Day Eight
Here we are. Standing outside of Mom and Dad's door way about to knock to go in, and to tell you the truth I'm beginning to lose my nerve on the whole idea.
Neilissa and I must have been in that hotel room forever working on what to say and how to say it, because our afternoon turned into quick darkness. "Jeffrey?" She whispered so Mom and Dad wouldn't hear us through the door. "Yeah?" I asked knowing what she was going to say. "Would you rather wait until tomorrow? We can just watch a video all night if can't sleep?" Didn't expect that. "No 'Liss'....I have to do this right now." I was saying. "Or I'll never get up enough courage to do it again....besides that I need to know the truth or I'll be up watching movies for the rest of my life."
My arm raised and my hand balled into a fist but I just held it in front of the door. Swallowing hard I leaned it downwards and knocked. "Come in." Mom's voice said. 'It's now or never.' I felt Lissa's hand rub my back for support then I walked inside the room and closed the door but it re-cracked itself anyway so I left it alone. Taking in a breath I walked over to the bed and sat down on the corner holding my hands in my lap and decided to focus on them instead of my parents.
"Listen," I started wishing I hadn't. "It's about what I've been doing the past few days." Mom put her book down and Dad seemed a little disinterested- he must have thought it was about a girl again. "Go on, honey." Mom encouraged my hesitation. "I guess there's no dancing around this huh?" I was stalling again.
"Jeffrey it's late what ever you have to say just say it son."
"I'm not your son." I said without meaning to. "What?" Mom asked in blank surprise. "I'm-, I'm not your son." I repeated a little shackily. "What on earth would make you say something like that honey? Of course you're my son where would you get the idea that you're not?" Mom's voice was either scared or worried but right now I couldn't see straight and my voice just started blurting things out.
"Why are you lying to me?" I asked her tightly, plain, and simple. "I'm not lying honey, where- where is all of this coming from are you saying you want a devorce from us but we're your parents sweetie we love you an-..."
"Enough!" I snapped this time, I just revealed her secret life and she had the nerve to try to keep lying to me.
"Jeffrey you watch you mouth around your Mother." Dad said pointing a finger.
"Well when I get back to her I will....." I shook my head was I really saying all this to them?
"Jeffrey you're not making any sense right now, what are you talking about?" Mom began to tear up and I wanted to give her a shoulder but I couldn't my eyes just said she wanted to cry because she'd been found out. "It was the pictures, you didn't have a single one of me before the age of five I just found it a little weird," I lied to them. "I asked Grandpa to confirm that he didn't have my baby pictures like you said....then I checked around and well one thing led to another and here were are." They were silent. I had to give them a chance to tell me the truth, and if I gave them all the fact who knows how many more lied they'd make up to explain the kidnapping.
"So, care to loosen your tongues now?" I asked them, this wasn't how Lissa and I had rehearsed it at all, why was I freaking out on them?
"Jeffrey...." Mom started. "Son, I realize I can't lie to you right now because of this but I want you to hear me out first..." I was listening. "You aren't my real son, but that doesn't mean that I don't love you all the same....It never changed a thing." She wept out and I lowered my eyes, I never wanted to make her cry not ever once but this whole thing was getting out of hand for me I had no idea I'd freak out in the confrontation like this but now there was no going back.
"So, why'd you do it?" I asked lowly. "Why'd you take me from my Mom and Dad?" She wiped her face in utter surprise and looked at me. "What do you mean?" She asked but added. "I didn't take you away, you were given to me honey." Mom climbed out on bed and sat at the end beside me.
"....What?" I asked as if the words needed a while to sink in. "Honey I'm going to tell you something that I never intended to tell anyone ever...." She paused letting out a sigh and placed a hand on my shoulder looking at me. "You aren't my son,"
"I know," I stated.
"You're my sisters son." She said plain as day.
"Aunt Sabrina? But, I don't understand, if she's my Mom then why am I with you guys and not her?" I couldn't help but ask. "My sister was, well she was part of a Cult honey, way back in the days when she needed direction in life and couldn't find any on her own." She paused then went on. "She was easily taken because she was so fragile back then, but one day she wanted out, that was around the time she knew she were pregnant with you sweety." I blinked. "She didn't want her first and possibly only child born into a life like that."
