Alone [G.D]

~6~

"You're going to have to work three shifts again. We can't afford to waste money on doctor appointments." My mom says, as she takes a sip of her beer. "It was three hundred dollars for them to tell me you had a concussion, and that you couldn't go to school. Then, it was one hundred seventy-five dollars for them to tell me you have a bad back, and now I have to take you back in for a back brace, which costs four hundred dollars." My mom says annoyed.
"I'm sorry, okay? I tried to tell them no, but they insisted, and then they made it mandatory." I say, as I throw my arms into the air in frustration.

"You know what, it doesn't even matter." She says, as she gets up from the couch, and goes to the shelf full of movies. She digs around the movies, and pulls out a rectangular box that was wrapped in silver paper. "Here." She says, as she hands me the box. I cautiously take it  from her, and unwrap it. I look down at the small white box with a picture of an iPhone, the sides said iPhone 7.

"Mom, I-." I start to say, as I look up at her, but she was no longer in the room. I sit down on the couch, and slowly open the box. There was a note.

Madison,
       Thank you for working so hard. I know it seems like I don't care, but I do. I greatly appreciate it. This phone has data, so you can use the internet out of the house, but don't go over the limit or I'll have to pay extra. Now, I'm done, being nice and all lovey dovey is weird.
                                                                      ~Mom

I smile to myself, as I put the note beside me, and remove the small foam sheet that was hiding the phone. I'm greeted with the sight of a clean screen, and I gently pull it out of the box. The back is silver, and its shiny. I turn the phone on, and the apple symbol pops up. I wait excitedly, as it loads. 
I ended up having to make an email address, and downloaded some games. I excitedly look through everything on my phone, including the settings. 
After a while my head started to hurt, so I got off. I looked at the time, it was 11:54 a.m. School started four hours ago. My doctor told me not to go to school for a week, because it would put to much stress on my brain, and I would heal slower. 
I lay myself down on the couch, and close my eyes, as I let sleep takeover. 

Knock, Knock.
I turn on the couch, not caring to get up.
Knock, Knock.

"Mom, can you get it, please? My head hurts." I yell, but there was no reply. I groan to myself, as I slowly sit up, my head throbbing. I make a slow walk to the door, as I press my hand against my head. I open the door, and its Grayson. I turn around, and look inside, before I step out of the house, and close the door behind me, my hand still pressed to my head. "Yes?" I ask.

"I have your homework." He says, as he holds a yellow folder out to me.

"How did yo-"

"I asked the office what your classes were." Grayson cuts me off.
"O-oh. Thanks." I say, as I take the folder from him.

"You're welcome." He says, but he doesn't move. He just stands their staring at me. "So how's your head?"
What the heck. I'm genuinely scared with Grayson's kindness.

"It's really killing me." I say, as I drop my hand from my head.
"Did you not take any Advil or anything?" His eyes looked concerned, but I shook it off. It's all fake, his mom forced him to do this.

"No, I don't have any." I say, as I step towards the front door.
"Do you want some? I have some at home." He says, as he points to his house.

"N-no, it's okay." I say, as I open the front door. "Thank you for the homework though." I say, as I rush inside, and close the door behind me. I lean against the door, taking in deep breaths, as I try to process what just happened. I shake my head, and the pain becomes ten times worse. Maybe, I should have taken up on his offer. What if he was going to give you some random drug that makes you fall asleep, and then he's going to murder you. Maybe, bury you alive? I scrunch up my face, as I try to forget about my crazy thoughts. I look down at the yellow folder, and open it. All my homework is in there from every class. I set it on the kitchen counter, as I go back to the living room, and grab my phone. I turn it on, and I see a notification that says 'Mom.' I double click on it, and a chat pops up, with a message from my mom.