She runs to her brother's room. She would be able to talk to him as it was their pattern, every night.

"Andrew!" she whispers. She jumps when Dad's already beside his bed and tears are streaming down his face.

"But, dad, I'm not lying, its the truth. I am happy or I was until today." Andrew says, sitting up. Dad pulls back with the sudden movement.

"Then why did you lie to me?" he says, repeating the question, he had asked her, to her brother. Why was it easier for Andrew to say how he felt? She stands straighter.

"Daddy, it was my fault." she says, bravely. Andrew's eyes snap to hers, and he mouths no. His hand flicks up as he grabs Dad's arm, pulling him back. Dad, quickly, swats Andrew's hand away. He stands up, face-to-face, with Dad.

"Boy, you better sit down before I make you." Dad hisses. She's not loud enough.

"Dad! Dad! Leave him alone, it's all my fault!" she yells.

"Jackie, shut up! I don't need your lies. And I'm talking to Andrew. Don't make me beat you?" Dad hisses at her. She shrinks, but doesn't stop.

"No, daddy, now you leave him alone. If you have to beat me then do it just stop bullying Andrew." she says. Dad eyes glow angrily, and he steps towards her. Dad grabs her neck as he takes her hand, he forces her to the ground.

"Now you're going to listen to me. Andrew pulled a knife on me, and I'm just defending myself with a little rebuking." Dad says, softly to her. She grabs his hand, so he couldn't get away.

"Daddy, don't leave me. I love you, but I don't believe that Andrew would do that." she admits. Dad hugs her before standing up. She stumbles to her feet and glares at Andrew. Andrew smiles at her. Dad leaves them to talk as he enters his room.

"Andrew, did you pull a knife on daddy?" she asks, surprised. He shakes his  head and wraps his arm around her.

"No, he lied to you." Andrew says, quietly, into her hair.

"Does daddy lie? He hates it so." she argues. Andrew laughs.

"Of course daddy lies, he's human too. Even though, he's worse than us. He's a horrible man." Andrew growls. She nods, agreeing. Her heart speeds up as she thinks about how softly Dad had spoke to her. Could he really be that bad? Dad told her that he'd beat her, but he didn't. She snuggles under Andrew's sheets and falls asleep so confused.