I walked into the Tipton not paying attention to anything. I bumped into the table that held the vase that Mr. Mosby loves. It would have broken had he not have caught it.

"Cody! Will you watch where you're going! How many…" he started yelling at me until he noticed the look on my face. "Cody, what's wrong?"

"Where's Zack, I want Zack," was all I said in response though. That's all I could say.

"He's in the suite. Him and Maddie have actually been looking for you."

"Maddie?"

"She's watching you while your mom performs."

"Oh," was all I said as I walked to the elevator ignoring Mr. Mosby calling my name.

I rode the elevator up to the 23rd floor. I repeated my sentence as soon as I walk in the door, "Where's Zack, I want Zack."

"He's in yall's room. What's wrong Cody?" Maddie asked walking over and putting a hand on my shoulder.

I was getting tired of people asking me what was wrong. It didn't matter what was wrong. All I wanted was Zack. Zack would make it better, he always did. He would take away the pain from…

I jerked away from Maddie's touch as soon as she put her hand on me yelling, "Don't touch me! Please, just don't touch me!"

"Cody…"

I jerked my head and saw Zack standing in the doorway to our room. He had worry and concern etched on his face. I ran to him with tears streaming down my face and hugged him tightly. I felt him put his arms around me, rubbing my back a little.

"Hey, Codes…buddy what's wrong?" he asked. I just shook my head against his chest and cried harder. "Alright, come on. Let's go in the room, okay?"

I nodded slightly pulling away and walking into the room. I heard him talking to Maddie in a hushed tone before he came in closing the door behind him. He came over and sat on the bed beside me giving me a questioning look.

"Please don't make me tell you, please." I begged knowing that look. He used it every time he knew I was hiding something and wanted to know what it was.

"Nope, now come on. Tell me what that was all about. Why did you yell at Maddie not to touch you?"

I looked down at my hands playing with the hem of my shirt. I wanted to tell Zack so bad what had happened, but how do you says something like that to someone? Much less your twin?

How did you tell your brother, your twin that you had been raped?