I started to shake my head, "So I'm your sisters son? My Aunt is really my Mom?" Mom nodded and I sniffled a bit. "But the pictures? Why did she take so long to give me to you guys?" I asked. "She had no mode of transportation sweetheart, she lived in Arizona the walk took a while, she had to make stops, she couldn't get a ride and she had to hide out for a while." Mom placed her hands around my shoulders and rubbed them. "Are you ok now honey? Do you need anything else explained to you?" She asked and I was so blank at the time I just shook my head. "No." I answered.
"And do you still hate your Father and me?" She then asked out of nowhere and I looked at her stunned. "I don't hate you guys, I just don't like that you didn't tell me the truth." I replied and stood up. "But, now that I know, I guess it's not really a problem anymore....I mean I'm still part of this family right?" She nodded. "I'm- I'm sorry I bugged you. Thanks for telling me, we can act as if this never happened okay?" I asked looking at the two of them.
"If that'll help you than sure we can forget." Mom answered.
"Sure thing son, after you apologize to you're Mother for your behavior." I laughed slightly then turned to Mom. "I'm sorry Mom." She rubbed a hand through my hair and told me it was ok, then I walked out the room closing the door behind me. Neilissa wasn't in the hallway so I went down to her room and knocked on the door seeing the light on and her sitting on the bed. "Are you still awake?" I called through it then opened it. "Lissa?" I walked in and climbed on her bed. "So how did it go?" She asked looking at me.
"I blew up on them only to get my fuse put out quickly."
"What? So what did they say are you going home to your family?" She asked worried. "No, I think I wanna stay here with them, I mean I'm just the son to someone else in the family it's no big deal."
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Mom said that my real Mother is my Aunt Sabrina isn't that great?" I answered.
"Yeah," She replied.
"My Mom, my real Mom was in a cult because she was a little out there and accidently got mixed up in one, then I guess she got pregnant from someone there and she didn't want that life for me or herself any more so she got us out of there and it took her a while to get from Arizona to L.A." Lissa nodded then smiled.
"Thats good." I nodded as well. "Yeah it is good....I wonder if she misses me though?" I couldn't help but wonder.
"Yeah, I can't help but wonder what the McRea's have to do with anything though?" It was as if the words just snapped back into my brain. "They lied to me again...."
Here we are. Standing outside of Mom and Dad's door way about to knock to go in, and to tell you the truth I'm beginning to lose my nerve on the whole idea.
Neilissa and I must have been in that hotel room forever working on what to say and how to say it, because our afternoon turned into quick darkness. "Jeffrey?" She whispered so Mom and Dad wouldn't hear us through the door. "Yeah?" I asked knowing what she was going to say. "Would you rather wait until tomorrow? We can just watch a video all night if can't sleep?" Didn't expect that. "No 'Liss'....I have to do this right now." I was saying. "Or I'll never get up enough courage to do it again....besides that I need to know the truth or I'll be up watching movies for the rest of my life."
My arm raised and my hand balled into a fist but I just held it in front of the door. Swallowing hard I leaned it downwards and knocked. "Come in." Mom's voice said. 'It's now or never.' I felt Lissa's hand rub my back for support then I walked inside the room and closed the door but it re-cracked itself anyway so I left it alone. Taking in a breath I walked over to the bed and sat down on the corner holding my hands in my lap and decided to focus on them instead of my parents.
"Listen," I started wishing I hadn't. "It's about what I've been doing the past few days." Mom put her book down and Dad seemed a little disinterested- he must have thought it was about a girl again. "Go on, honey." Mom encouraged my hesitation. "I guess there's no dancing around this huh?" I was stalling again.
"Jeffrey it's late what ever you have to say just say it son."
"I'm not your son." I said without meaning to. "What?" Mom asked in blank surprise. "I'm-, I'm not your son." I repeated a little shackily. "What on earth would make you say something like that honey? Of course you're my son where would you get the idea that you're not?" Mom's voice was either scared or worried but right now I couldn't see straight and my voice just started blurting things out.
"Why are you lying to me?" I asked her tightly, plain, and simple. "I'm not lying honey, where- where is all of this coming from are you saying you want a devorce from us but we're your parents sweetie we love you an-..."
"Enough!" I snapped this time, I just revealed her secret life and she had the nerve to try to keep lying to me.
"Jeffrey you watch you mouth around your Mother." Dad said pointing a finger.
"Well when I get back to her I will....." I shook my head was I really saying all this to them?
