"That's why I didn't want to come back here with Nana, it holds too many memories that I'd rather forget."

"I understand now but Nana didn't."

"She did." He said in a mumbled voice.

"What?"

"Before the explosion she told me she knew what he was doing to me. She had known all along and she never tried to stop him. She made it is easier for him to do it to me by keeping out of the way."

It was all too much for Cheryl, her Da that she had always adored was the worst type of monster, her Nana who had become like a second mum was just as bad. And her big brother who she worshiped had a completely different side to him that she had never seen before. He didn't tell anyone what their Da was doing to him in case he hurt her. He wanted to be her superman growing up and now she understood why he had always been so protective. He still was her superman even if he thought he was more like the villains.

Brendan got up and walked towards the sea letting the water washing lightly over his shoes. The truth was out there now, he couldn't take it back, and that was scaring him more than he'd ever admit. He could remember standing in this position when he was younger hoping the waves would take him away to a place were he would be safe. Tears fell down his face thinking of that little boy who had spent his childhood dreading summer holidays because it would bring him back to the man that ruined his life. He cried for the young man who was so scared of falling in love that he hurt anyone that got too close. He had lost most of his life because of that man and it had to end now.

"Bren can we go home now, its freezing?" Cheryl asked as her and Ste approached him.

Brendan took off his jacket and placed it around his sister's shoulders; she smiled and wiped away the tears that were still falling down his face.

"You two head back to the car the keys are in the jacket pocket; I just need a minute."

He watched as they walked away; his little sister had seen him do some terrible things but she still loved him and he didn't really understand why. And then there was his Steven, the love of his life who he had now lost because of his temper and that would always be his biggest regret. He wanted Ste to be happy but every time he saw him with Doug his heart broke a little bit more. He took one last look at the burned down building before following them to the car. Cheryl and Ste were already sitting in the front seats so he took a seat at the back, it felt strange to be a passenger in his own car but he knew he wasn't in the right state to drive.

Ste watched him through the rear view mirror; his eyes were glazed as he stared out the window. He could see the constant change in emotions written across the older man's face from fear to embarrassment but never staying on the same emotion for long.

The drive home seemed ten times longer than the journey there; the car was filled with tension. Brendan was too engrossed in his own thoughts to notice how worried Cheryl and Ste were about his current state, neither of them knowing what to say to him.

Once they got back to the village Ste said goodbye to Cheryl telling her to ring if they needed anything no matter what time it was. He then headed home were Doug was waiting pacing around the living room.

"Where have you been? What took so long?"

"I've been with Cheryl and Brendan I told you before."

"Why do you always run to him every time he asks?" Doug said raising his voice.

"I don't."

"You do it's pathetic."

"You know what Doug, leave it yeah. I'm going to bed; I don't need this right now."

He slammed the bedroom door behind him and sank to the floor hugging his knees to his chest crying for his first love.