[Dylan]
“Are you sure you want me to be here?” I whispered as we waited for Heather to open the door.
“Yes,” Shane hissed out just as the door swung open. Heather seemed surprised but then she smiled.
“Hey guys,”
“Hey,” Shane and I greeted in union. Heather stepped aside to let us in and the first thing I did was make sure that Wesley wasn’t home. Heather must have caught me because she shook her head. He wasn’t home. Thank f**k.
“What brings you two by?” she asked as we sat down in the living room. “Can I get you anything?” I didn’t say anything as I looked over at my brother.
“No…ah, thanks…um…” he was nervous, I could tell, and again I wasn’t sure why he wanted me here. He had made it clear he didn’t want me to be a part of the conversation but that he wanted my presence for moral
