Luke: Branston High Series

Chapter one - Luke

When I open my front door I'm greeted with chaos, my sofa's turned over and my TV is hanging off the wall. The creaking of the backdoor tells me the culprit didn't leave very long ago and I sprint through it to see the familiar figure stumbling through the back gate. "What did you take?" I ask, leaning against the fence and peering at the pathetic excuse of a man who's tripping over his own feet. "I din tek nuffin'." He slurs, falling backwards as though the effort to stay upright as well as talk is too much effort. "Dun push me lad, I coul' still giff you a gud hidin'." "Whatever, Dad, just fuck off so I can clear up the mess you've made." I say, holding the gate so he can crawl through it. He's so focused on moving, he doesn't realise he's dropped the money he's stolen from me. I wait until he's through the gate before locking it and scooping up the notes. He's broken a window in my back door to get in, so I cover it with cardboa...