"W-Why didn't you ever tell me?" I silently cursed my cracked voice. I couldn't tell if it betrayed my anger or pain.

Either way, it was weak; a whisper would have been louder. It was displaying how I felt. I felt unsteady, as if I could no longer stand on my own two feet.

My 'parents', should I even think of them that? They have lied to me for fourteen years. I should be mad at them. I should be cursing them out for being selfish, snobby, pricks. Yet, despite my boiling anger, I was at a cross.

I still loved them.

Is that normal? To love two people who basically lied to you about almost everything. About your home, your heritage and your family?

Almost everything I knew was a lie and yet I still found the courage to love them.

I wasn't sure if that was noble of me or stupid.

Their eyes met. For a second, I was sure they were using some sort of mind trick. It seemed they were communicating via thoughts.

My mother or adoptive mother was the first to speak. Swallowing thickly, she sucked in a large amount of air. "We're sorry, Samikins," she began, her eyes becoming misty, as were my adoptive father's. "We were only trying to protect you."

I struggled to keep my voice even. "Protect me?" Tucker and Danny both touched my shoulders, supplying me with their unlimited support. "You guys were trying to protect me…?"

They nodded, by now they had tears rolling down their light faces. That was one of the many differences between me and them. They had light, peach skin, while I had an almost milky texture. I always thought it was because of my interest with shadows, but now I understand it's genetic. My birth mother had porcelain skin. In some of the pictures I saw of her, she almost seemed gray.

My 'dad' nodded, "Sammy, we love you more than you can imagine. You're our daughter, blood related or not. Your mother is speaking the truth, we were only trying to protect you."

Danny cleared his throat, breaking the growing tension. "Sorry to interrupt, Mr. and Mrs. Manson," They didn't seem to happy about him being here. Then again, they never really liked my friends. "I was just wondering, what are you trying to protect Sam from?"

Danny was met with bitter looks.

Dad sighed, "Mr. Fenton, maybe you and Mr. Foley should leave us without daughter." Immediately I leaned closer to my friends.

"They're not leaving. Unlike you guys, they won't lie to me." Maybe that was a little cold, even for me. But you know what? They are the ones who lied to me. If they wanted to protect me they should have told me the truth.

"Sammy…" I've never seen my mother so wounded before. She looked like someone had slapped her. And I guess I did.

Part of me wanted to tell her I was sorry. Another part of me wanted to yell at her for this.

Again, I was at a cross between loving and hating the people who raised me.

She regained her composure and seemed to force herself to look at me. "Sam," I was surprise she didn't use any of those stupid baby names. "We love you. We love you so much. I know what we did was morally wrong, but we weren't sure how to bring it up."

I frowned, but listen to her explanation.

"Have you ever heard of the Titans East?"

This caught me by surprise. "Yeah, what about them?"

"The boy who calls himself Speedy…" She paused, swallowing again. I could tell this was just as hard for her as it was for me. "He's your uncle."

My eyes widen. Was this some sort joke?

"M-My uncle?"

They both nodded. "Yes. He introduced us to you." Mom struggled to smile. "Your father and I couldn't' have children of our own."

Dad nodded and continued from there, "I-I was genetically sterile, we couldn't have any kids. When Roy- I mean Speedy- showed us to you, we instantly wanted you as our child."

"And my birth parents?" I wanted to say 'real parents', but couldn't bring myself to do so. Despite all this, I still loved them, even if I wanted to hate them. I honestly found it impossible.

Once again my parents looked at each other, communicating through their eyes.

Dad spoke again. "We're not entirely sure about them, sweetheart. From what I understand, they had a mission in space that was only suppose to last for a few months. Sadly, the time in space is slower then time on Earth. Titans East lost contact with them three months after their departure."

My heart sunk, "So you don't know if they're alive?"

Mom rested her hand over mine from across the table. "Honey, we understand if you hate us. I honestly can't blame you. We should have told you the truth years ago, but no one is sure on what happened to them. They might be dead or they might be somewhere in the galaxy…" She stopped talking, probably to give me time to think this whole thing over.

"Do you want us to leave?" Dad whispered. I nodded, I needed time to think.

Without a word they exited the room. Danny and Tucker were still stationed on either side of me.

I could feel Danny rubbing my back, "Do you need some time alone?"

I shook my head and leaned close to his embrace, "Just, please…Hold me…"

His arm wrapped securely around my shoulder, lightly squeezing me close to him. "We're here, Sam. We're not leaving." I was barely conscious when I felt a pair of lips press lightly against my brow.

AN: This almost made me cry at the end. I'm going to make this into a chapter story. I'm not sure how long it's going to be or when I'll end it, but I hope you guys like this :D Anyway, let me know what you think. Thank you guys for the support, I didn't think this story was going to get so much interest. Thank you! :D