Andrew pov..
I stopped when I turned around to see Auntie Sierra as she walked over to me. I pulled away as I looked at her, and without saying a word, I walked away.
I walked back into the room, deciding to take a shower before Mom wakes up. I know she will still be feeling a bit worried about what happened, and I just wish she could forget about it.
After I was done, I walked out of the room, deciding to go to the back of the house and sit down. I felt like not eating breakfast and just sitting here to think about my worries.
"Are you okay?"
I turned to look as I stared at Uncle John. Why was he here? What is he doing here? As he sat close to me, I turned to look at him.
"Uncle, what are you doing here?"
As I asked him that, he placed his hands on my shoulder, and I looked at him. I really don't know why he is here and why he sat close to me.
"I heard you and your mom talking last night. Is everything okay?"
