Chapter 10

Blake's POV

We had just stepped foot out of the hospital doors, when I noticed Zoey was crying. "Hey now what's wrong?" I ask. I don't have a clue what just happened. She was completely fine and now shes sobbing. Like really sobbing. She shakes her head and doesn't answer me.

I mean i guess if she ain't gonna talk to me I ought to just take her home. The walk didn't take long at all but i realized Zoey couldn't stop her head from moving. Trying to look everywhere at once.

"What's up with you, your actting strange?'

I can see her wipe her tears away before she turns and looks at me. Well not at me move like at my chest, for some reason she won't ever meet my eyes.

She took a breath deep and said "I can't remember the last night I've been outside during the day. I can't remember the last time I've felt sunlight on my skin."

Well that would explain the sobs. I dont say anything just start walking slower as I make our way to the house. Once inside i push her to her room, or I should say the attic space. I never knew where she stayed just that she was somewhere in the packhouse.

Reaching around i open door and push her in. To say this was a shit hole is an understatement. There's boards nailed over the tiny window on the far wall. A tiny cot on the left, no blankets or pillows, and a couple boxes on the right. That's it. I was about to ask where the light was when she stood up and thanked me for what I had done.

I told her to stay here, try to relax and get some rest, that I would be by later to bring lunch for her. In the hospital she had accidently let it slip that she's not allowed to eat unless Kyle tells her otherwise, I made sure to make it perfectly clear that she wouldn't be missing another meal.

Closing the door behind me I can feel the guilt of leaving her in there for the next four days. However the outcome would be worth it, or so i hoped.