It was early the next morning, I didn't sleep too well last night as my dad was just running around my head. I haven't allowed myself to think about him since it happened, Marley really went through it so I had to be strong for him, and well the rest of my family. But now I was away from them, I felt like I didn't need to put on that act anymore.    I make my way to the kitchen for a drink, but stop abruptly when I reach the door, Morgan was sat at the counter drinking what looked like coffee. He looks up noticing me, his face lighting up. I turn on my heels beginning to walk away, but he calls my name eventually being able to grab my arm.    "Miya, please I'm not finished telling you what happened," he says, holding my arm in a tight grip, I rip my arm away continuing my journey away from him. 

The same night, I was making my way up to bed when Morgan stops me in the hall. Immediately, I'm taken by the hand and dragged into a different room, which had many computers and weird device things on the walls. He closes the door running over to the big computer at the front, he begins to type away for a few seconds before turning, finally acknowledging my existence.    "I found the man that told me he was your brother," he says, I look at him confused for a second not understanding what he meant, but then it clicked "his real name is, Darrel Butcher" he continues, I make my way over to the computer where it had this dudes birth certificate on the screen.    "How did you get this?"I ask, Morgan gives me a look before turning back to the computer, he types something in as a photo shows up, which nearly makes me have a heart attack "I know his fac

The drive home was just full of silence, Morgan told me he wanted to get all the information about my dad before he told me, he didn't want to leave anything out or get it wrong. I was now trying to remember the times with my dad, the complete opposite to what I've tried to do these last few years. But every time I'd think about him, it was all happy times not at all what the guy said he was like. Then a memory soon pops into my mind, one I didn't even know I had.      I would have been about five years old, Marley was playing football in the back garden while I was reading some book. My dad walks in the house throwing his keys by the door, he makes his way into the living room sending me a little wave, while my mum called his name. He sends me a smile before walking into the kitchen, I turn back to my book but could faintly hear their conversation from the other room.

I was staring at the ceiling for ages, my dad and what Morgan told me just racing around my mind. My father was always so kind and caring, I know I was only young but he was always so nice to the people he spoke to. But what Tom said back in school kept replying in my mind.    "I don't know, you know when some person does a really bad thing, people always say they never thought they'd do anything like that" he points out.    That's exactly how I feel now, at the time I thought he was just being weird, but he was right. The door opening snaps me out of my thoughts, where Charlie sends me a smile closing the door behind him.    "Wanna talk about what happened?" He asks, taking a seat on the bed beside me, I just shake my head looking down saying it was nothing "nothing, you could h

We soon arrive at my house, I look at Charlie who parks the car up outside. I still didn't know if this was a good idea, it would make me feel better to have him there but Marley will lose his mind. Before I could speak Charlie shakes his head getting out, he knew what I was gonna say before I even said it! I sigh joining him outside the car, where my family home was stood right in front of me. I just had fear take over my body staring at it, I've never been this scared to walk in this house, actually, I've never been scared to walk in the house.    Charlie takes my hand leading me down the path, with every step we took the more nervous I got. When we finally reach the door I just stare at Charlie, I didn't know if I should knock before we walk in. Charlie gestures for me to take the handle answering my question, I nod taking a breath before taking ahold of the handle opening the door. The smell of home fills my no