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Scarlette's POV

My head was pounding and I could barely walk straight but I knew that I would need to go downstairs so I wasn't questioned. I got up and walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth and put in some eye drops. Once I was done I slipped on a new pair of clothes and sprayed on some perfume so I wouldn't smell like weed. I walked downstairs and saw everyone crowded around the table.

"Good morning sweetie." Ms. Dolan smiled and I gave one in return.

"Good morning." I replied. "Do you have any Advil?" I asked giving her a look as if it was that time of month.

"Yes I do hold on." she said before quickly going to the bathroom and getting two pills and getting me a small glass of water.

"Thank you." I smiled swallowing both pills at once then finishing the glass of water. "So what's for breakfast?" I asked leaning over the table to look at the pink box that sat still in the middle waiting to be opened.

"I hope you like doughnuts." Ms. Dolan said opening the box and the sweet sugary smell filled the room.

"You look better." Grayson whispered and I couldn't help but feel guilty. I knew he would be mad that I went out and did that instead of just talking but I couldn't do it. Figuring out that you have been lied to for almost all of your life is a big deal and that's not something you just tell someone first thing.

"Can we go outside and eat?" I asked Grayson and he nodded his head so we walked out with a few doughnuts on a plate and sat beside the pool.

"What's up?" he asked as if he thought nothing was wrong.

"I think I can tell you now." I breathed taking a small bite out of the perfectly glazed doughnut.

"Are you sure you're ready for that?" he asked a little shocked at what I just admitted.

"No but I think I need to." I said trying my best to not look at him because that would just make me feel worst for what I did.

"You really don't. I don't need to know I just care a lot and want to help." he smiled and that made me feel a little better.

"I know but I feel very guilty." I admitted and he let out a laugh.

"What for going out and smoking mary ja juana?" he asked and I looked over at him like he was from another planet.

"What the hell is mary ja juana?" I laughed even though I was confused.

"Marijuana?" he stated as more of a question. 

"Then just say that dork." I giggled. "And it was weed not marijuana." I added on and he followed it with an eye roll.

"Same thing." he said with a big smile. "Anyway you don't need to feel guilty. I don't really care as long as you give me a reason why you did it." he adds and I take a big gulp before speaking.

"You're sure you want to hear this?" I ask for reassurance.

"Always." he says putting his hand over mine then pulling it away to let me explain.

"So when I was really young like 2 or 3 my mom went away. My dad always told me that when I was younger she got really sick and that she didn't want to me to catch what she had. After she had left she ended up dying and my dad didn't want to me to go to her funeral because it was going to be too hard for anyone to see and it would be too hard to understand. I just went with what he said and carried on with my life. I would occasionally ask what she was like before she was sick but all he said was she was the love of his life and wouldn't trade her for anyone else. So the call was about her and how the entire thing was a lie and she is trying to get rights over me to where and I can go and see her. Of course I would want to go and do that but I want some answers of like why she left and why I was lead to believe she was dead for 14 years but apparently that wont be able to happen. My dad already went into court and made sure that she can't come and see me until I'm 18 and even then there has to be another adult around to supervise the visit. When I'm 21 is when I can just go and see her as I please and talk to her as much as I want. My dad also said that if I see her around anywhere walk the other way because I could get hurt. I don't understand how she can hurt me if she is my mom. I just want answers and I was too upset to talk to anyone last night so that's why I went out and smoked so I could get my mind off of everything that happened." I said letting my tears come as they please to show that none of this was a lie. I looked over because he hadn't replied and when I saw him just sitting in shock I got scared.

"Scarlette I'm so so sorry. I wish I could help out but I don't even know what I can do. Do you know why he lied to you?" Grayson asked and I bit my lip trying not to scream.

"Yeah he said that he didn't want to hurt me when I was just a little girl." I answered and I could tell he hated that response just as much as I did.

"That's fucked up, like seriously fucked up. If I were in that place I would've just held off on telling the truth until you were a little older and I definitely wouldn't keep you from seeing your own mom." he said followed by an eye roll.

"Yeah I would've done that too." I replied with a sigh. "Now all I want to know is why she left, or if she left at all." I said and Grayson looked back at me confused.

"What do you mean 'if' she left?" he asked tilting his head as if he was a puppy dog that was just told to sit.

"I think my dad may have kicked her out or threatened her into leaving." I admitted and I could see his emotion was completely taken over with shock.

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