Lost and Found, sequel to Where Life Can Take You 3
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I had 2 more nights before I had to go back home and Rose's family will have to go home, so once we cleared everything and shooed everyone out, we sat down for an old movie.
"I'm sorry, but Edward Cullen is and will always remain a hottie." Rose giggled, reaching for the case of the DVD she had chosen. "I've always said how Luke should style his hair like his and he'd look like a mini Edward. Actually, now that I think of it...Lia, you kind of remind me of Edward Cullen's wife, Bella Cullen! No way!"
I scoffed. I've seen her image on posters. She sings and acts. "Yeah, if only I were as rich as those two. I heard she married Jacob Black, didn't she? And then ditched him when Edward Cullen came onto the scene." I've read The Blacks Wikipedia page, and even though they are in their 30s now, they're still so good looking! Most of the band are married now, and I think Jacob Black has two kids.
"Here, lemme find Edward on Wiki." Rose opened up her laptop and typed his name into the search engine, then read his page, scrolling down. "Early life...Personal life...oh my God. Lia, look."
I leaned over to peer at her screen, and she highlighted a sentence with her mouse.
"Soon after Bella gave birth to her first two children, named Luke and Lia Cullen, Bella Swan and her children were driven off by a now identified man named Karl Dawson, who 5 years later received 10 years in prison. Bella was held captive for 4 months and her children were never seen again. Police had one major lead on the case but due to later lack of evidence the case was closed."
I was stunned, the movie completely forgotten. "It's not possible. I'm not adopted."
"But Luke was. And it can't be a coincidence, Lia, but lets not tell them yet." I look up at Rose.
"I'm not their child!" my voice is shaky, and Rose frowns as she clicks another link, which shows more detail of the kidnapping.
"Lia, according to this, if you- I mean, Luke and Lia- were still alive, they'd be our age now. Your age."
My eyes brim with tears. It's not true. It's not. "Are you saying my mom and dad aren't really my mom and dad? We have photographic evidence! Since day one!"
"I'm not saying anything, Lia, please." She gulped. "Just ask your Mom. Ask her something, like about your birth. Have you asked her about it before?"
I shook my head. "No, and I'm not going to ask. This-" I pointed at the screen. "-is stupid. Bullshit. I can't believe you'll eat up that shit!" I ran out of the room and passed Rachel, who had gone to the toilet. I knock shoulders with her as I take her place in the bathroom, and lock the door behind me. I open the bathroom window to get some fresh air. This is not real. Not real. I sit in the bath tub like I did with Ethan the night of the party.
About an hour later I sneaked out and headed downstairs. The door opened and Ethan stuck his head through and chucked his keys on the table next to the door, and then his bag on the floor. He looked up hopefully, and smiled gently at me. The smile faded when he saw my expression.
"Lia? What's wrong?"
I shove past him, catching the door before it shut, and stormed outside. I had enough rage to walk that 30 minutes back to my house. When I reached my house door, I was still fuming. Mom opened the door.
"Hi, Honey, I thought you were still at-"
"-Am I your daughter!?" I yelled at her. She stepped back a step, frightened by my reaction.
"Of course, Honey, why wouldn't you be-"
"-Blood daughter." I stutter, fearful.
My mother gulped. "Please, come inside." Her voice was shaky, and I saw my brother come down the stairs, confused by the rowing.
"Mom? Lia? What's going on?"
"nothing, Honey." Mom choked. "Go back to your room."
I stormed past her and went into the kitchen. Mom called for my father, and he appeared from the living room. Mom whispered something to my father, and he looked up at me, then nodded.
"Why don't you sit in the kitchen for a moment, Lia. We need to have a chat."
This wasn't what I was expecting. I was expecting them to deny everything, yell at me for accusing them of such thing. But really, they were going to tell me everything I've known for the past 16 years of my life was a lie.
"We had been trying for a baby for 4 years. We even tried IVF. We didn't know where else to go before we tried adopting." My mother began.
"Me and your mother had tried for so long to concieve on our own, but since that wasn't working, we went to many childrens home, adoption agencies, everywhere." My father added. "And when we found you from the South, in a church, we knew we had to have you. You had literally arrived the other week, and was so adorable. The nun told us she found you on the steps of the church, wrapped in a blue blanket, and you had a littler outfit on with the name 'Lia' over the heart of the outfit. We kept the name, and brought you home for our own. We were going to tell you, when you were old enough, sweetie."
My face was streaked with tears. "So what happens now?"
My father smiled, and put his hand on his wife's hand. "We're still your parents, we still provide a roof over your head, feed you and such. We don't know who your birth parents were, and we don't plan on treating you anything but our daughter."
I nodded. "Would you be hurt if I tried to find my birth parents?"
He glanced at my Mom, and she gave him a watery smile, he looked back up at me. "Of course not, Sweetie. We can even give you the address of the church we found you at. It was some luck to find you. After looking at the adoption agency near the church, your mother wanted some spiritual advice. And then that led us to you."
I smiled. "Thanks Mom, thanks Dad." I stepped forward to give them a hug. "So how did you end up the the rascal upstairs then?"
My mother chuckled, happy that I was still calling them as my parents. "Well seeing as we tried so hard to concieve in the first place, we thought we'd never concieve children, so I didn't take the pill."
"Lia, how did you find out? That we aren't your biological parents?" My father frowned.
I shrugged. "I think I found my twin brother."
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