06-05-2015, 01:14 AM
Zeke had continued to frown, wincing as the door of the room was shut with such force that a picture frame had fallen from the nail on the wall and had made impact with the floor. He had walked over to it and had sighed, picking up the glass so that the floor could be clean once more and no one would be hurt by it's pieces when walking in the room just in case they were barefoot. He had wiped his tears of his own frustration, wanting to walk around to soothe the sadness that he had felt. What was once a match made in heaven was now hell on earth. It was like Liam did not care nor want to about poor Zeke. They did everything together and had cared for each other like a pair would but now it seemed as though Liam were a zombie walking through life like nothing even mattered to him anymore.