He hasn't come out of his room for a week. I have knocked, threatened to kick the door down, but I still get nothing. His sister Emily, who is a year younger than us, says that he only comes out of his room at night when he's sure everyone is asleep in attempts to avoid all of us. She also says that he stocks up on food so he can eat the next day since he has a mini frig in his room. I know he doesn't know how to deal with things but does he have to do this, he's not only just hurting me, he's hurting his family and I try to tell him this while I spend hours trying to get him to come out of his room, but it never works. I'm personally losing hope that he will ever come around.

But since last night all my feelings have changed. It was about around three or so when I woke up and went down stairs because I couldn't sleep. I got down stairs but stopped in the doorway of the kitchen because I heard footsteps that's when I saw Chase standing at the top of the stairwell looking to see if there was anybody up then he saw me. It was dark so I couldn't see his face very well, but I knew he was looking at me more or less staring at me. I stood there staring right back not knowing what else to do, and then he started to walk down the stairs. The closer he got to the kitchen the harder his gaze seemed to be, this frightened me. I had never in all my years of knowing him seen what I saw in his eyes at that very moment and I never want to see it again. His eyes did soften somewhat when he saw me sink in my seat, then he reached into the frig and pulled out a big chocolate cake and some milk and put them down next to me before going to get glasses and something to eat it with. I saw he had grabbed two of everything then he turned and gave what looked like a smile as he sat down next to me. He cut two pieces of cake and slapped the biggest one on my plate, then started to eat his. I slowly ate mine not wanting to say the wrong thing and have him leave. Since truth is I missed having him around, I missed being able to help him somewhat to forgot even if it was only for a little while. So you can only imagine how shocked I was when Chase reached over and grabbed my hand then gave it a light squeeze causing me to look up at him. This is something I find myself doing all too often is getting lost in his gaze those green eyes that never stop amazing me. But even as I sat there I knew things were going to be alright because I thought back to what his mom told me only just a few days ago that I was the only one that made him happy while she was sick. Looking into his eyes I knew that was true because he said something to me for the first time in a week.

"Don't leave me alone in the dark Zo, I need you."

"I didn't leave you Chase you left me! Why didn't you come out of your room for a week? I mean, even when it was just us in the house you didn't? Do you have any idea how much that hurt me and your family?"

I guess that was something he didn't really want to answer because he didn't answer right away. I needed to know why, I couldn't just sit back as he pushed everyone away I needed answers and I was determined to get them. So I grabbed both of his hands in mine and made him look at me. But looking into his eyes only hurt me more because it was obvious that yelling at him just hurt him more. So I just stopped searching for answers, I could always just get them later I thought, and started to try and comfort him. I let go of his hands and wrapped my arms around his neck then I rested my head against his. Then I looked deep into his eyes before saying.

"Come on that's enough for tonight lets go back to bed."

"Yeah I think you're right."

Then I followed him up stairs walking very quietly trying not to wake anyone. That's when I realized that as soon as I walked into the room I would wake up his sisters; I told him this and watched as his face went into deep thought. Soon after he suggested that I just spent the night in his room. I thought about it for a while before I agreed, then I walked into his room and crawled into his bed with him.

"Are you comfy, Zo?"

"Yeah, I am thanks."

"I worry about you. Do you know that Zoey?" He sighed

But before I could reply he was already asleep snuggled up next to me. I could hear his soft beat of his heart as I laid my head onto his chest. It was the beat of broken heart. At that moment I wished I would've told him how I felt two weeks ago and maybe he would've dealt with all this better. But would've, could've, should've were not going to get me anywhere. So I tilted my head up and kissed his jaw line whispering I love you Chase. Then I heard him whisper back.

"I love you too Zo."