Chapter 22

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(Grayson's POV)

"Mrs. Romero? Can I speak to you for a moment?" I ask standing behind her in the kitchen.

I had just layed Ali down in her bed. She fell asleep at the hospital and I didn't want to wake her up. I called Jose and he came to bring us home.

"Yes. What is the problem?"

"Uh...well can we maybe step away for a second?" She nods and we walk into the living room. We sit on the couch and face each other. "I am sorry for doing this to you but I am having trouble with this whole thing." My eyes tear up.

"Ok. Well, tell me about it. It always helps to get it off your chest." She encourages.

"I am trying to be strong for Ali but it is tearing me apart, seeing her like this. She is in so much pain and there is nothing I can do." I start to cry. "I feel so useless. What do I do?" I cry to her.

"Grayson, I need you to look at me and listen." I look up at her. "You can love her. Love her hurts and flaws. Love her through the healing process and when she is feeling down pick her up. When she feels unworthy make her feel worthy. When she feels ugly make her feel beautiful and when she is in physical pain hold her until it goes away." With that she stands up and walks into the kitchen.

I sit there for a minute and think about what she said. Can my love be enough? "Grayson?" I hear very faintly. I jump off the couch and sprint to the bedroom. I open the door and see Ali sitting up in bed. I walk to the bed and sit down beside her.

"What's up, Vanilla Bean?" I ask her.

"I'm hungry." She tells me.

"Ok. I'll get you something to eat." I get out of bed and head to the door.

"Grayson?"

"Yes?"

"Can I come with you?" I nod.

"Of course." She gets out of bed and walks to me. She grabs my hand and we walk into the kitchen together.

When we get to the kitchen she looks around at her family members until she sees her mom then she stops scanning the room.

"Mom?"

"Yes?" Mrs. Romero asks turning to see Ali.

"Can I talk to you?" Ali asks. Her mom nods and they walk to the bedroom while I get Ali something to eat.

(Ali's POV)

"What do you want to talk about?" Mom asks as we sit down on the bed.

"I want to tell you about my time with Jorge and Patricia." I inform her.

She gasps and nods. "Ok. Tell me but take your time and when you want to stop, then stop." She says.

I nod and take a deep breath.

*Flashback*

I just finished my last class and I'm on my way to my dorm. When I get there I see the door open. I cautiously walk inside. When I get inside I don't see anyone. I shrug and walk into the bedroom. It was probably just Grayson. He probably had to go to the bathroom really bad when he finished class. I'm just about to change my clothes when everything goes black.

When I wake up I don't recognize where I am. And I am completely bare naked. I start to call for Grayson because I don't know how long I was asleep but I'm sure that he is done with his class by now. "Grayson? Grayson? Are you there?" I hear nothing. He's not here doofus. Shut up. That stupid voice in my head can go to hell.

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