Grace's POV:
I look up from the television to look at the time. It's currently 10PM in California and the darkness outside has well settled in. Currently, I am sitting on the couch with mom watching Finding Dory. What can I say, I will forever be a child at heart. But, in all seriousness it is great to be able to spend time with mom, just the two of us. Sebastian is up in his room and dad is away in New York for some business. My parents are always so busy, and it really can take it's toll.
I'm snapped from my thoughts as I feel myself being pulled and eventually I'm in mom's lap. I cuddle close to her, resting my head in the crook of her neck and wrapping my arms around her torso. I've always been a Momma's girl. My mom is my idol and one of mine best friends. I'm always comforted by her.
We continue to sit in silence for a moment before mom finally speaks.
"What are you thinking about baby?" She asks as she runs her fingers through my hair. I sigh
"Nothing" I let out in a small monotone voice. I can hear mom chuckle a bit at the comment
"Grace Alexandra, I know when something is wrong with you. What's wrong sweetheart?" Mom lifts up my chin to meet her gaze as she finishes. I start playing with her fingers.
"I just miss you. You are always so busy I barely get to see you anymore" at this point, I am holding back tears. I can hear mom's breath hitch and she moves to take my face in her hands.
"I know your father and I are busy baby and I hate being away from you and your brother, but that doesn't mean I love you any less. Do you understand?" I can see her eyes start to get glassy as she looks intently at me.
"I know you love me. I just miss you when you leave" the tears I was holding back are now streaming down my face. All of the bottled up feelings finally flowing out of me.
"Oh baby" mom says as she pulls me in closer to her and gives me a kiss on the forehead.
"Everything will be fine. I don't have anything scheduled until next month so we can spend lots of time together ok?" all I can do is nod my head and close my eyes. Eventually I stop crying and mom is slowly rocking me back and forth.
I am enjoying the comfort when I feel my phone ringing in my back pocket. I sigh and take the phone from my pocket as I take seat next to mom on the couch. In my annoyance, I don't even care to look who it is and I just pick up.
"Hello?" I say in a stale voice.
"Grace" I hear through sobs. I immediately sit up farther.
"Brooklyn? What's wrong?" I say worried. I can still hear her crying on the other side.
"Can I sleepover your house tonight? I don't want to be home" her voice is broken and shaky. A million things are running through my mind.
"Let me ask mom, don't hang up" I command to her. Mom looks at me with a curious face.
"Can Brooklyn sleepover?" I ask. Mom's eyebrows furrow.
"Isn't it a little late to be planning a sleepover?" she says. I just shrug and give her pleading eyes. She lets out a sigh.
"Ok, Ok as long as its fine with Cara and Joel it's fine with me" I smile at her even though I know neither Cara nor Joel know this is happening.
"They do. Thank you mom" I lie. She'd kill me if she found out I lied so we need to play this safe.
"Brooklyn" I say into the phone
"It's alright for you to come over" I hear a shift from the other side.
"Oh thank you, thank you" she chokes out In her continued tears.
"Your welcome I'll see you soon" I say as I hang up the phone. I immediately go to my texts and ask her
"How are you getting here?" I know Theo can't know about this.
"Theo is asleep so I am going to sneak out and take a cab" I can only roll my eyes at her responds.
"Please be safe"
"I will" with that I click my phone locked and look up at mom.
"Well" she's says
"Brooklyn should be here soon, Theo is gonna drop her off and then he's got to go finish an event" mom smiles.
"Ok baby" she says as she kisses my forehead and makes her way off of the couch and into the kitchen. This night is sure to become more eventful.
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Hollywood Life (a Suicide Squad Cast Story)
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