Wrong Blood

The Move

This year has been pretty rough for my younger brother Lucas and I. He's only a year younger than me but he's been a wreck since the accident. My dad died a couple of months ago in a car crash. He was coming to pick me up from a party that I wasn't supposed to go to. I guess that he was so furious that I went that he wasn't paying attention to the roads and got hit by a huge truck. When he wasn't picking up my calls I suddenly got the feeling that no one wants to feel. That feeling, was true. So, I am basically the resason my dad died. I don't know how I can live with myself but each day gets a little bit better. 

 "You ready Luke?" I said as we stepped onto the plane together. 

"I guess so" he said. When we stepped on this plane we threw away our lives in New York where both our mother and our father died and started a new and fresh life in London. 

We both sat down and I put on my headphones and waited for the plane to take off. 

"Kat, we're here" Lucas shook me. I guess I slept the whole way. We stepped off the plane and searched for our cousins. I have only met them once and there was a girl 17 which was my age, Angelina. Luckily for Lucas there was a boy the same age as him as well; Jacob.

We finally found them and got greeted by them with a lot of hugs. 

"Kat!!! I missed you!! How are you" she asked me.

Trying the stay as positive as I can I said "Tired from the plane ride" giving her a smile.

"I am so happy your here!!" she said giving me a huge smile. At least she was positive. 

I gave my aunt Marie a hug and got into their car. 

I get a fresh start here, thinking to myself, no more worries. 

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