A/N I know the first chapter don't tell you but I swear it is about Kyle XY

MY life was great up until my eighth birthday. That day my father just up and left. He didn't say anything. My dad was kind of smart. But I am not, for one second going to say my parents were the greatest couple, so no one really asked any questions.

My mother went on raising me and my two sisters. We led a simple life. We never had much money and my mother started to hate music. We never had much money. But we made do with what we could afford. We just had to.

My dad never contacted us again. At least that my mother did not let on, nor did she ever really mention him. And when my mother heard his name mentioned she would begin to weep. She boxed up all his stuff and looked it in the attic of our house two days after he left. I being the oldest had to tell the younger two about him. But even then, after a while, they stopped caring or idolizing them.

We moved four months after he disappeared. Then we moved almost twelve more times over the next seven years. I didn't really ever have time to stop to think as to why my father left. So I just kept going. It was not until I returned to my home town eight years after his disappearance that I stopped to think. I returned alone to surprise an old friend but that is not how it ended.