"Can't Expect Much"

This movella is about hardships of a young girl at age 17, she is tired of the problems with family and eventually moves in with Grayson, the love of her life. Join these two lovers on an incredible journey throughout their lives.


3. In Your Arms

We parked into his driveway, I ignored the fact that I'd have to get out and just sat on his lap. He knew I didn't want to walk because of the pain so he lifted me up and walked into the house. As we got into the house I noticed his parents weren't home which made me feel even safer around him. He headed into his room with me in his arms and gently laid me down on the bed. He lifted my shirt up, and he got on his knees to look at my bruised ribs.

"Damn, how hard did he hit you?" He said.

"Obviously very hard." I replied back sarcastically.

"He's lucky that I'm not going to beat the shit out of him." He said.

I hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, "Thank you, for taking care of me."

He drew a cute smile and led my lips to his, "I'd do anything for you, and you know that."

Grayson was perfect, he had all the charms that every girl wanted. His personality was sweet as candy and he was very protective of me, in which I enjoy. He was in love with me and I was in love with him. Grayson keeps me on my feet, if I fall I know he'll be there to catch me in any situation. I can trust him and no matter what, I'll always love him. He kissed me on my cheek and went to go get some ice for my bruised and throbbing eye. He came back with the ice and placed it ever so gently under the skin of my eye. 

"It's so cold, please take it off." I said.

"No, I will not take it off, this is going to help with the throbbing." He gently demanded.

"Okay" I said in a whispered tone.

As he held the ice on my eye for about 15 minutes he finally took it off. Before he climbed into the bed he walked towards his closet and took out sweatpants and a t-shirt. 

"Here go change in my bathroom" He said while handing me the clothes.

I didn't hesitate and got up and changed into the warms clothes he supplied me with.

"Thanks Grayson, those jeans were getting annoying." I said while lumping back onto the bed.

 I was tired and all I wanted to do was sleep. He came onto the bed with me and grabbed my hips and softly dragged me closer to him. I laid my head on his chest and forgot about all of my worries. 

"Want to watch a movie?" He asked.

"Yes, please." I replied.

"Okay, hmm" he got off the bed leaving nothing for my head to rest on so I sat up. "How about a disney movie reunion?" 

"Sounds great!" I said happily.

"Okay, Lilo and Stitch or Finding Nemo?"

"Hmm, this is a hard one, umm, uhh.. Findi- wait no Lilo an- I don't know!" I said confusedly.

"Hm.. fine." He said as he started to sing the chime "Eenie Meanie"

"My mother told me to pick the very best one and you are not it." He said while his finger landed on Finding Nemo. "Lilo and Stitch it is!" He said while taking the disc out of the case and popping it into the dvd player. 

He climbed back onto the bed with me and propped my head up onto him again. He gently kissed my on the lips and I moved my head back towards the t.v. I was never so warm in my life, the feeling of being safe, warm and in the arms of the love of your life, it was the best feeling ever. It was about five minutes into the movie and I had already fallen asleep on him, he turned off the t.v. and went to bed himself.

I woke up in the morning tangled in blankets, I yawned and went into Grayson's bathroom and saw my eye, it looked even worse than yesterday. I walked out of the bathroom and noticed Grayson wasn't in the bedroom. I walked into the hallway of his house and looked around, his parents still weren't home. As I encountered the kitchen, a sweet aroma of pancake batter danced around my nose. 

"Hi babe, did you sleep well?" Grayson asked.

"Yea I did" I replied with a smile on my face.

"Good to hear." He said.

"What's all of this?" I asked.

"I'm making you a pancake breakfast." He said.

"How sweet of you, but you didn't have to." I replied 

He twirled around and shoved a piece of pancake into my mouth.

"Now chew." He said

I did as he said and was very surprised at how good the pancakes were.

"It's delicious babe, I can see who's going to be the chef in this relationship. The man belongs in the kitchen is this case." I said smiling.

"You're cute." He pleaded.

I smiled and sat down at the kitchen table. I watched every pancake flip he made and every single time it got to me. 

"Grayson, where are your parents?" I asked.

"In New York, they're taking care of my sick aunt. She's on her death bed." He said.

"Oh, I'm sorry I asked." I said quite annoyed of my nosiness.

"It's okay I didn't know her that well anyways." He said while flipping pancakes onto my plate.

"No it's not okay, I should be less nosy." I said.

He walked over to me and kissed me, I could tell he's been eating some of the raw pancake batter because some of it got on my lips. 

"Babe, you're my girlfriend, it's your job to be in my business."

He walked back over and grabbed the pancakes and set the down. As we ate we just looked at each other. When we finished, he had to take me home.  

"Let's go." I said.

"Go where?" He asked.

"Home, to my home. I need to be dropped off." I told him

"Oh no no no, I am not letting you go back there." He said 

"I have to go Grayson, it's where I live." I said.

"Katrina, you think that I'm going to let you go back there after what happened to you? Look at your eye for an example." He said determined.

"Please, don't remind me." I said.

"I don't want something like that happen again!" He cried out.

"I know you don't, but they'll file a missing report if I don't go home" I replied

"No, your not going." He said.

"Grayson, I really need to! Please? I won't even say anything to them I'll march right up to my room and call you." I said.

"Alright." He said while grabbing his car keys.


As we were in the car, all I could think about was what is going to go down at my home. I was scared and anxious. I didn't want to go home, but I had to. My dad would find some way to make Grayson go to jail by saying some bullshit like I was kidnapped by him or something. We arrived at the house and I unbuckled my seat belt.

"Thanks for everything babe." I said while grabbing his neck and lightly kissing him.

"Anytime." He replied.

I walked up to the house and heard Grayson's car drive off.


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