Chapter 8: Running late..

After hearing Amanda's decision i immediately ran back to the room to tell Enzo about it..

"Enzo!" I barged in the room, very happy..
He looked at me, and it seems like he was reading a particular book..

"Oh—! Ben, what did she say?" He said as he voice was a little hitched..

I nodded my head, very thrilled..

"I can see from your face, that you are very excited for your little sister~!" He chuckled softly..

"I'm more than excited! I'm thrilled that she'll finally be recovered from years of her suffering!" I said as my voice began to be a little raspy..

Enzo's point of view:

After a few more minutes i checked my phone only to find out it's eight in the evening..

I immediately glanced at Ben. "Ben!" I spoke.
He looked at me, and swiftly form a confused face in his face.. "Enzo, what's wrong?" He asked me concerned..

"I gotta go home" I said, as i quickly grabbed my bag and stood up.

"But it's almost dinner? Don't you wanna eat with us?" He asked, as i glanced and still saw the paper in the sofa behind me that the poem i wrote that I "threw" away behind it's pillow..

"Sorry i have to decline tonight, my mom will scold me again if I'm home sooner than nine" I said..

"O-Okay.. Do you want me to come with you?" He asked me..
"N-No it's okay" I insisted.

I sighed.. "Of you...