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I can imagine him looking around the living room and seeing the flowers and decorations.
"Get out," Grey warns him.
"Fine, fine. I guess I'll have to tell the family that you're not coming to the funeral."
I hear the door shut and then silence. I move away from the door. I wait for a minute trying to decide what I should do.
I decide to go see him.
He sits on the couch, doing nothing.
"I'm sorry about your grandfather," I slap my hand over my mouth. I've just gone and basically admitted I was eavesdropping.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to eavesdrop-"
"Yes you did."
"Well, yeah, I did mean to but," I pause and try to think of an excuse.
"I'm not mad at you," he says quietly.
"I really am sorry about your grandfather," I repeat.
"It doesn't matter," he monotonously replies.
"So that was your dad," I mumble mostly to myself.
"Azalea, I don't wanna talk about him, just drop it," he sighs and now I'm the one growing agitated.
I've waited so long for him to tell me more about him and when I see the perfect opportunity, he shuts it down.
"Why are you crying?" His voice reaches my ears in a softer tone than normal. I reach up and wipe the tear under my eye.
"Because I'm frustrated," I furrow my eyebrows.
"I don't get why you're so hellbent on knowing everything about me. It doesn't fucking matter."
"That's whatyouthink! I care so much because I love you and I want you to be happy," I try to explain.
"What makes you think I'm not happy? I'm with you, I'm happy Lilah," his voice remains soft.
"Because when I kept all my thoughts in my head and never told anyone about anything, I was so unhappy and I don't want you to feel like I did," I angrily wipe under my eyes.
"I'm sorry I keep bugging you about talking to me but I want to be as much of a crutch to you as you are to me and I feel like I'm not," I continue.
"Don't think that bullshit," he exclaims sternly.
"That's enough," he stands closer and wipes the stupid tears from under my eyes.
"You're everything to me," he says and I get happy emotional.
"You've done more for me than you can imagine."
"But-"
"Shut up," he hushes me.
"What do you want to know?" He pulls me down to the couch and I grow excited.
