Mashed Potatoes (A Garmau Fan Fic) COMPLETED

Garroth and I talked about our family for a bit. He mentioned his parents were divorced and he had three siblings. Well, one full sibling named Zane, and two half siblings named Vylad and Lin. Garroth and Zane normally lived with their dad, and Vylad and Lin lived with their mother.

"So what about you? Do you have any siblings?" Garroth asked, as he went a bit higher on the swing.

"As much as I would love to have siblings, im unfortunately an only child." I say and sigh. Garroth laughs.

"You know, its not all that its cracked up to be. They can get REALLY annoying." Garroth replied, over exaggerating the 'really.'

"Yeah but so can anyone else." I giggled. Garroth smiled and looked up to the sky.

"So what about your parents?" He asked. My smile suddenly disappeared recalling my mothers death and the my dad punching me last night.

"My mom died a couple years ago. And my dad.... He isnt a nice person..." I mumble and subconsciously touch my black eye. Garroth hasnt seen it, because i covered it with my bangs. Although if im being honest with myself, he probably wouldn't care anyway. I decided to cover it up just in case though. If he saw, he would probably want to know what happened and i would use my typical excuse of, 'I fell.' Even though its pretty illogical, it seems to work. Probably because people dont really care.

"Oh... Im sorry to bring up any unwanted emotions." He said, pity filling his eyes.

"Its ok. You didnt know." An awkward silence surrounds us for a while. After a bit, we find a new subject to talk about until it starts getting dark.

"Well i should probably go. My dad is going to be furious." I say nonchalantly, although i dread going back home so much.

"Same here. Oh! Before you go..." Garroth rummages around in his pocket until he finds a paper.

"Here. Text me whenever." Garroth smiles and walks off waving. I do the same when it clicks. He just gave me his number...? Wow. Does this mean I actually have a friend beside Katelyn? (And possibly Laurance, but I swear he stalks me.) I run into my house, noticing my dad fell asleep on the couch with a beer bottle in his hand.

Thank you Irene. I skipped up to my room and fell asleep myself.