Zoey hesitates a bit before coming in. I lock the door after making sure that no one was outside of the room.
As we walk past the bed to the couch, I watch Zoey's expression turn sad as she sees Kendrick on the bed. “I heard he acted out this morning” she mutters.
I stay silent, unsure whether or not to answer. I think her thoughts accidentally slipped out of her mouth because Zoey wouldn't discuss her brother with me. She hates me.
Zoey watches him with a bitter smile. I feel my heart clench, how devastating will it be to find out that your mother has a hand in your brother's mental illness?
She looks at me, her expression changed. “I heard he attacked you too,” she says, expecting an answer.
He did not, that's for sure, but if I say that, she'll think I lied just to get attention
