Duke Imagines ?? (Really just Grayson Allen and Luke Kennard)

ADITL 23

Well...

I cried a lot writing this. Just warning you.

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Emily has been lost, and one of the twins get lost.

13 year old Mike, 7 seven year old Lilly, 2 year old Emma and Nathan, and Grayson stand in the room with me as I hold my head in my hands. Grayson rubs my back, sniffling occasionally, telling me it's gonna be okay.

We lost Emily. A miscarriage. Could happen to anyone, and of course, it's me.

"Are you ready to head home, my love?" Grayson asks in a soft voice.

I slowly nod and he talks with the doctors. Eventually, Grayson helps me out of bed as I stare at the ground, the kids following to the car.

The drive is silent, and Grayson carries me into the house.

"Mike, do something with your sisters and brother, okay? Mommy needs some alone time right now."

"Yes sir. Mama?"

I look over at Mike, my boy who is growing up way too fast.

"I love you." He says.

I crack a very small smile, but it quickly goes away. "I love you too." I whisper, than Grayson carries me to our room, setting me on the bed.

He sits against the bed frame and pulls me into his lap. Grayson sets his forehead against mine and we close our eyes, only the sound of our breathing filling our ears.

I start to cry again, and Grayson opens his eyes and smiles softly. "It's okay, baby." He whispers.

I wrap my arms around his torso and bury my head into the crook of his neck, still sobbing. He runs his hand through my hair slowly.

"I'm gonna take a walk with Lilly, I haven't been able to know how second grade is for her yet. I'll tell Mike to check on you every few minutes, okay?"

I nod and pull my face away from his neck. "Don't be more than two hours, please."

Gray nods and gives me a kiss. He takes me off of his lap and sets me under the covers of the bed.

Like Grayson said, Mike checks in on me. Since the twins are asleep, I ask Mike to lie with me. I swear, he's the sweetest boy in the world. Most boys at this age hate their moms, but thankfully, not my Mike.

About an hour after talking about 8th grade, my phone buzzes. I pick it up and read the text.

From: 💙My Little Tripper💙

Could you come out and to the blue house next to the yellow one down the street? I need you.

"Um... your dad needs me. Make sure the twins are fine, I'll be back soon."

Mike nods and I slip on shoes and a hoodie. I wipe my face so it isn't super red, then walk out.

I see Grayson and walk over to him. He's holding his ankle, his eyes closed in pain.

"What happened?" I ask. "Where's Lilly?"

"I, um... these two girls walked up to us and asked to take a picture with me. After, we talked for a little while, then I realized Lilly was gone. I had remembered this guy came up to us and tried to grab Lilly, and I shoved him away, he shoved me back, causing me to fall. I had fought off the pain to talk with the fans, but he must've taken her while I was distracted."

To be continued because that's the way I am...