Bad love

Unfortunate loss

We pulled up to the police station. It looked like a normal police police station. A little blue a little white and a little black. I've been to this one a few times already and the police probably know me. Grayson stepped out to open the door for me. I followed him inside. We stepped in and sat down into the waiting room. The chairs were cushiony but still hard. Grayson leaned into me to whisper at me.

"I've never been to this police station yet"

I laughed a little bit.

"The people here already know me I'm like famous"

"Woah can I get an autograph?"

"I already gave you one"

I shifted his shirt slightly revealing the hicky I gave him earlier. He pushed me a little and covered it. A police walked in.

"State your reason for co- what did you do Bella"

Grayson just laughed.

"You really are famous"

"I did tell you didn't I?"

He shook his head.

"Oh so why are you here"

Grayson came back to earth.

"We are here for a Mrs. Camilia And Mr.Richard Blue"

The officer looked at his chart and frowned.

"Uh..right come with me"

We looked at each other. It seemed weird. His hesitation. What happened? We got to the room where his parents were held. Before we opened the door someone else stopped us. It was the inspector.

"Come with me you two"

We followed him into the office. He motioned us to sit down. We did. Everyone sat in silence for a little while. I decided to speak up.

"Why are we here?"

The inspector straightened up in his seat.

"Oh yes well we have ran into complications"

Grayson's face went cold.

"What types of complications"

"Well you see when we arrested your parents they were under the influence of illegal drugs so they were sent to immediate jail time"

He looked a little confused.

"But then what will happen to me?"

"You will be sent to Seattle foster care"

He looked shocked. His eyes were wide. His jaw was dropped. He couldn't find words for anything else. The inspector got up.

"I'll give you two a little bit of space"

He got up and left. I moved in closer to him. I then slowly wrapped my arm around him. He quickly gave me a hug bursting into tears. I didn't like seeing him like this. It was painful. He had to live in a foster home until he was 18 or adopted. I couldn't do anything about it. He let go of me.

"I looked into it a while back I will still go to our school"

"Well that's good"

"Yeah I guess it is"

He got up and opened the door.

"Let's go home"

I shook my head in agreement. Grayson was quiet in the car and was cold when I said goodbye. He had to get his things and then he would be picked up for the foster home after school tomorrow. I drove home and plopped onto my bed. I took out my phone to call him. I watched it ring. He didn't pick up. I was pretty sure he didn't want to talk right now. He always had his phone on him. I laid my phone down and went to bed.