Over Again

I watched as my mother gave Gracie some tea and a warm blanket. Gracie gave her a weak smile, thanking the dear soul. My mum came back into the kitchen, closing the shutters so she couldn't see or hear us.

"So?" I looked at her expectantly. She sighs.

"It's not good, Zayn. She looks like she's traumatized." I nodded. "She was starved, and she looks like she was beaten a bit." I ran my hand through my hair, no doubt messing it up. I walked through the kitchen and into the living room, where she sat on a couch, listening to something Safaa was saying.

"So then Zayn said-" I covered her mouth.

"Thank you, Saf," I said, "you can go now." The eleven year old rolled her eyes, mouthing something to Gracie. Gracie laughed, blushing a little.

Gracie looked scared to talk to me.

Or was it that she was scared of me?

Nah, I doubt it.

"So..." I said.

"Don't start something you can't finish, Zayn," Gracie said cautiously. I nodded.

Notes

Hey guys! I miss your comments, even the regulars don't comment anymore! You guys make me so sad! ;)

sorry, I know I promised an explanation, I lied. This was sorta just a filler chapter, sorry to disappoint you, @not_any_maryjane!