Chatper Seven
"No! No! I won't believe it! Why wouldn't she tell me that John wasn't my real father, but yours?" Daniel yelled.
"I don't know why she didn't tell you, but it's true. John wasn't your dad, but remember he raised you like a son. He treated you the same." said Hannah.
"How come you've never told me before?" asked Daniel.
"I promised Mom, a long time ago. I do have his address, and phone number, though. His name is Jordan Lange. He's married to Jenny Lange, and they have a daughter about your age, uhhh, I think her name is Taylor." Hannah calmly told Daniel.
"Okay, I guess I have to go see him, huh?" Daniel said.
"Well, it would be nice." Hannah sugguested.
"Okay, so let's talk about your relationship with Jake. He wants you to be his best man in the wedding, even though we haven't set a date, yet.
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"I still don't believe she thinks it was because of her drug problem, Mike. It's like she doesn't even have a clue." Alexia was filling in the baker.
"Alexia, maybe she doesn't have a clue. Maybe she thinks it's about her drug problem. It's not like you have really come out and say it directly to her." Mike said.
"What? Am I supposed to just walk up to her and say 'Oh I don't love you because your father raped me, and you were the result, and that we had to get married because I was going to have a baby? And that my family doesn't believe in divorces, whereas you have had like three?' That would just make her day, Mike."
"Well, I think you should tell her that. It's time to tell her." he said, confidently.
"Mike, you don't know what you are talking about. I have other problems at hand. I still haven't told Daniel about his real father. And now Hannah is going to tell him!" she was panicking. "There was just never a good time to tell him."
"Well, it's been what 21 years or so? And there was never a good time? Well, there is never going to be a good time to tell him this. Just get it over with." Mike was trying to be reasonable.
"I-hiccup-don't know-hiccup-what to do anymore." she sobbed.
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Jordan Lange answered at the front door. Daniel and Hannah stood on the stoop.
"I don't want whatever you are selling." Jordan said, and started to close the door.
"We aren't selling anything." Hannah said to him.
"Well, what do you want? I haven't got all day, ya know." he said gruffly. In the backround you could hear a young pretty voice say, "Who is it, Dad?"
"It's nobody. Quit being so damn nosy." he yelled back.
"We have some news for you, Mr. Lange, is that it?" Hannah spoke in a quiet voice, as she always did when people cussed.
"Yes, that's me. What is it?" Jordan asked sternly.
"I'm your son." Daniel mumbled.
"Speak up. I can't hear you."
"I'm your son!" Daniel said loudly.
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"Well, that went smoothly, didn't it?" asked Hannah.
"What are you talking about? At first he didn't believe me, even though he knew he had a son. When we left, he still was weary." Daniel thought she was insane.
"Well, it could have been worse, right?" Hannah questioned.
"Listen, Hannah, we need to talk about something serious. Look, I need to find the vampire that killed Kara, and I need your help." Danie thought about this long and hard and didn't know what else to do.
"Daniel, you can't really think that you will be able to stop this vampire on your own, do you? It would kill you, too." It was Hannah's turn to think he was crazy.
"Then I'll be with Kara. I told her for better or for worse when I gave her that promise ring. I want her back. I want that vampire to suffer like she did." Daniel said angerily.
"Daniel, I'd miss you too much." Hannah said sincerly.
"Hannah, don't start. I've got to go. See you later." said Daniel.
"Stupid Mom. I can't believe she didn't tell me about Jordan. That's just like her." Daniel said to himself.
Honk, honk! Another car was was honking their horn at him. "Screw you!" yelled Daniel. While yelling at this guy, Daniel didn't see the car rushing toward him. He turned around and started to scream.