The Lost Songbird in the Golden Summertime
Chapter 2
Elena slammed the door as hard as she could as she walked to the living room where she knew her parents were going to be. She hated that she had to find out that she was adopted this way. How dare they keep something so important from her for all these years. It was even worse that she had cancer and her only hope for survival was a blood relative. She didn't even know where to start looking for her actual blood relatives, but she was determined to figure out.
Her mother and father sat there as if they expected her to throw a full on bitch fit at them. Damon was behind her and grabbed her hand for support. She was glad that he hadn't ran away screaming after he found out about her cancer and her adoption. She squeezed his hand and looked at the liars she thought were her true parents for all these years. She had to do this it was the only way.
"Go ahead. Explain yourself." she said crossing her arms
"Elena, I'm so sorry."
"I don't want your apologies I want answers. Now."
Her mother exhaled and continued.
"I was devastated when I found out I couldn't have kids. A girl showed up to your dads medical office and she was in labor. He helped her deliver you and he took you to get examined, but when he came back the girl was gone. He didn't want you to go into foster care so he filed paper work so that he could adopt you, but Elena no matter who your biological mother is, I've always thought of you as my daughter."
Elena adverted her eyes turning away.
"Why didn't you ever tell me?"
"You look a lot like us that I though it wouldn't be brought up."
"A lot of good that does mom. I'm dying and you can't do anything to fix it. Only she can."
Elena turned to Damon and gave him a quick kiss.
"Can I stay at your house? I don't feel like being with these liars."
"Elena-" her mother said.
But before she could get the full message out, Elena was out of the door. She couldn'[t be in this house anymore. She couldn't be around them anymore. If they couldn't help her find her birth mother than she would do it herself. She had to or else she didn't know how long it would be before she was a shallow grave twenty feet under.