WILD ; G.D.

we don't talk anymore.

nobody said a single world when grayson and i sat at the table.

arielle seemed to be extremely antsy for some reason, which wasn't at all like her. she put a few waffles on a ceramic plate, and placed some fruit on the side before handing it to me. "good morning," she mumbled.

i looked over at grayson, who seemed to be just as confused as i was. without even saying a word, jacob copied arielle's actions, and handed grayson a plate as well.

the table was full, but the house was silent. jacob and cecelia whispered inaudibly to each other, arielle and ethan pushed food around on their plates.

"would somebody like to tell us what's going on?" i set my plate down on the empty placemat, and crossed my arms.

grayson took the last empty seat, and motioned for me to sit on his lap.

i sighed, and made my way over to grayson. he pulled me onto his lap, and wrapped his arms around my waist.

jacob took a sip of his orange juice, and quickly set it down. he winced as his heavy glass made contact with the table, the noise was awfully sharp. "your dad and your stepmom called, before you woke up."

i could feel all of the color slowly draining from my face. i hadn't heard from my dad in years, but my stepmom always tried her hardest to keep tabs on me.

it wasn't my stepmom that i had a problem with, she was a relatively sweet person. she just let my dad push her around too much, which i felt bad about.

"what does he want?" i leaned on grayson, and sighed as he tangled his fingers in my hair.

arielle rubbed her eyes, and wrapped another hair tie around her loose bun. "they want you to come live with them."

grayson's embrace got a little tighter, as if he was trying to keep me from going anywhere. "you're old enough to decide who you want to live with, aren't you?"

jacob cut in. "i heard my dad and camila's mom talking about that. i guess it doesn't really matter, because her dad still has full custody of her."

i couldn't believe what i was hearing. "this is news to me, my mom always told me that she had full custody of me." i wiped the corners of my eyes, and kept my eyes on my full plate. "so what does this mean?"

arielle got out of her chair, and hovered around me. "we don't really know, but our parents told us that they're meeting with a lawyer soon. i'm really sorry, camila."

grayson peppered my cold skin with kisses, and ran his fingers up and down my thighs. "you're not allowed to leave me, camila jasper."

i bit my lip, and placed my hand on top of grayson's. "i hope i don't have to leave, but i might have to. my mom didn't take care of what she was supposed to, g."

without saying anything, he removed his hands from my body, and got off of his bed.

"where are you going?" i felt bad, i didn't realize how harsh my tone was.

he opened up one of the drawers in his dresser, and dug through it. after a good ten seconds, grayson pulled out a baby blue sweatshirt. "i want you to have this."

i sat up, and crossed my legs. "is that your space camp sweatshirt?"

grayson climbed back onto his bed, and kissed my forehead. "y-yeah, it was. it's yours now, though."

as soon as he got comfortable, i sat on his lap, and turned to face him. "you're sure? this is your favorite sweatshirt."

he set the sweatshirt next to him, and rubbed my back. "that's my favorite sweatshirt, and you're my favorite girl." his face was beet red, he was smiling, but he was having trouble looking at me. "please, take it."

i nodded, and pulled my shirt over my head. grayson slid my velvet shorts down my legs, and watched as they dropped to the floor. "could you help me put it on, please?"

"yes, raise your arms."

i did as i was told, and took a deep breath as the sweatshirt went over my head. the sweatshirt smelled more like him than any of his other clothes did, probably because he had it for such a long time.

he gave me the sweetest smile, and rested his hands on the back of my thighs.

"what, do you wanna take a picture of me?" i teased, and wrapped my arms around his neck.

grayson gently squeezed my thighs, and rested his head on my shoulder. "no, i want to really take this moment in. i have the girl of my dreams sitting on my lap, wearing my space camp sweatshirt. this is... this is surreal."

i kissed his head, and moved my hands through his styled hair. "thank you for giving this to me, i love it."

"you're welcome, beautiful." he exhaled softly, started nipping at my neck. "you know, ethan kind of gave me a good idea. he thinks that we should go on a road trip, the three of us, and whoever else he wants to invite. i- i mean, I don't want to make you uncomfortable–"

"stop, baby. i like that idea, thanksgiving break is coming up soon, anyways, so that would be perfect."

he gave me a sweet kiss, and ran his thumb over my lips. "you have no idea how excited i am."

a/n: i finally updated wild!! yaaaaay 💖