One

She rolled over and pushed her nose into the orchid scented bed linen, inhaling with a smile on her face. It was Sunday. That means bacon for breakfast. A good breakfast is a great start to a good day. She jumped from the bed and ran to the bathroom, a hand running through her tangled blonde locks. She used the toilet and washed her hands quickly. Her reflection stared back at her as she brushed her teeth.

Beautiful blonde hair has escaped from the bun that  hung at her shoulder. Her wide eyes were still bright, despite only just waking and the small birthmark on her chest resembling a half moon lingered pink as it did every morning. Toothpaste dripped down over her pink plump lips and she tried to suck it back up with a half grin. Staring back from the mirror was a 17 year old beauty. Hayley McIntyre. She listened to the sound of her brothers fighting and laughing downstairs,she heard her mother telling her father off about not emptying his coffee mug. She spat the toothpaste out. This is the life. She thought to herself. She was happy. She was loved.

It was difficult for her with the move. Having to leave everybody and everything behind, but over the last few months things had fallen into place. She had gained new friends while keeping in contact with the old ones and her boyfriend had been on the phone to her or talking online every single night. She was missing nothing.

Hayley skipped down the stairs to the sound of her family. It was beautiful music to her ears. She was the type of person that dreamt about bringing up her own family in the same way. Little Joseph would be such a cute little toddler always pulling on his mommas skirt and asking for cuddles, while her husband Adam would watch with a smile on his face. Chuckling about how momma needs to give daddy cuddles too.

The daydream was swept away as she stared at the real family before her. Her father, David was sat with his newspaper covering his face as any image of a typical dad would. Her mother moved plates around and placed more bacon on the large plate in the centre of the table and it was quickly snatched up by the oldest boy of the family. Eric was twelve and he was always hungry. Filling his tummy with the tastiest of foods to feed his starving hormones. One day, there wouldn't be enough bacon for them all and they'd have to fight it out.

Matthew wasnt too bothered about the bacon as he screamed again at Eric for being ignorant. The seven year old wanted attention from his older brother, and he just wasnt getting it.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." Her dad smiled from across the table as she finally took her seat. "Morning dad." The reply was quickly followed with each person greeting one another again. Her mother again, filling the centre plate with more bacon. Hayley helped herself to a portion of five rashers and a large glass of orange juice.

Her mum, Claudia, looked up at her with a large grin as she sipped on her coffee. "We have a little surprise for you today. Once you've finished breakfast and we've dropped the boys off with Aunt Linda, you'll have a huge smile on that pretty face of yours. "

"What is it?" Hayleys smile was premature and contagious, but as always it lit up the room around her and everybody followed suit.

"Well, if I told you that, it wouldnt be a surprise would it missy?" Her mum giggled and allowed her daughters imagination to work overtime as she chowed down on the salty meat before her.

It was two hours later when  the car pulled up to a large block of flats. Curiosity was etched in Hayleys mind as she slowly climbed the stairs behind her parents. The flats carried a strange smell of cannabis, sweat and regret. She was nervous and unsure as her father knocked on the basic wooden door sporting the rusty brass number 76.

They didn't have to wait long until he answered.

There her love stood. A cheeky smile on his face and adoration in his eyes. The jankling keys were held high, level with his head.

"Welcome to your second home, Angel."