Chapter 6

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(Crystals pov)

I took a glance around my almost empty house.

Completely empty kitchen.

Empty family room.

Empty bedrooms.

Empty bathrooms.

The only thing I have is my phone charger and a pack of 5 gum. Everything else is packed away.

I leave tomorrow and I have already sent a box of my clothes and a box of valuables to aunt Faith. My car doesn't hold much. I also took my couch..
A few dressers and meaning full things. The drive is only 5 hours from here to England. I just feel bad for the rental people who have to follow me and drive all the way back.

"Looks empty," Rachel said scaring the crap out of me.

"Woah.. " I said calming myself down.

"Wait. The attic," I said remembering I have cleared out the attic.

"Let's go"
The door creaked and there were about 3-4 boxes covered in dust.

"Kyle." One read. Who knows who Kyle is..

We grabbed them and brought them downstairs.

"Baby outfits. Baby pictures. And Kyle."

I grabbed the one that said Kyle and opened it slowly.

I grabbed something out of it. A ultrasound picture. There was pictures of a little girl and supposedly a boy named Kyle.

"That's me. And my brother..."

"You have a brother?!?"

"Yes.. I remember being with him when I was four.."

But why don't I see him or know him.
He would be 26 right now..

"Search him?"

"I'll search him." Taylor said scaring the hell out of us.

"Oh lord! And okay."

'Kyle Green' Taylor searched as we went through the box.

"I found something..."

'Young 10 year old dies in crash with mother, four year old daughter and father survive'

"WHY DIDN'T MY DAD TELL ME I HAD A BROTHER AND HE DIED WITH MY MOTHER! ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? MY FATHER ALWAYS SAID THAT I WAS THE ONLY CHILD! HE LIED TO ME." I shrieked.

I needed to call my father.

"It's okay.." They both hugged me.

"Hello this is crystal green.. I need to speak to my father for just a minute! It's all I want.. Please." I begged into the phone.

"One minute only.."

"Hello." His voice raspy.

"Dad it's crystal.."

"How my baby girl."

"Better then your baby boy."

"Kyle.."

"Yah thanks for telling me I had a brother! i had to find out over the Internet!!"

"I'm sorry.. And I'm not being let out."

"That's good because I'm selling the house" I hung up. I didn't need his 'sorrys'

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