08.01.2019
I am rewriting this, as I noted how long ago I started and ways my writing has changed and hopefully improved over the years, I promise I'm trying to get back into the swing of things and update and write more as it was a passion I loved and work has taken that away and I envy the storys I love and the passion the authors have and am so determined to get further and update/finish most of my storys.

I own nothing aside Anna and Tom, and I would like to thank Twilight97 for sending me a PM with hope for me to update and thats what made me remember how happy writing made me - now enough babbeling and on with the story!

Anna's POV

I wasn't sure if it was him or not, following at a distance I saw the lights from the brightly lit rides almost reflect off his jacket. Gasping I whispered his name in shock. Shaking my head slightly I looked towards my future before looking back to my past. Tears burnt my eyes as I took in a sharp breath when I saw him watching me with wide eyes.

Pain, sadness, happiness, hope and many other emotions were shown in his sage coloured eyes as he headed towards me, the crowds surrounding automattically parted for him and his friends. I was vaguely aware there was three others following him all looking between me and Marko confused two blondes and a brunette.

The moment he was in reach I leapt at him engulphing him in a tight hug as tears ran of both our faces.
I found him! I had found my brother. I let loose more tears before pulling away slowly running my hand gently over his slightly frayed jacket smiling a slightly watery grin.

"You still have it." I stated with joy looking him in the eyes for the first time in four years.

"I would never get rid of it! Anna it's so good to see you!" He stuttered before hugging me again, I smiled and buried my face in the crook of his neck taking a deep breath remembering the warm scent he always carried with a new addition of light copper.

Grasping my hand he pulled me behind him towards the beach and away from the locals who were hovering around the food vendors and trying to either get the attention of my brothers 'gang' or get on rides we were near despite us being in the way. Looking to his friends they had some sort of silent conversation before they went and waited patiently by their bikes, well I hope were theirs...

"So this is where you've been the last four years?" I asked gently nudging him slightly in the arm with my elbow after we sat on the still warm stairs leading to the beach. Grinning a little he nudged me back nodding happily making me laugh, it felt so wierd to laugh after it being foreign for so long.

"So, Anna I don't want to sound upset that your here but... this place has a reputation for runaways and I want to know honestly ... why are you here?" He said after a moment of silence.

"Same reason as you I guess, I ranaway..." I muttered, he grimaced slightly making me feel a little guilty but he had no idea what had happened the last few years and I won't see him again so he needed to know and I wanted to know why he was here all along and never came back.

Running a hand in his long honey toned hair he glanced at me sighing and leant back slightly looking to the stars, I could feel that he was hiding something from me.

"What did mum and dad tell you? about me I mean" He questioned after a few moments.
"Dad told me that you were unhappy and had left in a huff, that you would be back later... mum said nothing much just went had a glass of wine and acted indifferent..." I mumbled the reply hesitant of his reaction.
"I never wanted to leave you Anna I swear! But I had to leave, Dad was hard on me and was pushing me to goto university get a degree, settle down and have kids, that wasn't me and when I announced this... he beat me and I just had to leave..." He trailed off looking into the cloudy sky not meeting my sad gaze.

"I knew nothing of that, I ... believe you though..." I said after a few minutes of awkward silence. He nodded to me knowing I had more to say but just needed to have a little push to continue.

Biting my lip was a tell of mine that I was nervous, as always when I was nervous he gathered me in his arms as best he could and hugged me flooding my body with a gentle warmth.

"Mum died Marko, Dad took it hard..." I said into his chest, as he stiffened at the death of our mother before breathing knowing that she was basically a drunk who didn't have much to do with us.

"He started getting drunk like she had, quit work at the bank and instead worked on breaking every tie to anyone he knew including me ... I thouht it was a faze I needed to be there as hes my dad but things got too much and he turned on me one night hitting me continueosly until I passed out... I left a few days later..." I said tearfully as he listened in a silent anger that grew the more I spoke.

"Anna, I swear to you I was going to come back, and I wish I had my Dove ... I should have been there..." I smiled at his eventual response I pulled back not meeting his eyes.

"What else happened while I was gone?" He asked gently when he saw me looking anywhere but at him, my eyes snapped to his and I knew he the worst was to come.

"You remember our neighbor Tom?" at his confused nod I continued. "Well last year we started dating and he was so sweet and kind with the most charming notions! He left a rose on my desk every morning before school so I had something to smile about in the morning. But ... it didn't last obviously, he got eager shall we say for a more physical relationship sooner then I wanted and I made it known." Marko tensed with dread.

"He unhappily agreed to wait, I don't know why I wanted to but something told me he wasn't 'the one' feeling ashamed of this, I told him this and said maybe we should be better just friends after all school was finishing soon and I was looking into colleges and leaving home. We agreed on a break of such to cool off, Mum died a few days after and the prom was just around the corner. Saddened and upset I called him as I don't have any friends and he came over the night - nothing happened!" I added quickly as he tensed in anger once more before relaxing but tense as he knew it was the calm before the storm as such.

"He held me as I cried and he asked me to go to prom with him as it would take my mind off things at home, dad was getting drunk and rushing the funeral and people were staring at me with sympathy logged eyes like I would break and it was throwing my emotions all over the place. I agreed to go with him and had something to look forward to, I bought a nice dress got dolled up and went with him, he was great. Until he decieded to drug me, he took me to his car in the carpark and started doing stuff to me - I remember everything blurring and going so vivid, his hands crawling on me I cried and screamed. Thankfully someone heard me, one of the chaperones for the prom heard my screams and pulled him away before he did anything aside cop a feel and unzip my dress. Jacob was the chaperones name, he rushed me to the hospital unable to get hold of dad, they put me on a drip and gave me stuff to counteract the drugs." I stopped there unable to announce the rest of what they found, and thankfully he filled in the blanks thinking correctly that Dad beat me a couple of days after and ran here. Not the whole truth but enough for now.

"I ran away and drove to the nearest beach that turned out to be here. I was planning to spend the day and night on rides like we used to when we were kids and the fair came to the town. Then ... leave and continue to the next step." I sighed sadly as he hugged me before standing pulling me up too.

"Little Dove I'm so sorry, if I EVER see either of them I WILL kill them though." He stated, as a fact without any sense of doubt or remorse for such thinking.

I let tears fall again feeling a soppy emotional mess as I glomped him in a hug.

"I love you, you're my big brother and you protected me, I looked for you and found you. The thing that has got me through all this was that I might be seeing you again. But I cannot stay, I would love to. Believe me. But I ...can't..." I said letting more tears fall.

Chuckling at the absurd thought of leaving him he pulled me gently towards his friends who were watching us approach.

"Marko, I physically can't stay..." This sentence paused his footsteps as his frozen form made his friends stand from the bikes they were leaning upon.

"What...what do you mean?" He asked shakily, sighing I buried my face in my hands groaning in fustration of how horrible it feels having to say this and how much I know it would destroy him.

"I'm dying."