Him.

Cassie

I wake up to see my mother crying on the floor as the man I used to call my father screaming at her. I come out of my room and ask my mom if she is alright. My father told me to leave her alone but I said no. He then hit me and turned to the door and left. When I looked out the window my mothers new car was gone. I was so confused I didn't know what happened. My mom called the police and he was arrested 2 hours after we called. They found him in a bar downtown. He spent 2 years in jail for hitting me and taking my mothers car. The car was put under my moms name so was rightfully hers.

"AWWWW!" I wake to what I feel like is a cut lip. I had a nightmare of that night. I am now 23 and I remember every little detail. That happened when I was 6 and it still scares me. I grew up with no father so I'm pretty tough but that dream always hits me where it truly hurts. I wish I knew why my father got drunk and was so mad that night. But I most likely never will.

I get up and make some breakfast. Eggs and toast, I of course give some to pebble my dog. I named him pebble because he was I stray puppy I found a beach by my house. He was also really cute so the name fit.

The door bell rings so I get up off the floor from rubbing pebble and brush the fur off my pyjama pants. I answer the door to see a boy that looks about 20. He looked a little like me to be honest. Therefore I stare at him until he ask me if something was wrong. I was a little embarrassed but I say no and apologize. He then ask me if I would tell him were the closest restaurant is. He said he's name was mason and explained how he had just moved here with his mom. I then invited him in and ask him about what happened to his dad. He said he left his mom and him when he was 5. I said that I can relate to that and said that my dad left me when I was 6.

I told him were smittys was so he could go and get breakfast and he gave me his number then left.

For some reason I felt a little connection between the to of us. I don't think it was love, what could it be.

As I closed the door behind him pebble looked at me like I had embarrassed him or something. I sat on the couch and pebble sat up beside me and licked my face. I ask him what I should do about it even though I know he can't answer. But all he cared about was the taste of my arm as he licked it.

All I knew was that I had to get to know him better although I am not 100% sure why, I just have this feeling in my stomach. He looks like me and someone I now but I can't put my finger on who. He is like a look alike combined with other look alike I guess if that makes any sence.