As I was walking to my next period, everyone stared at me. I could understand why. They have never seen me as wreck less me before. When I walked into my next room, I sat in the back of the room, not caring if I took someone else's seat. I instantly knew who's seat I was sitting in when he looked at me. It was Will. He looked scared of me, so he sat in my spot up front. Harry sat next to me with a confused look. He sat in Kelsie's spot, so I guess she didn't care. Once everyone piled into the room, they instantly looked at me. Including the teacher. "Brook. Are you okay? Your not acting your happy self." he spoke. Happy self my ass. I just stared as they all stared back. "Do you want to tell us what make you unhappy?" he asked in a caring tone. I am seriously going to murder someone. "Shawn's missing", I mumbled, "excuse me?" he spoke. That's exactly when I snapped, "MY BROTHER HAS GONE MISSING FOR A WEEK AND IS POSSIBLY DEAD!" I yelled, "Brooklyn-", I instantly cut him off, "NO! DON'T YOU DARE USE MY FUCK-", I was cut off by my phone ringing.

I pulled it out of my bag and saw the name on the screen and instantly answered it, "THAT-", the teacher started, but I put my hand over the mic, and yelled at the teacher, "SHUT UP IT'S SHAWN!" Their eye's grew wide as I left the classroom and paced around in the hall's. "Hello? Shawn? is that you? W-where have you been?! You scared the living shit out of me!" I began to ramble on when I heard a woman's voice. "Hello? Is this Brooklyn? Shawn's sister?" she asked, I instantly panicked, "yes, this is she. Where's Shawn? What happened to him? Is he okay?" I began to cry. "Miss, please calm down, I don't think you'll like the news I'll give you", she spoke full of pity. Then right then and there, I knew what she was going to say, "I'm sorry for your loss, your brother was murdered", she said. Then people began to come out of the class room's. My jaw dropped just as I let go of my phone.

When it hit the floor, it put it's self on speaker. "Hello? Miss? Are you there?" she spoke threw the phone. My feet were glued to the floor as my brain was still processing what she had just said. Harry picked up the phone, turned off the speaker, and spoke into it. "Yes? Hello? This is Brook's friend speaking. She is in current shock and do you mind telling me what happened to her brother." then a long pause, "oh. Oh my god." he looked at me with pity as whisper's began to fill the hall's. "I'll do my best", he hung up and slid my phone in his pocket. Another phone went off then I heard Kelsie's voice, "okay, I'll bring her now", she spoke.

By now I had fully process what's happened to my brother. Shawn is dead. He was murdered. You'll never see him again. Kelsie dragged me to her car, Harry, following shortly behind. Tear's were falling freely down my face, no sob escaped my mouth. Silence in the car until Kelsie broke it, "My dad is going mental. It has to do with someone's death, but my mom won't tell me. She just told me to bring you to the house", she pulled up in the driveway. I looked at the house I once lived in many year's ago. "Harry, stay in the car", Kelsie command as we both got out the car. He obeyed and Kelsie and I walk into the living room to see everything ripped to pieces. Exactly how it looked when I left.

"Look's exactly like when my sister left", Kelsie sighed. She doesn't remember me. "What was her name?" I looked down. "I can't remember, it was so long ago", she looked at me. Just then my biological mother walked in. "Brooklyn? Brook? I-is that you?! OH MY POOR DAUGHTER! I'M SO SORRY FOR PUTTING YOU AND YOUR BROTHER UP FOR ADOPTION!" she cried on me, bring me into a tight hug. I pushed her away and walked into the living room and saw dad chugging down bottle's of vodka. "Brooklyn?! What the hell are you doing here?! YOUR MOTHER AND I ARE SO SORRY! WILL YOU FORGIVE US?!" he slurred, tear's falling like they were never going to stop.

"Why do I still care. Why do I still love you after what you had done to us? My brother meant everything to me, now I have no world. And it's all your fault. How? Why? W-why do I still love you? Dad. J-just put the bottle down", I cried as he gulped down two more bottle's. He didn't listen. Then a song I made recently about this situation came to my mind and I began to sing. (A/N: The song is For The Love Of A Daughter by Demi Lovato)

Four years old with my back to the door,
All I could hear was the family war,
Your selfish hands always expecting more,
Am I your child or just a charity ward?

I walked slowly toward him as I heard soft sound's of feet coming into the room. I turn around to see my mother and sister.

You have a hollowed out heart,
But it's heavy in your chest,
I try so hard to fight it but it's hopeless,
Hopeless, you're hopeless,

I turn around and faced the wall of picture's, that was filled with picture's of Kelsie and my parent's.

Oh, father, please, father
I'd love to leave you alone,
But I can't let you go,
Oh, father, please, father
Put the bottle down,
For the love of a daughter,
Oh

It's been five years since we've spoken last,
And you can't take back,
What we never had,
Oh, I can be manipulated,
Only so many times,
Before even "I love you"
Starts to feel like a lie,

I faced back at my dad, tear's falling down my face like a river.

You have a hollowed out heart,
But it's heavy in your chest,
I try so hard to fight it but it's hopeless,
Hopeless, you're hopeless,

Oh, father, please, father
I'd love to leave you alone,
But I can't let you go,
Oh, father, please, father
Put the bottle down,
For the love of a daughter,

Don't you remember I'm your baby girl?
How could you push me out of your world,
Lied to your flesh and your blood,
Put your hands on the ones that you swore you loved?

I took the picture's on the wall and threw them at the window's making them all shatter. I looked at the family I once loved in front of me and began to raise my voice.

Don't you remember I'm your baby girl?
How could you throw me right out of your world?
So young when the pain had begun,
Now forever afraid of being loved,

Oh, father, please, father
I'd love to leave you alone,
But I can't let you go,
Oh, father, please, father

Oh, father, please, father
Put the bottle down,
For the love of a daughter,
For the love of a daughter.

He put the bottle down and just cried. I turned around walked out the open door to see Harry standing there with sorrow. "I heard it all", he spoke. I ran to him and just cried on his shoulder.

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