This Thing Called Love.

XXIV

Dani.

Two Weeks Later.

I've been staying at my moms house ever since I got back to LA. Me and Trent got into one of the worst fights we've ever been in.

He crossed the line telling Chris to stay away from me. I know he wants to keep me safe but he can't tell me who I can and can't deal with. He is my BROTHER! Not my father.

I know it's probably shocking that I'm staying with my mom but Trent knows where every body else stays. The only person that knows about me being here is my dad.

Not even Bri because I know she'll run her mouth.

Another thing is I haven't heard from Chris since I got home.

I can't believe he actually listened to Trent.

After what I've been through I didn't think he would do this.

There was knock on my room door.

"Come in."

The door opened and it was my YaYa with food.

"Yaya I told mommy I wasn't hungry."

"I don't care! Eat."

I took the plate from her.

"We gotta put some weight on you so you can carry my great grand babies." She said.

I rolled my eyes.

"Oh god! There won't be any babies anytime soon."

"If you say so...how are you holding up after everything?"

"I'm getting better. Still a little jumpy."

"I can't believe that happened to you."

"I know Yaya."

"Well eat up and if you need anything just call my name."

"Thank you."

She kissed my cheek and walked out. I cut on the tv and started eating.

I've barely been eating but this food was so fucking good.

My room door opened again. It was my sister.

"Oh my gosh Ash do you knock?!" I yelled.

"I got a surprise for you, close your eyes."

"No."

"Please."

"No Ashley."

"Come on."

"Oh my gosh." I shut my eyes. I heard her walk out the room.

"Don't open your eyes Danielle!"

"I'm not! Hurry up."

"Okay okaaaaay....open them."

I slowly opened my eyes.

"Oh my god!" I squealed.