Charlie - uncle

I am driving you home from your house. Your mum died yesterday and I was your closest relative so you are now moving in with me. You are sat in the backseat staring blankly out of the window. I keep looking in the rear view mirror to check on you. There’s a constant stream of tears flowing down your face and you haven’t said a word. I’m worried about you. look y/n I want you to know I’m here for you. I know I can’t be of much help but you can always talk to me.