All through the night

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Jamal had his hands in his pocket and his face tilted to the side. Gaping at them was all he could do. There was no energy to say a word or get mad. He was fucking drained already and seeing them stole the little energy he had going.

But damn, these tears. They were rushing down. With no restrain. Like his heart had been set ablaze.

"Son." Luther was up on his feet. No words seemed appropriate at the moment. Not when Jamal had that broken and hurting look in his eyes. Not when he looked like he just survived a fatal avalanche but now he was cold from it.

Luther was speechless. It was already a whole minute but he couldn't make out the perfect words to say. Or to excuse what Jamal had just seen.

"Jamal." Zoey sobbed. But she couldn't say anything more. What could she say? He already saw everything. He already knew what a tramp she was.

Jamal hated the silence. He needed to say something, but he had no clue what he should say first. Should he cuss at