Not Your Bet to Make Chapter 13By Novel7s / August 4, 2026 Not Your Bet to Make Chapter 13Talking with my grandmother, I pieced it together. Myparents called her. Fished for information. Found out where Iwas.When she learned they’d shown up at my school to cause trouble, guilt consumed her.My heart ached. I soothed her. Told her none of it was herfault.We talked a long time. The longer we talked, the clearer itbecame. One day I’d bring her to LA. Live together.Winter break came. More time.Found two more jobs. Tutoring high school math. Waitingtables on weekends.With the coffee shop, I was pulling in four thousand a month.Thought life would keep rolling like this. Busy. Quiet.Then it happened.My grandmother was working in the yard. Turning soil. A tool slipped. Slammed into her right foot. Cracked bone. Rushedto the hospital.She hid it from me. Didn’t want me worrying.Until something felt wrong. I forced her into a video call. Everything spilled out.I couldn’t work. Called in to every job. Took leave. Bought aticket immediately. Went home.She was out of the hospital. But her foot wasn’t even close tohealed.She thought treatment cost too much. Wanted to save the money. Said if I ever hit a rough patch I’d need it.Anger and heartache tangled in my chest. I grabbed herhand.“I don’t even know if I’m getting married someday. But your body needs treatment right now. You don’t save money by letting yourself suffer.”“That foot’s not healing for another month or two. I rented anapartment. You’re coming to stay with me.”She thought she was a burden. Eyes reddened.I rushed to comfort her. Swore it wouldn’t affect my life at all.She finally relaxed.Third day. Brought her back to LA.Walked up to the apartment building. Saw a familiar back.Asher.My grandmother recognized him too. Called his name.“Asher?”His body jerked. Turned. Stiff.The moment he saw me his eyes went red.He walked over fast. Helped me get my grandmother inside.
