Chapter One

Deanna Pov

"Mum where are you?" I ask.

I'm in my kitchen sitting at my breakfast bar. My 17 year old brother, Griffin is busy doing his English homework due in for tomorrow. And my 18 year old, Anita sister is cooking dinner.

My mother and father and my 7 year old sister, Sylvia are coming home from spending the day at my Grandmamma's house.

"We're coming, don't worry. We are just having trouble on the roads. They are getting quite flooded with all the rain. Did you see outside?" she asks.

I look outside to see the pouring rain and the occasional show of lightning. "Yeah I did." I say.

Anita starts doing her 'I-have-something-to-say-dance'. "Tell mum I have started dinner." She shouts.

I smile at her. "Anita says she's starting dinner." I say whilst laughing.

"Oh wow, she's doing something. Is she letting you help?" she asks.

"You'd think she'd let her fourteen year old sister help... but no. I am not helping." I say.

I hear her laugh from the road, as well as thunder. "She hasn't changed a bit." I hear my dad from the other end.

I laugh in amusement. "Oh my... I hate the weather in Boston right now... it's like! Where did the sun go guys?" I hear her joke around.

"Yeah it's pretty bad." I laugh.

Thuds come from the hall as my brother walks it. "Yo! Are you talking to mum? Tell her we're out of Oreos." He says.

I roll my eyes. "Yeah and Griffin says-." I say before I get interrupted.

"Yeah I know I can hear him." She says. I hear my dad laughing.

I walk over to the fridge and grab a bottle of water. "So how was Grandmamma?"

"She's... she's Grandmamma... always worrying like always."

I laugh at her, "true... so true."

I stand in the middle of the kitchen and take sips of my water. Silently chuckling to myself as I hear my parent argue with each other. Then I hear my mum shout, "Watch out!"

Then tired screech and the horn beep. "Mum! Mum!"

In the background I can hear Sylvia cry. "Ah... Jonas! Jonas!"

Then I hear my mum cry along with my dad... then I hear a load crash.

I freeze on the spot... I let go of the bottle of water. Spilling it at my feet. The phone at my ear. Anita and Griffin staring at me. Anita starts crying, knowing what I'm going do. My knees give way and I fall to the ground. Griffin falls with me and holds me in his arms.

I listen in the phone still; waiting for a sound... silence is the only reply. I sit on the floor dazed and confused. "Mum?"