This is only part 1 of 2 for the note left my Duncan's father.
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He took a deep breath and left out a sign. He pulled out the note. It was very neat and looked as though someone had spent a lot of time and effort into making it look nice and special. He did notice that there was some small round spotted crinkles. He thought to himself are those tear drops? How could that be I was always told my dad was as tough as nails and that I took after him in that manner. Here in this letter was some of the toughest answers I wanted to know for a long longtime. Things I had been pondering for years but never got my balls up to reading it till today, I always kinda enjoyed the ignorance of it all. I was told so many great stories about my parents I didn't want to know the sad side of it all. In away I want to put this note away right now and not know the answers and just continue on my road of denial. But I couldn't turn back now I had to know so here it goes.
Dear Duncan,
I'm sure you've been wondering why you have to sit here and get your answers about your mother and I though a letter? You probably have been wondering for a longtime why It's not me and your mother raising you our selfs. I would like to those questions that you've probably been wondering about for your whole life. I asked your god parents to not speak of anything about our deaths to you only to give you this letter when you felt up to it. I'm sure it's been killing them for awhile not being about to tell you about your parents. But they assured me they wouldn't mention or say anything about it until you read my letter. I hope they've keep to there word about all this no matter how long it takes for you to read this. Now I'm not a man of many words and I don't like sugarcoating anything but this is a totally different situation. But I do feel a have a lot to explain for. Let me take you back to your birth. It was June the 5th and it was a really crappy night out. We obviously stayed home your mother being in no condition to do much of anything but wait very very impatiently for you. She wanted to see you so bad and she wanted to hold you and never let go. Well the day finally came it was around 9:30 at night when your mother casually strolled in to the bedroom and said those magic words "It's time.' I said half joking "it's time to what? Change your clothes? You split water all over crotch there clumsy." But your mother always the smart ass said " I didn't spill anything you jack ass." Of course I still sat there try to put the pieces together. She finally came out with " The baby is coming you Neanderthal. Oh and by the way your favorite leather and suede lazy boy recliner is totally ruined." as she let out a laugh followed by a load screech of pain. Now you might ask yourself why would I even bother about telling you this? Well unfortunately it was one of the last things we got to enjoy together no of the last happy moments we shared. With that we rushed to the hospital we were both very anxious, nervous, and totally excited. We were finally going to see out baby boy for the first time. Unfortunately for your mother and my hands she crush and my ears she screamed in we had to wait another 26 hours as you casually made your way out. But your mother still took it like a real champ. She wanted all natural, she got all natural and did amazing for someone in her situation without any drugs. Then you finally came out it was June 6th 11:36 pm. I was so proud of your mother. You weighted 11 pounds 9 ounces. You where huge! My big blue eyes, your mother completion her, nose, and a small watch of her hair that resembled a Mohawk. Your mom was ecstatic, she didn't wanna let you go either did I. We were both so happy because now we could officially call ourselves a 'family'. Your mother was doing fine until about 20 minutes later. I was holding you and showing you to your future god parents when I was thrown into the worse panic I ever experienced. The doctors rushed into your mom's room saying something about flat lining, they had to use several guards to restrain me because they didn't want me to see what they were doing to her. It wasn't until 10 minutes later I received the worse news of my whole life, I couldn't believe it. How could this have happened. The doctor came out and said " She's gone, we did everything we could" She had internal hemorrhaging and dyed that night. They tried a blood transfusion but nothing worked. You were born at 11:36 your mother had passed away at 11:58 pm. That's one of the reasons I didn't want you to know about this until you were ready it wouldn't be far for a young boy to associate his birthday with his mothers death.
A/N: Bare with me people still got 2 more chapters until you find out why all this is so important to read. The reason behind it will surprise you. Until maybe someone figured it out? I doubt it but you never know. I'm really try to get this out ASAP, but I like to paint a picture for the reader. I hope you like otherwise I'm sure I don't need to tell you where to cram it.
