Unlimited Possibilities

Chapter 8

After Greyson sent me his location, I immediately drove away to get him. Only five minutes into the drive, it starts raining. 

"Oh, great." I mutter to myself. After an agonizingly long drive, I arrive at Greyson's location. I'm shocked to see that it's a bar. I walk in, feeling uncomfortable. Only being 18, I've never drunk alcohol in my life, let alone stepped into a bar.

I'm immediately able to find Greyson, nursing a bottle of beer. I walk up to him, but he's completely dazed. How much has he had to drink? 

"Excuse me," I say to the woman tending the bar, "may I see his bill?"

She nods and hands it to me. My eyes widen wen I see just how many drinks he bought. Money isn't the issue. I'm worried about the copious amounts of alcohol in his system. I quickly pay then take Greyson to me car. I don't want to bring him home like this, so I drive around for a while. He looks at me, almost oblivious to my anger. 

"Why did you do it?" I ask him. He looks away from me and stares at his hands. I wait for him to respond. It feels like it takes hours before he breaks the silence.

"Three years ago today..." he starts, "My mom died." His response takes me by surprise. I'm not sure what to say. The silence is deafening, so I gather myself and carefully think of what I'm about to say.

"Did I ever tell you about my grandma?" I ask. He slowly shakes his head. I take a big breath before speaking again.

"She was like my second mom. We were so close. She's the one who gave Ace to us. A couple of years ago, she was hospitalized. I took time off of school just so I could be by her side. During that time, we would draw. I remember this beautiful sketch that we made together. It was a stag, surrounded by water. When we finished, I realized that was how I felt. Only being 13-years-old the situation was difficult to process. I started to cry and I thought that I would never stop. After that, she put her hand on mine and said, 'It's going to be okay. I will always be with you, no matter what.' I've kept that drawing in my room ever since then."

I didn't realize that I was crying until now. This night didn't go as expected. I quickly wipe away the tears on my face. Greyson reaches over and puts his hand on mine. I look over at him.

"Thank you."