Chapter 13

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  Lyrica's POV

    I woke up and all I saw was the sun rise brightly shining through the curtains. I turned over and saw Grayson, lightly snoring. His phone was lying on the sofa, next to the Xfinity remote. He was wearing some black shorts and a grey,"Can I Sleep Now?" Shirt. His legs were sprawled out and his arms were in his lap. He was comfortably lying down with his snapback set across his face. Even though he warned me he wasn't a morning person, I still needed to wake him up for my doctor's appointment. My appointment was at 9:36 am and it was 8:23 am. I hobbled over to the couch we're I tapped  his soldiers and then shook him by his neck. Playfully of course. I looked back out the window and noticed that the sun had already come up a little. I turned back around to see a tired Grayson. He had red surrounding his eyes and he was puffy. I then whispered," Good morning, retard. How was your sleep?" He looked at me and rolled his eyes. He reached down and grabbed his phone from the couch. He got on his alarm clock and set it for five minutes. I tapped his shoulder and said,"Uh, no. We really have to get to the doctors office. I'm getting my cruches taken away for good now." He looked," Five more minutes, please?" I nodded my head yes and then picked out my outfit. I put on a hoodie and sweatpants because, well I don't care. I threw my remote at him while entering the living room. He started to rub his head and then stomped up to my room like the drama queen he usually is in the morning. I climbed upstairs and went to my room. The room was poorly lit and he was searching through his big duffle bag. " Ok, I'm sorry. Did I make you angry?" He turned to me and shook his head no. I motioned for him to come down to the car, because if we didn't get going soon, I would be stuck with these cruches for another 6 weeks. On the way to the the doctors, there was an akward  silence until we got there. " Look id you have any problems with me, just tell me now, or get over yourself." He looked over at me and sighed apologetically,"I'm sorry, I'm just really worried about you." Seeing him upset made me feel horrible."I'm going to be fine, I promise. Now, let's go get this assistance off of me before I have to break the doctors leg." He took me by the hand and lead me into the doctors office.

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