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stood and brushed myself off. He dragged me out of the room and shut the door quietly.
    “But I don’t understand, why do we have to go now?” I muttered, sounding like a petulant child.
    “Don’t ask questions, I can’t answer anything yet. Just trust me that we have to leave now. ”
    I heard a gasp and pushed open Lydia’s door.
    “Where are you going?” She asked.
    I shrugged. “I don’t know. But I’ll be back, Squirt.”
    Her chin started to tremble and I had to stop her crying. I hated it when she cried.
    “Hey, look at me.”
    She looked up into my eyes.
    “ I promise . I’ll come back.”
    I shouldn’t have made that promise.
    Not when I didn’t know if I could keep it.
    But I was fourteen. I thought I knew it all.
     
    I didn’t.
     
    *~*~*
     
    Mason started running as soon as we cleared the front door and I followed him. There was a strange smell in the air and when we turned the corner, I realised why.
    Our house, our home, was completely engulfed in flames. I stopped and stared, the whole frame was alight and the sky lit up with orange.
    “Come on!” Mase called and I shook off my daze. What the fuck had happened?
    We ran until my lungs were burning and I had to stop to take a deep breath. Mase stopped beside me and I saw him send off a text.
    “Who...are...you...texting?” I panted. My body was too weak to run that far.
    “You’ll see.” He answered.
    Seconds later a car screeched to a halt beside us and Mase jumped in.
    “Get in!” He shouted and I startled.
    “I’m not getting in there, we don’t know who he is!”
    The stranger got out of the car and started towards me. I couldn’t place his face, but I knew him. I just didn’t know where from. I scrambled back but he bent at the waist and literally threw me in the car.
    He sat in the driver’s seat and we sped off.
    “What the hell?” I exclaimed.
    The face in the front grinned at me and I knew instantly who he was.
    “Nice to see you too, little brother.”
     
    Holy. Fucking. Shit.
    Jackson Brent, in the flesh.

*~*~*
     
    I was dreaming. I had to be.
    I hadn’t seen my big brother since the day our parents kicked him out of the house when I was about seven. I never thought I’d see him again.
    “What...” I started, but was cut off.
    “I’ll explain everything later. You may as well get some rest little brother, we’ve got a pretty long drive ahead of us.”
    A thousand and one questions were bouncing around in my head but a sense of peace settled over me and I decided to listen to what he said.
    Sleep seemed like a damn good idea.
    Mase woke me up a few hours later when we stopped and dawn was just touching the horizon.
    I looked out the window and didn’t recognise my surroundings at all.
    “Come on!” Mase shouted, bouncing up and down on his toes with excitement. I wasn’t excited. There were just too many questions to be answered.
    We had stopped outside a building that looked like a hotel but it didn’t have any signs on the outside, so I just stared blankly at Jackson.
    He smiled but looked nervous.
    “Welcome home, little brother.”
    I didn’t speak. Frankly, I was little worried about what would come out of my mouth if I did.
    We walked into the plush surroundings inside the building and I gaped. The whole place looked like it come straight out of some sort of ‘Your Home’ magazine. It was decorated from floor to ceiling in reds and golds and I was struck speechless.
    I followed my brothers through the hallway to the lift and couldn’t stop flicking my eyes in every direction, taking in every last detail.
    “Where are we?” I finally asked.
    Jackson answered. “My home. Your new home.”
    I narrowed my eyes at him. We’d been living in hell for seven years and he’d been living like this?
    I couldn’t think, I just felt rage sweeping through my veins and my whole body tensed. Jackson didn’t miss my reaction either because he winced.
    His apartment took up the entire top floor but I