Paparazzi

A knock sounded at my door, but I didn't bother to leave my bed. The tears had already dried up when someone was ready to check on me, but I was grateful that they allowed me my space.

"Maje, it's your grandpa."

I sat up immediately. I hadn't seen my grandpa since my grandma passed, and I didn't know how to feel about him. My grandpa wasn't the best husband to my grandma, and she stayed in a loveless marriage until her children got older and decided it was time to remarry. It breaks my heart to see him because I wish my grandma were here, too.

"Hi, grandpa...it's been too long," I stated, elated to see him.

He shuffled his way to me and sat at the edge of my bed, "Too long indeed. I haven't heard from you since your grandma passed away, so I thought I should stop by and see you."

"I'm sorry...I've been depressed, and school and work have been all I can think about."

"Where's your mom?" He asked, "She must hate me."