholarship to college like everyone else because he could afford to pay the tuition to any school of his choice. You would assume that someone like him had it all. But Greyson was crumbling from the weight of all the issues he had to deal with that no normal teenager ever should; fake friends, a ruthless mother, an absent father, no privacy, being forced to hide who he was from fear of bringing shame onto his family. That was some deeply stressful stuff.

And despite how Greyson claimed to be better because of his visits with his psychiatrists, I knew better. I could see the overwhelming sadness that haunts him in his strikingly grey eyes even when he tries to hide it with a smile. I saw it when I first met him that day in the closet when he kissed me.

"I might not be around long enough to reveal it anyway"

"You make me want to live."

It puzzled me then because I had no clue what he was talking about but now it all made sense. That was only a few months ago. A few months ago Greyson still wanted to die. Greyson was still contemplating death. Something that heavy doesn't just go away in a year.

So Greyson may believe that he's gotten better but I knew he was in denial. It didn't matter though because I would work hard to truly make him happy. To truly make him forget the sadness of the previous years. I will rip the sadness out of those beautiful eyes like old wall paper and replace it with the bright happiness I rarely saw from him.

These were the thoughts I had as I kissed Greyson goodbye and walked up the driveway to my house.

As soon as I opened the front door though, my mother pounced on me.

"How come you didn't tell me that you have a boyfriend." She said glaring at me.

Oh lord, someone help me. She must've been looking out of the window and saw us kiss. My mother was such a stalker.

"Because it's none of your business mom." I said getting irritated. I didn't need this right now after everything that just happened.

"Everything about you, since the day you came out of my vagina is my business. Now you need to invite him over for dinner next week." She said with her hands on her hips.

"Why next week?? Why not tomorrow?" I ask curiously. Usually my mom would want to meet any of my new friends as soon as possible so that she could decide if they were worthy of being my friend. My mother was crazy like that.

"Because next week your father is coming home!!" She said squealing and jumping up and down, then pulling me into a tight hug. This was really good news compared to all of the other heavy stuff I had been dealing with.

Dad was coming home. Things would finally feel normal around here again. My Dad always gave the best advice. He would know what I should do to help out Greyson and make him happy again.

As soon as I got upstairs to my room I called Amanda.

"Daaaannnnnnnnyyyyyyyy!!!!!!" She screamed as soon as she picked up the phone. I pulled the receiver away from my ear and glared at it as if she could see me.

"God woman, what the hell is wrong with you screaming in my ear all of the time? I'm not Hellen Keller but I will be if you continue to destroy my eardrums."