(Again this is a reupload sorta thing cause the last chapter got deleted...so I had to rewrite the whole thing😍
PSA I'm writing this at 2am so feel free to correct any spelling errors or grammar stuff and I'll fix it in the mornin)
I heard Luke laugh a little through the phone, "I plan on marrying her once we are of age,"
"And she lives with you?"
"Yes ma'am,"
"Does she have a room at your house,"
"Yes ma'am, right next to my room,"
"Does she sleep in there?"
"Sometimes ma'am"
I tried so hard not to laugh, Luke and I both knew we slept in his room.
"What why are you laughing?" My grandma asked me, "Did I say something?"
"No you're good," I said containing myself.
My uncle looked at me, "I'm onto you," He mouthed.
"Where else would she sleep?"
'Uh-oh,' My smile disappeared and one formed on my uncle's face.
"Um sometimes when she gets scared she comes into my room ma'am," His voice was shakey, I could tell he was nervous.
'Thank god he worded it like that,' I thought to myself.
"Do you have siblings?" My grandma continued with the million questions.
"I have a little sister, Molly, she loves Dakota,"
"Are your parents ok with Dakota living with them?"
"Yes ma'am, my dad and Dakota go grocery shopping and bake cakes. And my mom and Dakota cook dinner sometimes,"
"Do you know why she doesn't live with her parents?"
Luke got quiet, "Yes ma'am,"
"Did she tell you?"
"No ma'am,"
"Then how'd you find out?"
"I uh actually she called me to um take her to the ER and that's how I found out,"
My grandma looked at me and I avoided eye contact, I remembered that night. Luke had found me with a piece of glass sticking out of my head, sitting in a pool of my own blood.
"What happened?" My grandma asked either one of us
"Luke can say it, I don't think I can,"
"I um ok well she had just told me what happens at home and she was worried about being home late because she had to make dinner, but I uh I guess her dad came home early and I don't know everything that happened but when it was done she called me crying so I ran over and she had a large piece of glass sticking out of her head and she was just covered in blood,"
My head dropped and I tried so hard trying to think of a happier memory I had.
The whole room went silent and I just played with my fingers, I heard Luke sniffing on the other end of the phone.
'Please don't be crying,' I thought.
"Well on a lighter note are you planning on meeting her family,"
"Yes ma'am I wanted to go with her this week but she wouldn't let me,"
"Kota why would you prevent this young man from meeting us!" She exclaimed.
"He has school Nana,"
"C'mon Dakota we are gonna have a talk," Adam, one of my cousins, said.
I left the adults with my phone and went with Adam to a different room.
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Does he really care?
Ficção AdolescenteDakota gets abused, by her alcoholic father and her mom is too busy to notice, she gets bullied at school as well. Until one certain person finds out what's really going on... will they be able to help?