"GOD! I hate you!" she screamed. This was the 3rd time this week that Amber's mom was going to go over to her boyfriends house. It was Wednesday.

"Amber sweetie, try and understand…" her mother started. Amber has heard it before. 'Blah blah blah. He's a good man, more blah I love you,' She hated living with her mother. She was always getting drunk. Always hitting Amber when she was angry. She thought about running away. But she had nowhere to run to. She felt her mother on the side of her bed, starting to push her blond hair back and play with it. Her mom told her that she had eyes like her Daddy. But the thing was: she didn't know who her Daddy was. She never knew what he looked like. Never knew what his personality was. Never knew if she was like him. She turned away from her mom. It was hard for a 15 year old and not know who her dad was. She turned way from her mother.

"just go." She said. Hugging her pillow close to her. She felt the tears starting to well in her eyes. Her mom didn't care about her. Never had. And never would.

"I love you." her mom said as she started to leave.

"whatever." She said coldly. She sat there in bed thinking, falling asleep with a tear stained face. She felt someone brush the hair away from her face. She opened her eyes slowly to see her boyfriend Joel standing above her. He was 3 years older than her. He had crystal blue eyes that matched hers and had jet black hair. She smiled, rapping her arms around him as he sat on top of her and kissed her.

"hey" she said still half asleep.

"hey beautiful." he said back. He place his hand on her face, cupping her cheek.

"what are you doing here?" She knew her mother would kill her if she found out that she was still going out with Joel. She disapproved because he had a juvy record ever since he was 14. Amber said that she had broke it off with him. But she couldn't. She loved Joel more than anything. He respected her. He respected the fact that she wanted to wait to have sex until they were married. Her other boyfriends pressured her, but not Joel. He was fun, loving, and caring. He understood her which made Amber love him more.

"I was thinking about you. I waited until I saw you mom leave to make my move." he smiled, laughing a little. He moved to the other side of the bed and pulled her close to him.

"She went over to her boyfriend's house again." She said, snuggling closer to his chest.

"I'm sorry." he whispered. He knew how much she hated her mom. He found out only a month ago because he wanted to know who was hurting her. She never really opened up to him about it until one day she cracked and couldn't take it anymore. "try and go back to sleep. She won't hurt you while I'm here to protect you. I promise." He started rubbing her back.

"Joel?" she questioned.

"yeah babe?"

"I love you." he smiled.

"I love you to. Now get some rest." he said, kissing the top of her head. It didn't feel like to long until they heard the door bell ring. Amber untangled herself from Joel and went to answer the door.

"Are you Brandy Brown's daughter?" and old man asked. He had white hair and was tall. It reminded Amber of the KFC guy.

"yes sir I am." He had a sad look on his face.

"what's wrong Mr.?" she asked. She hoped it didn't have anything to do with her mom. As much as she hated her, she never wanted anything bad to happen to her.

"I'm sorry…but you mother has…." he stuttered.

"my mother has what?" she yelled. Joel came into the room to see what all the commotion was about

"you mother…she has pasted away. I'm sorry." Amber felt hot tears run down her face.

"how do I know your not lying?" she questioned.

He open the folder that he had in his hands and showed her the picture of her mother's car. Then her showed her the picture of her mother in the autopsie room. She looked at her mother. He face was pale and she had scratches and was brused all over. She knew it was true.

She clasped on the floor crying. How could this happen to her? Joel came over and sat next to her. Taking her in his arms. He felt her body shake against him.

"When did it happen?" she questioned, looking at the ground. Trying to keep her cries quiet. She never liked showing her emotions.

"about an hour maybe two ago. She was heading over here when she was struck by a drunk driver." Amber cried harder. Who was she going to stay with. Her mother's parents already pasted away and her mother didn't have any brothers or sisters.

"where am I going to go?" she said standing up.

"well, I am with Social Services. I've came to take you to your father."

"my father? Why? I don't even know who he is. Does he know who I am?" all these questions filled her head. She didn't want to go and live with her father.

"well…" the old man started. " he doesn't know who you are, but right about now he is being notified."

"where does he live?" She hoped that he lived close. She wanted to be near Joel. He was basically all she had and near here so she could help with the funeral arrangements for her mother.

"he lives in Lanview. Lanview, Pennsylvania." PA? she thought. That was a long way from New York. She didn't know how she was going to see her boyfriend when they were so far away.

"do you even know my father's name?" she asked bitterly. This sweet man came in and just ruined her life. She wanted to stall as much as possible.

"yes I do. His name his John McBain. I give you a bout' and hour to say your goodbyes and get your things gathered."