"It's one in the morning, Rose. It's not nothing. What's going on with you? You're never home, you're skipping school, and now this?"
The room filled with silence. If I told Soph everything, would she believe me? I mean, my own mother laughed in my face.
Ignoring her question, I ask, "Where's mom?"
"She's at work. She's working late these past two weeks."
"Why?"
"Hey! Don't try to change the subject. Tell me everything. I'm you're sister, you can trust me."
"It's just stupid, soph. You won't understand."
"Try me," she challenged.
"Go to bed Sophia."
"Are you honestly telling me that you can sleep after what just happened? Just tell me one thing, was your window open or close last night?"
"Closed. Or open. I don't know, okay! It's late, I want to sleep."
"Alright then, if you can
