You're moving back into your childhood house.

Upon arrival, you noticed your old neighbours house.

You always use to play with their sons, but since you moved you haven't spoken to them.

Whilst the delivery men unloaded your things in the house, you and your mom went to visit them.

The door opens and a tall boy walks out, also known as Kyle.

He smiles and pulls you into a hug.

Pulling away, you notice an even taller boy behind him.

Zion. The two of you never gotten along no matter how hard you'd try.

Your mom enters and the three of you are alone.

"Is your room done?" Kyle asks.

"Not yet."

"You can sleep in my room tonight." He out his hand.

Before you take it, his hand is slapped away.

"No." His older brother starts, grabbing your arm.

"She can stay with me."