Casey Sparks

Chapter 20: The secret

I walk down the street enter a Lovisa. I rotate the stands filled with jewellery. I pick out a silver necklace with matching earrings and a ring. I walk over to the lady with a big smile "would you like a bag?" She politely questions "uhh, yeah thanks" I return the smile she bends down and opens a draw and is looking for something she pulls out a plain white bag "there it is" she whispers to herself. She places the items in the bag and I give her the money "it's already been payed for" she smiles at me and points to a man and hands the bag to me. I clutch the bad with one hand and head over to the man sitting on the bench. I take a seat next to him I can't see his face. "Models need good style, are you going to say yes yet?"

"YOU were the one doing all of this 'say yes' crap?" He looks up at me an smiles. It's that photographer again. I don't smile, I just stare. "You stalked me." He laughed "I'm not stalking you, you have your own paparazzi group" I get up to walk away and he grabs my wrist "you know you love the fame and the money" he smiles "are you up for it?" He adds. I'm not convinced just yet, I'm still confused. I thought this whole thing was Dylan? He looks at me waiting for an answer. I open my mouth about to say my answer and he cuts me off "we will get you and give you and your family anything you want" Family. That's the only word I seemed to understand. It makes me think of my father

My eyes start to swell and water. "Anything?" I ask not making eye contact "anything." He replies. I look him right in the eye and without hesitation "bring back my dad" and I left.

I got home and sat on my bed and organised all of the stuff I had just bought. I flopped onto my bed and something poked me in the back. I reach a hand behind me and grabbed it. I pulled it out and it was the modelling card. I got up out of my bed and dropped it in my bin as I walk out of my room.

I walk down the stairs and I see mum talking to a man. Is she going on a date? I hide myself and listen to there conversation "wait so he is coming here, how did you find him?" Mum has a shocked expression on her face. In a deep time the man replies "ma'am we are good, if he was dead like you claim we would of found nothing." Who's dead? Do I have a long lost brother or something "well can you please contact him and tell him to come home his wife and daughter miss him" mum is crying now. Wait. Is she talking about... No he can't be?