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THEY ARRIVED at the hotel. cuba was so pretty from what they say during the uber ride here.
as they entered their room luna ran into the bedroom and fell onto the big bed.
"you slept the whole flight how are you still tired?" grayson smiled as he brought their bags into the room.
luna's eyes opened as that was the first real sentence grayson had said to her when they got here. she sat up and he grayson sat down on the bed in front of her.
"tell me what's wrong." luna looked confused as she didn't think anything was wrong in this moment.
"what?" she asked him.
grayson shook him head, "i'm not stupid. i saw the cuts on your wrist." luna quickly pulled her hands into her lap.
guilt flooded through her body as he was now upset because of what she'd done to herself in the past.
"why?" his voice broke as he moved closer to luna. tears welled up in her eyes as she just couldn't look at him.
"it's what i deserve and i wasn't happy then." she mumbled quickly, grayson groaned and tugged on his brown hair.
"are you happy now?" grayson gently asked and his fingers brushed against her cheek.
she shook her head, "i don't deserve to be happy, all people do is hate me." she mumbled sadly.
"no! you don't deserve this! do i not make you happy?" he rambled on.
"you do make me happy!" luna quickly defended.
she moved some of her black hair behind her small ear and looked up to grayson.
"then tell me what's making you so sad." he begged and grabbed onto her hands.
his thumb rubbed on her hands softly which defiantly helped calm luna's nerves.
"i've been struggling with depression for years now." she started and stopped looking at graysons face.
she's afraid of what he will think of her after this.
"ever since i was a little girl i've always hated the way i looked, the way i talk, the way i walk and stuff like that. as i got older it got worse and all of a sudden i just fell down this dark hole of sadness and i couldn't get out. i got offered a modeling job when i was around 16, i said no. my sister came over and we had a long talk about it and i decided to do it because i had nothing left to lose. after a while i enjoyed it. it made me feel powerful and i felt good about myself. i've always been sad, it just isn't as bad as it was before. when i posted my photo and i got thousands of comments telling me how i was worthless and annoying it started coming back. i felt myself spiral down again into that hole." she explained to grayson.
he was lost for words, he's felt pain before but he doesn't think he could really understand what luna was going through.
"are you on medication?" was all he said before he pulled her into his arms.
they two hugged for a long time, "yes." she answered.
she pulled her head out of his chest to look up at grayson, "how come i've never seen you take it before?" he asked her.
she shrugged, "i don't go around showing it off."
"i hope you understand how much you mean to me and that you are defiantly the most gorgeous women i have ever seen and i love you so so much." she smiled and his words.
his lips met hers, they didn't kiss for very long before they pulled away.
"are you still tried?" once grayson said that a yawn came out of lunas mouth causing them both to laugh.
"let's go to sleep and then tomorrow we can go to the beach. okay?" luna nodded.
"okay." grayson wrapped his arm around her and they tangled their legs together.
"goodnight grayson." luna mumbled tiredly.
"goodnight luna."
— note sorry i took so long to post something, i've been very busy
