A/N: Please review "WTEC:3" and "Baby Andrew"! This is a happy story I promise!
"We All Fall Down"
Chapter One: Secrets
Jamie awoke that night to hear yelling. He got out of bed and crept to the stairs., his rocket pajamas shinning in the light. It's mommy and daddy, he thought, and his older 20 year old sister, Megan. What are they fighting about? Maybe he should wake up his sleeping six year old brother, Peter? But, Jamie's four year old mind took over and he was now thinking about teddy bears and crayons. He went to bed that night, not knowing that the argument was about him…
Twelve years later, his sister, Megan was thirty two and living on her own, with a husband, Paul of four years and a daughter Hannah who was three. They owned a successful French restaurant and Jamie got along with her even though she was 16 years older, they had a similar personality. His eighteen year old brother Peter on the other hand, he never got a long with. "Peter the Perfect" the ideal son, studying law in collage at Harvard.
"Meggie, what are you doing here?" Jamie asked his sister as he came down from the table.
"Just visiting." she replied, smiling but looking very nervous. " Where are mom and dad?"
"In the family room I think." he asked grapping a donut from the pantry. His parents, Doug and Emmanuelle Waite were relatively young at 50 and 52 and though at times he felt that they favored Peter over him, he knew that they loved him and he got along with them most of the time. He was the baby of the family, his mother always calling him that, he had help them to stay young they said.
Just as he had in the past, as Jamie walk past the living room door, he could hear them talking angrily, but trying to hid it.
"When are we going to tell him?" Megan asked her parents.
"It's not time yet, give him- us more time." Doug replied.
"More time, it's been 16 years, I think he is old enough to understand and except what happened. We need to tell soon, before there is anymore confusion. Think of Hannah, think of him. Paul and I-"
"He has been ours for his whole life. We are the only parents he as ever known." Emmanuelle stated. Jamie listened further, who were they talking about- what where they talking about. The room was silent for a long time, until a shiver swept through him as he heard his name being called. "Jamie, baby, come in here." his mother said, it sounded like she had tears in her eyes.
"I have something important to tell you." Megan spoke up first as he nervously made a seat on the couch.
"Are you pregnant again?" Jamie said hoping that was all it was, though he knew it wasn't.
"No. No, not that. Um, this is hard to say." she said trilling her red hair around her finger like she always did when she was nervous. "When I was 16 years old I got pregnant, a stupid thing to do I know, but at that point in my life, I didn't care, I was wild. I knew I could not be a good mother to my baby , I couldn't even take care of myself. But, I couldn't give up my baby for a adoption or have an abortion. So, I did the only thing I could." she paused at that point and looked at her parents. "I gave my baby boy to my parents to raise." Jamie didn't know why it didn't sink in he didn't know why he just didn't realize. "My son, and Paul's son is you."
A thought went across his mind, no one in his family had his brown almost black hair. They were all red heads. Thought they had looked alike, the only person he knew that had the same kind of hair as him was Paul.
Paul had been in his life for as long as he could remember, he could not remember a time when he and his sister were not together. They liked each other as well, Paul was a cool guy.
Jamie thought again and realized Hannah had the same hair as well.
Megan his mother? Paul his father? Hannah is sister?! This was more then he could take. "This can't be true. Mom? Dad?"
"It's all true, I'm sorry Jamie. We should have told you sooner." Doug replied reaching to hug his son. But, Jamie would have none of it. He was shocked, scared. He did the only thing he could and ran to his room, only to see Hannah was sleeping his bed. He went up to her and parted the hair out of her sleeping face. "So, I'm your brother." she sighed to himself. "We have some screwed up parents don't we?"
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More to come!
"We All Fall Down"
Chapter One: Secrets
Jamie awoke that night to hear yelling. He got out of bed and crept to the stairs., his rocket pajamas shinning in the light. It's mommy and daddy, he thought, and his older 20 year old sister, Megan. What are they fighting about? Maybe he should wake up his sleeping six year old brother, Peter? But, Jamie's four year old mind took over and he was now thinking about teddy bears and crayons. He went to bed that night, not knowing that the argument was about him…
Twelve years later, his sister, Megan was thirty two and living on her own, with a husband, Paul of four years and a daughter Hannah who was three. They owned a successful French restaurant and Jamie got along with her even though she was 16 years older, they had a similar personality. His eighteen year old brother Peter on the other hand, he never got a long with. "Peter the Perfect" the ideal son, studying law in collage at Harvard.
"Meggie, what are you doing here?" Jamie asked his sister as he came down from the table.
"Just visiting." she replied, smiling but looking very nervous. " Where are mom and dad?"
"In the family room I think." he asked grapping a donut from the pantry. His parents, Doug and Emmanuelle Waite were relatively young at 50 and 52 and though at times he felt that they favored Peter over him, he knew that they loved him and he got along with them most of the time. He was the baby of the family, his mother always calling him that, he had help them to stay young they said.
Just as he had in the past, as Jamie walk past the living room door, he could hear them talking angrily, but trying to hid it.
"When are we going to tell him?" Megan asked her parents.
"It's not time yet, give him- us more time." Doug replied.
"More time, it's been 16 years, I think he is old enough to understand and except what happened. We need to tell soon, before there is anymore confusion. Think of Hannah, think of him. Paul and I-"
"He has been ours for his whole life. We are the only parents he as ever known." Emmanuelle stated. Jamie listened further, who were they talking about- what where they talking about. The room was silent for a long time, until a shiver swept through him as he heard his name being called. "Jamie, baby, come in here." his mother said, it sounded like she had tears in her eyes.
"I have something important to tell you." Megan spoke up first as he nervously made a seat on the couch.
"Are you pregnant again?" Jamie said hoping that was all it was, though he knew it wasn't.
"No. No, not that. Um, this is hard to say." she said trilling her red hair around her finger like she always did when she was nervous. "When I was 16 years old I got pregnant, a stupid thing to do I know, but at that point in my life, I didn't care, I was wild. I knew I could not be a good mother to my baby , I couldn't even take care of myself. But, I couldn't give up my baby for a adoption or have an abortion. So, I did the only thing I could." she paused at that point and looked at her parents. "I gave my baby boy to my parents to raise." Jamie didn't know why it didn't sink in he didn't know why he just didn't realize. "My son, and Paul's son is you."
A thought went across his mind, no one in his family had his brown almost black hair. They were all red heads. Thought they had looked alike, the only person he knew that had the same kind of hair as him was Paul.
Paul had been in his life for as long as he could remember, he could not remember a time when he and his sister were not together. They liked each other as well, Paul was a cool guy.
Jamie thought again and realized Hannah had the same hair as well.
Megan his mother? Paul his father? Hannah is sister?! This was more then he could take. "This can't be true. Mom? Dad?"
"It's all true, I'm sorry Jamie. We should have told you sooner." Doug replied reaching to hug his son. But, Jamie would have none of it. He was shocked, scared. He did the only thing he could and ran to his room, only to see Hannah was sleeping his bed. He went up to her and parted the hair out of her sleeping face. "So, I'm your brother." she sighed to himself. "We have some screwed up parents don't we?"
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More to come!