She Brought Light || Guy's POV

Chapter 1: What The Hell Just Happened?

Mondays! I fucking hate Mondays!

And it's the first day of school. On a fucking Monday!

And to top it all off, I wake up to the sounds of my 7 year old sister crying.

Pulling the covers back, I open my arms for her so she can climb into bed with me despite the fact that we need to be up and getting ready.

Fuck school! My sister will always be more important!

Emily crawls into bed beside me and immediately hides her face in my chest. Pulling the covers back over us, I wrap my arms around her, hugging her tightly to me.

I hate seeing my little sister upset.

As a big brother, and the only guy in the house, I feel it is my duty to make sure the girls of the house are safe and happy. So, seeing them upset, makes me feel like I've failed them. Doesn't matter what the problem is, if they're upset, I immediately feel like it is my fault.

"What's wrong, Munchkin?" I ask, running my fingers through her soft curls.

Her arms tighten around me, as a sob escapes, causing my chest to tighten.

"I had a bad dream." She says softly, sounding so scared. "I miss daddy!" She whispers.

My jaw clench as my hold on her tightens. It's been three fucking years and he still hasn't woken up yet.

And I hate it!

"I know, Munchkin. I do too" I sigh, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

"Will he ever wake up?" She asks, lifting her head so she can look me in the eyes. I stare back at my sister who's eyes are filled with hope, sadness and silently pleading me to say yes when in reality, I'm starting to lose hope.

Forcing a smile, I kiss her forehead again. "I know he will, Munchkin." I whisper against her forehead.

I hear her sighing before pressing a kiss to my cheek. "Come on, we don't wanna be late for school!"

At that, she jumps out of bed and runs to my bathroom, giggling all the way to the bathroom connected to my room. This little shit!

I just sigh before kicking the covers off and pulling out my school uniform. It's hideous and I hate it. Green isn't my favorite color. By the time I'm dressed, Emily comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her tiny body.

"I smell like you now." She grins widely before running to her room. I shake my head, chuckling lightly. Trust my seven year old sister to make me feel better without even realizing it.

After freshening up, I shove my phone and wallet into my pockets before grabbing my school bag and making my way downstairs, where I find my sister sitting by the kitchen island already dressed and munching on her fruity loops while mom leans against the counter, sipping on her coffee.

"Good morning, honey." Mom smiles up at me.

"Morning." I mumble and press a kiss to her cheek before grabbing a banana. "Let's go Munchkin. We'll be late if you don't hurry up." I chuckle as her eyes widen before she jumps off the stool and almost runs into my mom to kiss her bye.

"Enjoy your day!" Mom calls out as we head to my car. "Love you"

"Love you too" Emily and I both call over our shoulders before closing the door. We still have time, but I still need to get Zayn, my idiotic best friend.

We drive in silence, except for the soft humming coming from the radio. Emily loves shifting gears for me whenever we drive together which is why she always prefers me dropping her off in the mornings. Sometimes, if the roads are quiet, she'll sit on my lap and drive around while I hold her hands.