You are Kian Hollands sister. You were two years younger than him and you were extremely close to him.

It was hard being crammed into your small flat with your father who picked fights with each of you whenever he felt like it. Shane Holland. Famously known as a scumbag who felt drugs to those he could exploit.

Kian stayed clear of all of that stuff and tried to spend a much time away from the house as possible. Which is probably why I slipped up. It happened so quickly and it started so small. A bit of weed once a month. Then it was once a week…then once a day…then the stronger stuff. It didn’t help everyone hated you two. Everyone immediately assumed you were as bad as Shane.

You were once again high lay on the couch, a cut across your eyebrow from the most recent argument with your father. Kian walked in sighing when he noticed you. He had been trying to help you. Trying to get you to quiet before their father caught on and started exploiting it for money.