i'm going to write more about Kyndra and layla after this, but this one is going be about gus and how his grandpa helps him

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everyone was home.

-my mom

-my dad

-kyndra

-layla

-jordan

-J

-troy

-aaron

-everyone.

they were all sitting outside, i was never the one to leave my room and when i did i didn't really talk to people or i only left to be with my friends.

i haven't left my room in like 3 days. your probably wondering for what.

my mom and dad are both extremely famous. layla and kyndra both have the looks, and i don't. everyone likes kyndra and layla over me😃💔

the reason everyone likes them over me:

one. they haven't tattooed their body

two. they are actually happy

the only person i'm really close with is my grandpa. he actually likes me.

my parents always say they love me, but it never feels like it.

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i walked out of my room and to where everyone was sitting -outside-. of course everyone was talking about or to kyndra and layla

"can i go to grandpas?" i asked still standing there

my mom looked at me "why? and say hi." she said (i HATE when my mom makes me do that.😐)

i'm really shy so i don't really do this. i looked down and said "hi."

"hey gus, i haven't seen you in awhile." jordan said

"ya i guess, so can i go to grandpa's?" i said turning my head to my mom and dad

my dad stood up and walked over to me "come here gus" he said walking farther away from everyone

i just want to leave. i don't know why they care so much.

"yes?" i said "hey why do you want to go to your grandpa's, the one day you leave your room and we have people over?" he said to me

he actually likes me unlike our family. i wanted to say

"because i want to see my grandpa. what's wrong with that?" i actually said

"nothing, but the one day you leave your room, you leave the house." he said

i just stood there, not knowing what to say

i walked away from my dad but he followed, i stood my the door to go back inside and my dad sat back down

"so can i go?" i asked once again

"fine, gus. you can go." my dad said

"what time do you want me come back?" i asked

"doesn't matter, just come home by 12:00am." he said

ya no.

i nodded my head, i opened the door.

"i love you gus" my mom said

"ya, keep thinking that." i said loudly knowing that was lie atleast in my mind it was

and with that, i left my house. walking to my grandpa's.

i was wearing a yellow hoodie with my hood of course, black ripped jeans and black shoes

i dyed my hair like last week, but i don't think my parents noticed. because they never look at me or talk to me.

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"i love you gus" y/n said

"ya, keep thinking that." gus said back to his mom before leaving the house

"wait what did he say?" vinnie asked "he said keep thinking that." maddie said back putting layla down.

"kyndra, layla go to the playroom and play."y/n said to them, they ran inside with the dogs

"what the hell does that mean?" vinnie asked frustrated

"he made it sound like, you guys don't love him." troy said to vinnie

"how the hell don't we love him?" vinnie said

"i'm not trying to say anything about your parenting.." i said

"continue." y/n said

"but did you guys even notice the fact that gus dyed his hair? or he got a face tattoo, or the fact that he looks like he hasn't slept in a like 2 weeks. or he also looked like he was just crying his eyes out?" i asked them pointing out the obvious

"no, not really." vinnie said

"again i'm not trying to comment on your parenting, but you guys spend so much time and attention on layla and kyndra you guys don't even notice the obvious. gus dyed his hair, he got like 7 more tattoos." i said to them

"then you guys wonder why gus is always in his room or why he is always at his grandpa's or at a friends house. or doing god knows what." troy said

"did you guys forget Gus is human? like he had feelings bro. gus may not show them but he has them." J said

"what is gus's face tattoo of?" y/n asked

"it's a broken heart, kinda looks like lil peeps" (it's almost my babys birthday🥺)

i said

"so what are we supposed to do?" vinnie asked

"talk to him. talk to gus. look at him. you guys never once asked him about his hair or his face or the fact that he never leaves his room." J said

"y/n, gus used to talk about you all the time, he now never talks or even talks to or about you. vinnie, gus used talk about how funny you were and how he always liked your smile, he now also never talks to you or about you." avani said

aaron nodded his head "when he came out here and said hi that was probably the first time in a long time i think we all heard gus talk." aaron said

"you guys just need to figure out how to talk to gus and how to spread your attention to all 3 of your kids." addison said

"because otherwise, gus is going to fall into a hole, and he's never going to able to get out." troy said

"what do you mean 'hole'?" vinnie asked

"gus is going to fall into depression, he already is. ok! GUS IS NOT OK! YOU GUYS DONT PAY ANY ATTENTION TO THE KID! THEN YOU GUYS WONDER WHY HE DOESNT LEAVE HIS ROOM!" i yelled due to how they seem like they don't care about the poor kid

"gus has a face tattoo, matter of fact he has 21 tattoos, he does drugs. he is either at his grandpa's, at a friends, in his room or on the streets doing whatever he does. mind you AT THE AGE OF 16. he is doing these things." i continue

i stood up "come on, you guys don't seem to get gus is depressed, come look at his room." i said not knowing if i was right about his room

everyone stood up and walked to his room and to my knowledge i was right.

gus's room was extremely messy, it smelt like weed, cocaine and cologne.

"there you have it. you see this." i said holding up a packet of cocaine.

"ya that's gus's coping skill to get rid of his depression." i said

aaron walked through his room and looked at all the holes and writing all over his room, he walked in the bathroom

"guys." aaron called for us

we all walked over to his bathroom to see a shattered mirror with blood speckles on it probably from him punching it.

"this is what you guys do to gus." i said as everyone walked out of his room. leaving his parents to think about themselves

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