Love Always Wins

Chapter 1- Coming Home

CHAPTER 1
The room was dark. I was the only one here in the whole house. Left behind by this stupid family. They had gone out to dinner, and I'm still sitting here wishing that there was something to eat. I turned over and switched on the bedside lamp. There was a framed picture of my family by the bed. I looked at the picture and wept into the pillow. I missed them so much, and I don't think that it was fair that they took me away. It was quiet besides my weeping, until there were loud bangs on the door. I quickly got up and ran downstairs to open the door, thinking that it was Landon, Tracy, and the kids. I soon realized it wasn't...
"FBI OPEN UP!" A loud booming male voice rang out through the house. Nearly tripping, I stubbed my toe on the couch and limped over to the door. I opened it to reveal five FBI Agents at the door. The man that was banging on the door. Was tall with dark hair. It was hard to tell the color, being that it was dark outside. He looked at me, and I didn't need light to see the awkward look on his face.
"I'm sorry. I was going as fast as I could. Can I help you?" I asked.
"Maybe by putting on some clothes." He answered. I looked at him confused, then I looked down at my long T-Shirt and underwear.
"Well you didn't give me much time." I said sarcastically. "Sir, I believe you have the wrong house. Maybe I can direct you to the correct house."
"Is this The Torres's residence?" He asked confused himself.
"Yes." I answered.
"Then we don't have the wrong address." He said. "May we come in?"
"Look, if you're looking for Landon, he's not here. Supposedly, he and the rest went out to eat. Probably ran because they saw you." I said moving from the door way. They walked in, and I could see his features better. He looked in his mid-thirties, and he had dark, dark brown hair with brown eyes. The woman next to him was familiar. Her mid-length brown hair was pulled up in a tight bun, and her brown eyes looked at me sorrowfully.
"Are you Lydia Hamilton?" He asked me.
"Yeah." I answered.
"Then we aren't really here for Landon or Tracy... We are here for you." He said.
"Well whatever you think I did... I didn't do it." I said.
"Not like that." He laughed, then gave me the suspicious look. "What did you do Miss Hamilton?"
"I told you." I answered. "I didn't do it."
"Well I'm Agent Connor Richardson, and this is Jamie Richardson... My sister." He greeted. "Jamie works for the..."
"I know who she is." I interrupted. "Child Protective Services."