Where did It all go Wrong?

Realizing

I wasnt exactly sure what to say or how to respond after seeing the faceless creature. I turned the picture upside down and put it back in the box. "I dont think i wanna see one of those," i said quietly. "Trust me" she said "we rarely see one around here".
"Can i ask you something?" Bailey turned to me, "sure," i said "what does that key go to?". She was talking about my moms necklace, "im not really sure, my mom has had it ever since i was born. She told me she would give it to me one day, but she died before she could actually give it to me". "What if what that key leads to is something special?" I twirled the key in my fingers and sighed. "I guess it could. But i like mysteries, and maybe my mom would want me to keep it a mystery".
Bailey picked up the box of pictures and but it exactly where it was, "so Jason doesnt know" and she giggled a little. I liked Bailey, she was nice but I could tell there was something about her that I couldnt put my finger on.
"Come on Abby lets go downstairs". I followed Bailey downstairs and into the dinning room where everyone was sitting together. "Where have you been?!" Bobby cried. "I was looking at some pictures with Bailey, im fine". "Just come sit down please," I sat between Bailey and Brady. Brady played with his food and Bailey looked disgusted. "Thats my brother," she whispered to me. "Hes a slob, dont pay attention to him," that made me a little upset so i turned to him and stuck my finger in my mashed potatoes, poking my nose and sticking my thumbs in my ears and wiggling my fingers I stuck out my tounge and went crossed eyed. He laughed so hard i thought he would faint. "Abby!" Bobby yelled "what are you doing?!" "im just having a little fun."
He turned away and started eating again. I seen almost everyone staring at me, and a few were laughing with me. I'm glad people were starting to like me, especially since i didnt know anyone here.
After i finished eating i went to my room and opened my backpack I left on my bed. I pulled out an old photo album and flipped throught the pages staring at my mom holding 2 little babies. I had a brother, I dont know what happened to him, I never even knew his name. I closed the book and decided to hide the photo album among the many books I have.
I layed back on my pillow and stared at the wall. I slipped under my blankets and breathed deeply, relaxing. Eventually i fell asleep. A few hours later i woke up to sounds in my room. "What are you doing?!" I yelled. It was Anthony, "what are you doing in my room?!" Anthony stared at me like he wasnt entirely sure what to say. "I was looking through your books, youre the only one who has the good books, and i found this," he held up my photo album. I jumped out of bed and snatched it from him "get out of my room please." I said to him, "Abby.. I need to show you something, if you wouldnt mind," I put my book back in my backpack instead and followed Anthony to his room which was on the left side one room down.
He reached under his bed and pulled out a box. He opened it and flipped through all the photos, he grabbed one and pulled it out handing it too me. It was the same picture i had in my album. My mom, me, and my brother. "How did you get this?!" I said almost crumpling the picture. "I got it a few years ago, my dad gave it to me" I turned the picture over and it read "Abby and Anthony 2001". "I didnt know that Abby was you." he said softly, I stared at him picking out features that resembled me and moms and started crying. "Youre really my brother? This isnt some joke?" "I would never joke about this. Ive been trying to find you ever since ive gotten this photo".
"You said your dad gave this to you," I said looking at him with tears rolling down my face, "yeah, Dont you know who our dad is?" "no, i never met him, he left when we were little," well you obviously know each other if hes the one who brought you here." "Anthony, NO!" I heard it come from the doorway and I snapped my head toward it, "Bobby?" "but how?". "Abby, try to understand, me and your mom decided it was better this way". "How is this better?! Almost 15 years without a father and a brother, and now i find out it was you the whole time?!" I turned to Anthony and back to Bobby. "Im going to bed, dont talk to me, i need to be alone," I cried all the way to my room and cried myself to sleep.