(Song for this chapter;) collide-Rachel platten. Listen on repeat)
Things were progressively getting better, Gray was getting stronger. And finally it was time to go home.
"Ready baby?" I ask gray as we walk hand in hand out of the hospital room that we basically lived in the last few weeks.
With Grayson's arm linked with mine for extra support we walked slowly down the long halls.
As we turned the corner I did what I always did in this hallway. I watched the babies as I walked by.
As gray noticed where we were his face light up.
"That's gonna be us soon Lia" he said smiling at me.
I lightly smiled back at him. His excitement made me melt, considering how far we've come from the start.
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I helped Grayson into the car and walked around to get in. I buckled my seat belt as well as Grayson.
"I never thought I'd leave this hospital, and definitely not with you" I said as I pulled out of the parking lot of the hospital.
Grayson grabbed my hand, and finally. We got to go home.
Which wasn't even home, we haven't had time to move in. Unfortunately we didn't even make it to the house to bring my stuff.
By this time we were supposed to be moving into an apartment.
But things happen. And you're kind of forced to cope with it however you can.
After driving for about 20 minutes we finally pulled into Grayson's drive way.
On the garage door there was a sign saying "welcome home Grayson" in big blue and white letters.
I pulled out my phone and recorded his reaction.
"He's home💜" I captioned my snap and posted it to my story.
Everyone clapped and cheered.
Ethan walked down the driveway to help me help Grayson inside.
He's still working on walking by himself. He's just a little wobbly.
But he'll get it soon.
Grayson hugged his family and close friends as we all walked inside.
I made a few trips from the car and back inside carrying our stuff in.
I got some of Grayson's bags but I also carried some stuff in that I had brought for the move.
I carried them upstairs into Grayson's room where I'd be staying while we figure everything out.
Grayson can't do stairs for a few weeks so he'd be sleeping on the couch.
I was tired. I was so beyond tired. I feel like nothing can ever go right.
I looked at myself in the mirror as I scanned my body.
I hated the weight gain. I feel disgusting.
I always feel bloated, and sick. And I'm always hot.
I don't feel pretty.
I stood on the mirror watching as I turned my body trying to Make myself feel better, but no matter the angle. I still felt ugly.
"Lia" a deep voice said.
My head flipped as I didn't expect anyone to be there.
Gray stood in the door way, "what's wrong honey" he whispered as his face fell .
