The Boy Next Door G.D. {COMPLETED}

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Graysons pov

It was the next day and I was sitting on the couch watching TV with Dylan, Jake, Ethan, Cameron, and Aron.
"Ill be right back." Dylan was getting a call so he walked outside. After a couple minutes he came back in speechless with watery eyes. He just stood there.
"What happened?" I asked. He didnt answer. Then Ayla walked downstairs crying and she just walked up to Dylan and hugged him.
"Whats going on?" I was confused.
"opa is overleden." Ayla said, in Dutch I think. Jake looked sad.
"Their grandpa died." He said. I got up and walked to them. Ayla let go of Dylan and hugged me, crying into my chest.
"Its ok ayla." I rubbed her back.
"Come with me." I took her back upstairs and to her room and she stopped crying but was sniffing a little.
"Lay down. Ill be right back." She layed on her bed and went to my room. I grabbed something my mom used to give me all the time when I was sad as a kid. I always kept it. I walked back to her room.
"Here. Just hug this." I handed her a teddy.

she took it and cuddled it.
"Dont I get cuddles." I pouted and she giggled a bit. I layed next to her and she  cuddled up to me while still holding the bear.
"What am I going to do? He was amazing family."
"Life will get better. I promise."
"Thank you for the teddy. It helped."
"My mom use to give it to me when I was sad. I thought you could use it." 
"It does help. Thank you."
"Your welcome. Do you want to talk?"
"No."
"Do you just want me to lay with you?"
"Yeah."
"I can do that." I just layed with her. We layed in silence for a while until she broke the silence.
"Grayson?"
"Yeah?"
"Do people care about me?" Why was she asking that?!
"Well of course. Why would you need to ask?" She showed me her phone and it was on an Instagram post. A picture she posted of us kissing, a cute picture.
"What does this have to do with us caring about you?"
"Just read the comments." She was hugging me and the bear still. I looked at the comments.

@itskaykay you dont deserve him
@meggracias i bet its fake. He wouldn't like you
@hey_its_us of course its fake!! He wouldn't kiss you

Why would people say these things?! I kept scrolling and found one that stood out to me.

@dolandove you dont matter! No one cares about your ugly ass

I put the phone down and rubbed her arm.
"Their just jealous. We care about you. I care about you. And your not ugly. Your very beautiful."
"Are you lying?" I made her sit up and she sat on my lap so she was straddling me.
"I would never lie to you. I care about you so much and you are very beautiful." She made a face of disbelief when I said she was beautiful.
"Do you not believe me?" She shrugged. She looked sad. I took a picture of her.
"Can I just lay with you?"
"Yeah." She got of me and layed back down so she was cuddling me and holding the teddy. I went on Instagram on my phone and used the picture I took of her and put the caption 'everyone stop hating on Ayla! I care about her very much and she is very beautiful. She is going through enough already, she doesn't need you guys being mean to her. So leave her alone!' I tagged her in the picture and posted it.
"Do you not think your beautiful?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because:"
"Because why? I just want you to know im here."
"Because i was teased."
"For what?" I pushed. She took a deep breath.
"When i was younger i was teased for how i looked. I tried hurting myself and ended up in a hospital." Why was she doing that?!
"But your beautiful."
"Do you want to know what I did the last time someone said that to me?"
"no" i thought.
"Yes."
"Will you not tell anyone?"
"I promise." She gave me her arm and i was confused. I rolled up her sleeve and saw nothing. I turned her arm so i could see her wrist. My eyes widened. She had 8 scars on her wrist. 8 cuts. I didnt know what to do. I just let go of her arm and got up. She looked at me with sadness and confusion. I just left the room.