"Jeffrey you're not making any sense right now, what are you talking about?" Mom began to tear up and I wanted to give her a shoulder but I couldn't my eyes just said she wanted to cry because she'd been found out. "It was the pictures, you didn't have a single one of me before the age of five I just found it a little weird," I lied to them. "I asked Grandpa to confirm that he didn't have my baby pictures like you said....then I checked around and well one thing led to another and here were are." They were silent. I had to give them a chance to tell me the truth, and if I gave them all the fact who knows how many more lied they'd make up to explain the kidnapping.
"So, care to loosen your tongues now?" I asked them, this wasn't how Lissa and I had rehearsed it at all, why was I freaking out on them?
"Jeffrey...." Mom started. "Son, I realize I can't lie to you right now because of this but I want you to hear me out first..." I was listening. "You aren't my real son, but that doesn't mean that I don't love you all the same....It never changed a thing." She wept out and I lowered my eyes, I never wanted to make her cry not ever once but this whole thing was getting out of hand for me I had no idea I'd freak out in the confrontation like this but now there was no going back.
"So, why'd you do it?" I asked lowly. "Why'd you take me from my Mom and Dad?" She wiped her face in utter surprise and looked at me. "What do you mean?" She asked but added. "I didn't take you away, you were given to me honey." Mom climbed out on bed and sat at the end beside me.
"....What?" I asked as if the words needed a while to sink in. "Honey I'm going to tell you something that I never intended to tell anyone ever...." She paused letting out a sigh and placed a hand on my shoulder looking at me. "You aren't my son,"
"I know," I stated.
"You're my sisters son." She said plain as day.
"Aunt Sabrina? But, I don't understand, if she's my Mom then why am I with you guys and not her?" I couldn't help but ask. "My sister was, well she was part of a Cult honey, way back in the days when she needed direction in life and couldn't find any on her own." She paused then went on. "She was easily taken because she was so fragile back then, but one day she wanted out, that was around the time she knew she were pregnant with you sweety." I blinked. "She didn't want her first and possibly only child born into a life like that."
I started to shake my head, "So I'm your sisters son? My Aunt is really my Mom?" Mom nodded and I sniffled a bit. "But the pictures? Why did she take so long to give me to you guys?" I asked. "She had no mode of transportation sweetheart, she lived in Arizona the walk took a while, she had to make stops, she couldn't get a ride and she had to hide out for a while." Mom placed her hands around my shoulders and rubbed them. "Are you ok now honey? Do you need anything else explained to you?" She asked and I was so blank at the time I just shook my head. "No." I answered.
"And do you still hate your Father and me?" She then asked out of nowhere and I looked at her stunned. "I don't hate you guys, I just don't like that you didn't tell me the truth." I replied and stood up. "But, now that I know, I guess it's not really a problem anymore....I mean I'm still part of this family right?" She nodded. "I'm- I'm sorry I bugged you. Thanks for telling me, we can act as if this never happened okay?" I asked looking at the two of them.
"If that'll help you than sure we can forget." Mom answered.
"Sure thing son, after you apologize to you're Mother for your behavior." I laughed slightly then turned to Mom. "I'm sorry Mom." She rubbed a hand through my hair and told me it was ok, then I walked out the room closing the door behind me. Neilissa wasn't in the hallway so I went down to her room and knocked on the door seeing the light on and her sitting on the bed. "Are you still awake?" I called through it then opened it. "Lissa?" I walked in and climbed on her bed. "So how did it go?" She asked looking at me.
"I blew up on them only to get my fuse put out quickly."
"What? So what did they say are you going home to your family?" She asked worried. "No, I think I wanna stay here with them, I mean I'm just the son to someone else in the family it's no big deal."
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Mom said that my real Mother is my Aunt Sabrina isn't that great?" I answered.
"Yeah," She replied.
"My Mom, my real Mom was in a cult because she was a little out there and accidently got mixed up in one, then I guess she got pregnant from someone there and she didn't want that life for me or herself any more so she got us out of there and it took her a while to get from Arizona to L.A." Lissa nodded then smiled.
"Thats good." I nodded as well. "Yeah it is good....I wonder if she misses me though?" I couldn't help but wonder.
"Yeah, I can't help but wonder what the McRea's have to do with anything though?" It was as if the words just snapped back into my brain. "They lied to me again...."