I am sitting in the nurse's office, waiting for Ethan to pick me up. Now, I know what you are thinking.
"Couldn't you have just called Grayson?"
My answer to that is yes. But did I want to? No.
"Honey, your ride is waiting by the front of the school." The nurse pokes her head into the room and the leaves.
It's about fucking time.
I slowly make my way to the school doors, feeling sicker by the second. As I reach the door, I look out the window and Ethan's car. I sigh in relief as I approach it.
Then Ethan gets out of the car, but I still can't see his face. Finally he comes around the car and-
Grayson.
"What are you doing here?" I manage to say through my scratchy throat.
"Picking you up." He gives a goofy smile while opening up the passenger door.
"What?!"
"What?" He asks confused.
"Ethan was going to pick me up."
"Well, he told me you wanted me to get pick you up.."
I stay silent as I keep my anger inside. Why would Ethan do that to me? He knows I'm upset! He knows WHY I'm upset!
"He also told me you wanted to talk to me about something.. You're mad at me?" He's mouth forms into a flat line.
"That piece of shit." I mumble, not even making eye contact with Grayson.
"Hey, okay, let me drive you home. I'll make sure you have everything you need and that you feel better, and then we can talk later. Alright?" His voice is so gentle.
I nod as he puts his hand softly in onto my back and leads me to the passenger seat of his car.
This is going to be a long day.
