The Fluffer//N.D. E.D.

"I am sorry, Mom."

*TRIGGER WARNING: Intense/domestic abuse* 

NOLAN'S POV

I am finally released from the doctor's, and I can't find my glasses so I am wearing my contacts. I get some looks as I walk down the street in my Ethan's persona. Some give me no real reaction while some lift their eyebrows and smirk knowing exactly what I do for a living. I walk up to the familiar house door, but something was off. I open the door slowly and I see everything clean. I walk in and close the door before saying, "Hello? Anyone home?" Grayson walks out of the kitchen and looked me up and down. "Why do you look like that?" I flip him off, but ignore his question altogether because he knew what I did now and exactly why I look like this. "Where is Mom?" His jaw twitched and he looked away as he said, "She is not here." I walk closer to him as my eyes turned to small slits. Through gritted teeth, I ask, "Then, where is she?" He looked me in the eyes and I could tell he was holding back tears, but reluctantly answered, "She is in a mental home." Before he could comprehend what was happening, I grabbed him by the shirt and threw him up against the wall. "What the fuck did you do?! I told you not to do anything stupid?! You do understand that this will just cause her to get even more mad at us?!"I back off of him and start pacing while running my hand through my curly hair. Grayson tried to reach out to me, but I ran up to my room and slammed my door. I walk over to my nightstand and open the drawer in it. I pull out a picture of Cameron, Mom, and I. 

Mom was smiling ear to ear, and it makes me miss the days before Cameron died. Before our Dad left and Mom started to show signs of her disorder. I remember the first time like it was yesterday. 

*FLASHBACK*

I looked down at my food as I twirl the food around my plate. I try to ignore the yelling that is happening between Gray and our Mom. Dad left about a week ago and it has only made Mom more tense. I snap out of my thoughts when I hear something break. I quickly turn around and I see our Mom pushing Grayson up against the wall with a shard of glass in her hands. I just as quickly run up to them and start to pull our Mom away. Grayson had tears falling down his cheeks as he stayed up against the wall petrified. I take the glass from our Mom's hands and held her as she kicked and scratched to get out of my arms. Grayson ran to the other room and I was left alone to calm her down. "Let me fucking go! I didn't want you! I never wanted either of you! Now, my daughter is dead and my husband is gone!" My mom turned to face me and punched me in the face causing me to let her go immediately. "Ow!" I heard a knock on the door followed by, "Police! Open up!" My mom froze and looked at the door. Grayson walked in the room again and she turned to him. "What. did. you. do.?!" He didn't say anything, but started to run to the door. She jumped on his back and started to pull him by his hair. I quickly open the door and the police ran inside and took my mother off of Grayson. They took her away and a lady came into the house wearing a nice suit. "Hi, I am here to talk about your mother. Is that okay?" I look behind the woman for a split second to my mother. She looked at me and shook her head at me. That is when I learned that my mom would never forgive us for this. 

*Flashback Ends* 

I look down and whisper, "I am sorry, Mom." 

A/N: I love you all! This story is coming to an end sooooon! Are y'all ready? I am not, because I haven't fully decided how I am going to end it! LOLOLOL THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR 663 READS!!! That means the world to me! You are amazing! 

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