Best Kept Secret (Best Kept #1)

Chapter 25: Two Halves of a Heart

Song: Burnout by Best Kept Secret (I couldn't finish this story without one of their songs being added lol honestly one of the coolest bands I've seen live and met. Seeing them live is what actually inspired this story lol. Check them out!!!!!!!)

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When I walked in to see Zoe, she was sitting the couch with her legs tucked underneath her. She immediately shot up when she saw me though and wrapped me up in her arms. I didn't hesitate to hug her back just as tightly. "I was beginning to think you weren't coming back," she teased and let me go.

I laughed and held up a hand with a small paper bag. "A cupcake."

"Oh, thank God!" She took the bag from my hand. "I think I had a dream about this damn thing last night."

With her free hand, she wrapped her fingers around my wrist and pulled me towards the couch. We sat together and she dove into the cupcake first off. "Am I allowed to bring you things like this?" I asked quietly, stealing a glance at the doctor behind the glass.

"Yeah," she mumbled around a mouthful. "Mom brings me lunch when she visits. They used to check things, but not anymore."

I nodded and leaned back against the couch. "Are you nervous about the evaluation?"

"Sort of," she replied and licked icing from her finger. "There's not really anything to be afraid of. I'm doing well, I don't fight my doctors, and I do what I'm supposed to. It'll be fine. What I'm nervous about is how much longer I have here."

That part made me deflate a little. "How much longer do you think you have?"

"A month or two maybe. As much as I want to come home, I don't want to rush this. I don't want to leave if I'm not ready."

"That makes sense," I told her. "For what it's worth, I can't wait for you to come home."

Zoe smiled and took the last bite of her cupcake. I handed her a napkin and she wiped her fingers clean. "I can't wait either. It's going to be better." She shifted in her seat, folding her legs under while she turned to me. Her fingers wrapped around my wrists and she grinned at me. "Now tell me about your boyfriend. I need good gossip. The only gossip I get around here is celebrity and that shit's boring."

I had to laugh. "You used to live for it."

She wrinkled her nose. "Not so much anymore. So tell me about him."

"His name is Benji," I started. "Do you remember Mr. Meyer from Four-Seasons?"

"Uh, yeah. I helped Mom with one of his parties. What does he have to do with anything?" She asked slowly.

"It's his son."

Her eyes widened. "Benji Meyer? He's your boyfriend? Isn't he in a band?"

"Yeah, Reset Space." I looked at her curiously. "How did you know that?"

"We went to high school together," she replied. "I didn't know him, but I went to a lot of his parties. I doubt he knew me either. I just remember hearing his name a lot."

That's a relief. It would be awkward to find out if your current boyfriend was your sisters ex. "Oh, interesting."

"Do you have a picture?" She asked with a smile.

"Yeah, one second." I pulled my phone from my pocket and unlocked it. There weren't many pictures of Benji, but I found the one that was my favorite. It was a picture he took when he stole my phone one day. The way the sun was shining, it made his eyes a bright green and even brighter because of his broad smile. "Here."