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Myles' POV
I get home and instantly know something's not right, I open the door and see bags at the stairs and my family rushing about packing. We're not going on holiday are we?
"Abbey," I scream through the house, even if she's mad at me she can't book a holiday and not tell me
"You're back." She says, appearing from the kitchen door
"Nice to see you too." I say sarcastically
"Ughhh, I'm leaving with the kids. You can live here alone, I never want to look at you're cheating face again." That hurt but at least I know where we stand, and that's not together
"You can't just take all the kids." I argues, knowing that she won't care what I say
"And you can't cheat on me with my supposedly dead sister. But you still did it." She screams in my face, I sigh. All the kids are staring at us, I know what it's like for them, my parents were at each others throats for years. It wasn't fun, so that's why I back away. I walk upstairs and into the attic. Once I'm hidden away I begin to cry. I cry like I've never cried before, my body's shaking and my hands grip my hair tightly, I allow my knees to buckle under my weight and let myself curl up on the floor.

Briar's POV
This can't be good. Myles just stormed out, I lost my sister and I've probably just ruined a marriage. I lie, staring up at the ceiling, allowing my thoughts to stop and my eyelids to slowly close.
"Briar?" I hear a male voice above me
"Mphhhh." I mumble to tell him I'm half awake
"We need you to wake up, there's been a development in your injury." At those words I'm suddenly wide awake
"Good development?" I ask hopefully, the doctor shakes his head
"Unfortunately not, I'm sorry." This doesn't look promising "A broken vertebrae in your spine has caused a tear in your spinal cord, this was probably done during the fall however the swelling has only just gone down enough for us to be able to see, this unfortunately means the chance of you ever walking again is extremely small." My world shatters, I can't never walk again, I'm an independent person. I can't be happy living the rest of my life in a wheelchair. I begin to cry, my body shakes "I'm so sorry." I hear the doctor whisper next to me but no words can make this day any better

Myles' POV
"Dad?" I hear from the door, I look up through the tears and see Jessy stood at the door
"Jessy, why aren't you downstairs with the others?" I ask, trying to hold back my tears
" I don't want to leave you Dad." She whispers
"But if you stay here you're leaving your Mum." I remind her
"But I've always been a Daddy's girl, and I care scout you. You clearly aren't coping well." She points out making me smile a bit
"How did you tell?" I ask
"Dad, you're lay on the floor, crying." She points out, I nod my head
"I guess it's kind of a give away." I say whilst laughing a little bit
"Anyway, I can't go with them. They've all left and I don't think they're coming home anytime soon." Those words hit home hard, they've really gone. I stand up on shaky legs and walk downstairs, everything's silent. It's not natural, I'm used to the busy buzz of family life. Not this silent, dead space.

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