There Lizzie was, sleeping, not knowing what was happening downstairs in her very living room...
there was Mike, my own brother, 'sexually assaulting' my best friend, Kate
what did i do to kate for her to ignore me??
the day after the incident, kate was being very distant to lizzie, as if she had something to do with what mike had done
Lizzie followed Kate into the bathroom, confronting her as to why she was avoiding her best friend.
"Can I know what I did for you to give me the cold shoulder?" Lizzie asked exasperatedly.
"No, nothing at all, sorry Liz, but I have to go I'm gonna be late for class." Kate said hurriedly.
Lizzie was absolutely devastated, her best friend was running away from her and she didn't know why.
Later that week, Mike got arrested for rape. Kate was the one pressing charges and Liz was absolutely in shock. One for what Mike had done to Kate and two for how that was even possible. Mike, Liz's older brother, had raped Kate? How didn't she hear what was happening on the level below her, why did she have to leave Kate? all these questions were running through Liz's mind all at once.
There stood Mike, back on his way to college after the eventful few months, Kate and her family devastated that he didn't get charged with rape; Liz had lost her best friend to something she thought she could've stopped.