"Charlie! It's getting late! You need to get out of bed or else you're going to be late for school," Rebecca shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm already up mom, I just got out of the shower and I'm about to get ready now!" Charlie replied.

"I got the feeling that you'd wake up late, so I made your breakfast. Your credit card is on the dining table, so remember to take it up before you leave out for school. Am running late for work, so I'll see you later, ensure that you lock up all the doors and windows before you leave. I already gave you the direction for your new school last night, so just type the address I gave you in your GPS, or else you'll end up lost. And please drive safely, I cannot lose anyone else, and try having a good day at school honey," Rebecca said in a serious tone, as she held her documents tightly in her hand.

"I’ll try mom, promise me you'll try having a good day at work as well," Charlie said, matching her Aunt's serious tone.

Charlies POV

I've been staying with Rebecca for more than a year now, ever since my father William died. Honestly, a day doesn't go by that I don't think about him, it pains my heart to know that I have to live in regret and guilt for what I did to him, it's just a heavy burden on my shoulders.

End of Charlie's POV

As I glanced down at my phone, my eyes bulged out of my head as the brightness of my phone screen and the time caught my eyes.

After searching for something cute to wear to school, I settled on a purple tank top and a black denim shorts, paired with a purple converse. Luckily, the clothes that I picked to wear to school were elastic, so It only took me a few seconds to get ready...

Fully clothed, I pulled my curly blonde hair up in a neat bun and quickly did a light make up that highlighted my features. Where's the beauty without a hairstyle?

Pleased with how beautiful and hot I looked in the mirror, I took my black matey bag up off my suitcase, then placed my phone and purse inside of it and then practically ran down the stairs swiftly. As I reached downstairs, I curiously went into the dining room, to see what my Aunt Rebecca made for my breakfast.

As I got to the table and spotted my breakfast, I screamed as I took off the cover that was covering my food. On a plate laid two strawberry pancakes and a warm cup of milk. I mean who doesn't love strawberries? I could eat strawberries for the whole day and not get tired of the taste.

A moan escaped my lips, as one of the crunchy strawberries hit my taste buds. But then, I remembered that I was running late for school, so I had to eat the pancakes quickly because I don't want to create a bad impression on my first day.

After I finished eating, I washed out the dirty chalk plate and teacup that I used and quickly took my credit card up off the dining table and placed it inside of my cute purse and then proceeded to lock up the doors and the windows and rushed to my red porch car.

I’m sorry I forgot to introduce myself, it slipped my mind. My name is Charlie Brown, I am 17 years old, I have a butterfly tattoo on my leg going 2 years now, I can sing, I love to read, I’m a people person and I also have an identical twin by the name of Carter Brown.

My mom and my twin hate me because according to them I killed my father, I don’t blame them for saying that I killed him because it's true. I'll tell you what happened to my father on the way to school because I’m already running late.

A couple of seconds after walking towards the garage, I spotted my red porch car. I got in, then my subconscious made me typed in the address my Aunt gave me in my GPS and within a minute I was off.

Flashback... A year ago...

"Daddy, can you go buy me ice cream, please? I'm on my period and you know ice cream is the only thing that can ease the pain,'' Charlie grumbled.

"Can you wait until the game is done? I don't want to lose the game char, and I'm in the middle of the game and you know I cannot pause the game,” William said in a harsh tone.

"Daddy you have to go now, besides I’m more important than your stupid game," Charlie mumbled with her puppy dog eyes, she knew her father couldn't resist.

"You know that I cannot resist your puppy dog eyes, Char, you're too cute when you do that thing with your eyes. Should I buy the rum and raisin ice cream or should I surprise you with something different for a change?" William asked his daughter, with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Dad you know rum and raisin is my only favorite ice cream, and you know I hate surprises," Charlie responds feeling the urge to cry.

"I'll be right back then, tell your mom and your twin that I'll be back within an hour," William said with a sigh after he turned the TV off.

"I'll go tell them, they're just in the kitchen," Charlie added quickly as she was excited.

Five hours have now passed and my father William still hasn't returned home. And to say my mother Munchy and my twin brother are worried would be an understatement. Mom called dad's phone several times, but it kept going to voicemail which caused more tension in the air.

I watched as my twin Carter turned towards me and narrowed his eyes while he spoke up saying.

"If anything ever happens to my father you're going to pay," Carter said, as he folds his fist proving that he wasn't joking.

My heartbeat quicken, as I heard my brother's voice break because he was crying. I then turned my head, to look at my mother with tears in my own eyes as I uttered the few words that flashed through my mind.

"I'm sor...ry for ask...ing Will..iam to go get me_______," Charlie stuttered nervously, but sadly she didn't get to finish her sentence.

I was cut off from saying anything else because the house phone in the dining room that we were currently in started to ring.

I watched as my mother rushed towards the phone and answered the phone with confusion as to who could be calling at this time of the night.

Well, I suppose that's how you could describe the look she had on her face when she answered the phone. As I was looking at my mother, I saw her sunk to the ground and started crying out of nowhere. Not knowing what to do, I got up from the couch and headed towards her and went on my knees, and asked her the one question that came to mind.

"Ma! what's wrong? Who was on the__________," Charlie questioned worriedly, but then again, she was interrupted.

My mother hit me across my left cheek so hard, that I stumbled backward and hit my head on the hard tile. I waited for a few minutes before I lifted my head and balanced myself up, not wanting the burning sensation throughout my body to increase. To my surprise, when I touched the back of my head with my right hand, I felted a pool of warm liquid dripping in my palm, everything just happened so fast.

My brother Carter rushed to my side to help me up, but then my mother spoke up.

"Carter she doesn't deserve your help let her be, she killed your Father," Munchy said with a sob.

My twin let go of my hand instantly upon hearing the words my mother had said. In the corner of my eyes, I could see the look of betrayal and pain written all over his face. At that moment I wanted to cry, but my tears were far away, and just like that I collided back with the hard white tile. This time my head spun until everything went jet black.