Chapter 1: "Wait, he's in jail?!"

It was a pretty normal day. Woke up made breakfast. Got out of the house before Carl was up. Y'know he's not that bad of a guy if you just stay away from him and do everything he says.

Wait, sorry I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Lidia Cams. Well my birth name was Lidia Kylers but once mom married Carl it was changed. My mom is dead. Yeah how sad. It's not really if you take in my predicament. Once mom married Carl it was all down hills from there. She was a good mom before him. Laughed with me instead of at me. Took time for me. Didn't drink or do drugs. But again, that all changed when she met Carl. He introduced my mother to alcohol and drugs then somehow manipulated my her  into abusing me. Gotta give it to him.

Well that's my sob story. My mom died, my Step-dad beats me. Y'know, the norm'.

Like I said, pretty normal day but it was the period right before lunch when it went downhill.

"Wait, what do you mean he's in jail?!"  I honestly think I cried. "Well sweetheart, we found out that he killed your mother." Oh yeah pshhh. I forgot to mention that she was murdered. "So where am I going to go? I mean foster care doesn't sound that bad, but will I be able to stay here?" Okay so I will admit I do not have many friends. Or any friends for that matter. "That is the good news. We have found some close relatives willing to take you in!" Really? Well that's new to me. My grandmother died when I was 5 and my mother has no siblings. "I'm sorry but I'm kinda confused. Who are these relatives you speak of?" "Oh Deary, she chuckles, Your brothers of course!"

I think my face may have confused her a bit because it was confusing me too. I mean my face must look like a confused five year old combined with an grumpy old man.

So like I said very odd day. I find out my step-dad killed my mom, well I already knew that, but then I have brothers? Well this is a sick joke I tell you, sick.

We drive off in her truck, a ford pickup, and head to my house.

We pull into the driveway and head inside. Out of caution and safety reasons she insists she comes inside with me. I think she thinks I'm going to run away. Ha. Jokes on her no matter where I run he will always fine me.

We walk inside and she gasps. I'm not going to lie it's kind of embarrassing. I mean glass bottles are everywhere, we have cockroaches, it smells like cigarettes. Papers and just all around trash is everywhere. It wasn't always like this. It used to be all clean and we didn't have any gnats in the kitchen.

I walk through the piles of trash and make my way towards my room. It is not very fancy. Just the necessities. A bed, a blanket, a pillow, a dresser, and a lamp. Other then that there's nothing in there. Unlike the rest of the house my room is spotless. I pride it on being clean.

I stride into my closet and pickup my backpack and put everything in my closet and dresser in there. It only fills up halfway.

Finally I walk out and Missy, the social worker, navigates us to the airport, much to my dismay.

There ya go. First chapter is done. Fun fact, Lidia's house was designed after my  grandmother's house and I actually love planes unlike Lidia. I hope you like it and don't forget to vote, comment and obviously like :)