My face was shoved into my pillow, I was bawling. It felt like I was going to have an asthma attack. I should probably stop crying. But I can't, especially since my dad just died. He meant the world to me. What am I supposed to do? Click. Click. I calmed down a little bit to go check the random noise at my window. I looked out and saw Grayson with a slight smile on his face, "do you need someone to hold?"All Rights Reserved