Jess: I don't own Night World

Matthew's P.O.V.

I sat there on the couch with my mom and dad, the eyes of strangers on the three of us. It was still hard to believe that I actually found my parents though they still partially strangers.

"So that's your son?" the girl, Gillian, asked.

My mom smiled. "Yes this is our son, Matthew." I smiled at the fact that I had a mother. A lot of seventeen year olds look for their parents when there adopted. Soon, I realized I'd been missing eight hours.

"Holy crap!" I jumped to my feet (and a couple of the others jumped out of there skin). "Can I use the phone? I just realized I've been gone eight hours and I didn't tell anyone that I was leaving."

Michelle and the guy named Thierry laughed. "It's over there," he said.

I ran across the room and dialled my number. It rang once before they picked up. "Hello?"

"Hey, Connor," Connor was my twin. "It's Matt." He started swearing every word he could think of. "Where the hell have you been?!"

I turned to my parents and the nodded giving me permission. "I was looking for our biological parents."

"You what?" he asked in a compassionate voice, I didn't know he was capable of.

"And I actually found them, Connor," I smiled "I found our parents."

"What's that mean for us? Are we supposed to go live with them, leave Nathan?" he was making sense. We had a father at home. I didn't even know them.

"You know I'm right. If we meet them what's to say we won't love them just as much? Matthew, why would you do that?" Connor was right and I hated admitting it. "I should go. Come home, Matt." He hung up.

"Connor?" I asked, and then sighed. I hung up the phone.

Hannah came up behind me, "Everything all right?"

"Not really. My brother's just being an ass," I smiled.

She returned my smile. "Oh, really? Is that right? What else is it?"

Sighing, we sat back down. "My brother isn't as happy as I am at the fact that I found our parents. He thinks that if he meets you guys, he'll want to leave our adoptive father and live with you guys."

"We're not going to ask you to leave your family," Michelle seemed offended.

"Yeah, well, like I said Connor's an ass," I smiled, "Can I have a drive home?"

"Yeah, I'll drive you home. Come along," Michelle stood up and we walked to the car.

Driving home with just me and my mom felt nice. We talked and talked. We had missed so many years of each others life.

"We're here," I announced to Mom, "Do you want to come in?" She looked at me and smiled.

"I'll come in for a minute. I want to meet the man taking care of my children." We got out of the car and walked to the door. Michelle took a deep breath. I opened the door and we walked in.

"I'm home," I yelled. As soon as I did Estelle, Amelia, Connor and Riley ran down the stairs and Dad came from the kitchen. Dad was eyeing Michelle with the others.

"Who's this?" he asked.

I sighed. "This is…" I started to introduce Michelle when Connor cut me off.

"It's her isn't it!?" Connor yelled, "I can't believe you brought her here! What the hell were you thinking?!" He looked like he was about to hit me and I was scared.

"Tell me Matt! What were you thinking?!" he shouted louder.

"Why are you so threatened by this?!" I yelled back, "She's not asking us to leave she just wanted to meet us! Why the hell does that bother you!?" I glared at him. This was the first fight we ever had.

Michelle's sobs filled my ears. They weren't loud but they were there. "Who the hell is this woman?" Dad shouted.

The thought started flowing through me. I had found the papers in Dad's study. He knew the whole time who our parents were. He knew!

"You knew!" I shouted and turned toward him, "You knew the whole time. Why didn't you tell us!?"

"What are you talking about, Matt?" he asked.

Opening my bag, I pulled out the papers and threw them to the floor. I looked up at Dad and glared.

"Where did you get those? Why did you have them?" Dad looked anger.

"I found them in your study, Dad," he started to saw I wasn't allowed there but I started up again, "You knew the whole time!"

Estelle kept quiet and dropped to her knees. She picked up one of the papers and began to read it. Her eyes widened and she looked up at Dad. Dad raised his hand and slapped Estelle so hard she smashed to the floor. She looked up at him, her eyes terrified.

Michelle stepped in between her and Dad. "Don't you dare touch my daughter!" She glared as Riley and the others went into shock. Michelle looked as furious as I felt. "Why the hell do you think you are allowed to hit her!? Whether she's your daughter or not!"

"No!" we all looked down at Estelle. She stood up, fury replaced the terror. "He is NOT my father! I refuse to call him my father!" She turned toward Nathan. "I have put up with this CRAP for ten years and I'm sick of it! I refuse to be hit any longer!"

"So you finally built up the guts to tell, huh? Why don't you tell them about the sex?" he smiled evilly.

"You're under arrest!" just at that moment Jasmine (our friends' older sister, who happens to be a cop) walked in and cuffed him. Jasmine dragged him out of the house and stuffed him into the police car.

"You bitch!" he yelled as the car pulled away.

Estelle sighed and smiled. "You must be Michelle. I'm Estelle," she held out her hand, "it's a pleasure to meet you, Mom."