Chapter 8...
"I WANT NOTHING MORE TO DO WITH YOU OR YOUR FATHER! DON'T YOU GET IT? JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" She screamed it at me so loud that at first I didn't hear it. It was just a loud ringing in my ear for at least 10 seconds.
I guess this is what happens when you take 5 buses to get to Seattle to find the mother that just walked out on you without any clue of where she was and then when she finally lets you call her she says to stay away from her but you don't listen to her and hunt her down only to find her getting ready for some hot date and telling you to leave her the hell alone basically.
I just can't get over the fact that I took so much extra time and effort to locate her and have a healthy mother/daughter relationship with her and she wants me to never come near her again. SHE GAVE BIRTH TO ME FOR CRYIN' OUT LOUD! FORGIVE ME FOR THINKING SHE CARED AT ALL!
After something like that happens and you take a big blow you can't really do anything. Sure you can sit on your bed and stare up at the ceiling for hours on end waiting for your father to come home from work so you can bombard him with questions about the life you thought you knew about since you live it but found out that you haven't got a clue. And I was doing just that.
After a length of time had passed, I heard my father coming through the front door. I was going to take my time going downstairs and then calmly ask him what the deal was with my "mother," but that didn't really happen.
Instead I ended up flying down the stairs and shouting,"She's not my real mom! Who is she?!?!?!?" And truth-be-told I hadn't even thought that at all until now. It just flew out of my mouth.
But I didn't expect to be so close to actual truth because my father just froze up and after a moment or two passed he said, "How did you find out about that? You weren't supposed to know that yet."
"Know what? I don't know anything. Not yet at least. If you could explain these things to me, that would be greatly appreciated though! I mean she says leave me alone forever. What kind of a mother does that? And you? All this time and you tell me nothing about where she is or why she left. Nothing at all! I just what to know why this is happening and what you are hiding from me." After that little rant I took a deep breath.
"There is no easy way to explain this to you but I can try," my dad said after a long pause. "Where should I start?" he muttered mostly to himself.
"The beginning usually helps," I said with more patience than I really had.
"Well, here goes..."
A/N: Sort of a cliffhanger! Sorry it is so short. Please read and review!