I was eating super slowly, I didn't want to upset my stomach.
"Is it good?" Luke asked.
"Yea," I replied drinking more.
We pulled into the driveway and walked into the house.
"How'd it go?" Luke's mom called from the living room.
"Well they found what they were looking for," Luke responded.
We both walked into the same room Luke's mom was sitting on the couch.
"What did they find?" She asked looking up from her phone.
"There's a big cyst inside me," I said.
"Are you gonna get it removed?"
"They told me to wait until my next period, to see if it goes away by itself I guess."
"Be careful so it doesn't pop."
"Are there certain things I can do to prevent it or..."
"I don't think so, it just depends if it grows or not."
"Ota," Grayson said wobbling into the room.
"Hi, Grayson!" I said excitedly.
"Cars," He said grabbing my arm.
He led me over to a play set, it was an electric hot wheels race track.
"Watch," Grayson took a car and put it in the slot. It shot off and went around all the loops in the course. Grayson was laughing with pure joy and he looked at me.
"That was so cool!" I exclaimed
He passed me a car to do what he just did, I put the car in the slot and it shot off just like he did.
We played with these cars for like 30 minutes, it was extremely boring but I had to act like I wanted to play with these cars.
"Grayson, can I have my girlfriend back?" Luke asked walking into the room.
"No!" He yelled running over to me throwing his arms around my neck.
"Why not?" Luke said standing above us crossing his arms.
"Mine."
"Oh, she's your girlfriend now?" Luke questioned
Grayson nodded his head laughing.
"I don't think so, you're too little for her."
"No, I not," Grayson said frowning
"Do you want a snack?" I asked looking at Grayson.
He nodded and let go of my neck. I stood up and he grabbed onto my hand as we walked into the kitchen.
"You got some competition," I said to Luke pointing down to Grayson's hand.
Luke frowned and walked to Grayson.
"Hey silly boy this is my girlfriend," Luke picked up Grayson and put him over his shoulder.
"No!" He high-pitched and screamed.
"Yes!"Luke yelled back with a deep voice.
I walked into the kitchen and Luke sat Grayson down on a barstool.
"Grayson, what would you like?"
"Cheese."
"Just cheese?"
"Hot cheese."
"Hot cheese?" I was so confused at this point.
"That," He pointed to a mac and cheese box.
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Does he really care?
Teen FictionDakota 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?