Chapter 8 They Know, They Know, They Know

Valesco's POV

I enter Benjamin's room and his eyes are wide awake.

"Can't sleep?" I ask him and he grunts.

"Your friend woke me up." He rolls his eyes and I sigh.

"She took care of you no?" His eyes snap to mine, and he was about to say something when he stops.

"Yea... I guess." He murmurs.

"Did she ever... call you names. .or... ask you where you got your bruises." He frowns.

"No.. I guess not."

"Then stop treating her like dirt," I tell him.

"But we don't know if we can-"

"Has she given you a reason to not trust her?" He sighs, turning in his back and rubbing his face.

"Dad, you know what happened last time, our flesh and blood betrayed us. Who is she not to?"

"I understand Ben. But stop giving her crap when she doesn't even fully understand what's going on here." He stares at me for a moment before sighing.

"I'll try to."