MoonLight

I am here!

This chapter will be told in Issac POV so I hope you guys enjoy!

Ah shit I guess it's been a full year since i have been to California, i walk out the airport to find a smiling idiot waving his hand at me.

"Lil bro over here!"

I walk over to him as he give me a big bear hug while smiling ear to ear.

"It's good to see you two big brother, I missed you a lot."
I say back while hugging him back.

Hi my name is Issac light, that tall man who I am hugging right now is my older brother Tann light. I am 22 years old man with light brown hair and hazel eyes, I used to live in California however I moved back to my hometown Canada because of a job I got, but unfortunately I had to quit because my boss would underpay me and I really just couldn't pay my rent. So here I am basically, currently unemployed and single.

"You ready to go Issac?"

"Hell yes! Take me out of this place!"
I say smiling as Tann takes my luggage and starts walking towards his car. I swing my arm around Tann as I grin ear to ear.

"How have you been lil brother?"

"been good, I need a new job though, know any good people to ask?"

"You can ask Ethan, you already know he works in the technology filed."

"Oh yeah, thanks for the suggestion. Speaking of Ethan how are you guys?"

"We are good, he missed you though. You two are like best friends."

"Well we have known each other since high school so of course we are best friends, but we didn't really become friends until college, besides I broke my phone and I wasn't able to give him my new number so yuh."

"Well, speaking of dating have you found yourself a wife or husband yet Issac?"

"Not yet still searching for my next victim."
I say chuckling while elbowing Tann.

We get to Tann car as he opens his trunk and puts my luggage inside.

"Lets go!"
Tann says exited as he gets into his car, i follow behind and open the car door to get inside.
"Tann I have actually been wanting to tell you something.. it's about grandpa, he's gotten himself into the hospital because of a stroke."

Our grandfather is on our mother's side of the family, however he was the only real father figure in our lives. So he meant a lot to me and Tann, he's is a happy little old man who house always smelt like cigarettes and freshly baked cookies. Even though our grandfather was old that never brought his sprits down or let that intervene in his life rather he acts more like a child than a grandfather.

"What do you mean Issac, I just talked to him before you came he never told me?"

"He didn't want to worry you, you know how grandfather is. Stubborn till his last breath."
Our grandmother had died before I was born so I never got to meet her but apparently she named me Issac, because issac means laughter: she always wanted to be remembered by her smile and laugh, henceforth my name. Our grandfather took her death to heart however he knew that he had to be there for our mother and us so he sucked it up and took care of us in a time of need.

"Did the doctors say the stroke was serious?"
Tann says with tension in his voice.
"No he will be able to get out soon."

"Good."
Tann then says in relief.

We reach Tann apartment after about an hour later, I step out of the car and stretch as the sun rays gave my cold body warmth again.

"Do you need some help carry anything Tann?"