It has been three years since I discovered I was different. Not only did my mother lie to me about who my father was but also who she is. GAH just thinking about it pisses me off
Flashback
I just walked through the door from getting back from shopping with the girls when I hear something in the kitchen.
"Look Charlie we need to tell her weather you like it or not." Mother hissed
"And prey tell Renee how are you planning on telling are only child. That she isn't are that she was adopted. And that her real parents live someplace in LA Pus! him you are the one with that information please do tell how are we going to tell her!" by the in Charlie was yelling at Renee was crying
"One step at a time" was all Renee said before walking off
End Flashback
And tell me she did she walked in sat down gave me a box said that she was sorry that she hid it from me this whole time and walked out leaving me with the box.
Flashback
I was sitting on my bed flipping through a magazine looking at new clothes that I wanted to buy sometime soon, I was just about to start blaring some music from Spotify when there was a knock at the door.
"Bella dear I'm sorry that I've kept this from you for this long and I hope that you can forgive me someday but. Here I'll let you make your own opinion" then Renee was gone
I just shrugged turned my radio on and the Spotify and started to blare the music then looked at the box and decided to go through it what I saw I wish I understood that is until I saw a letter addressed to me then I got pissed the hell off.
End Flash Back
Now three years later the broad had the never to tell me to pack my shit and sent me to my birth parents. Bitch