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Romance › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
22
Views:
8,703
Reviews:
4
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0
Currently Reading:
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Insecurities
Super short chapter this time. But don't worry I'll be post more soon.
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“What do you mean ‘Yes’!?!” Was that it? “Is that all you have to say? Yes!!! You’re my father! My birth father, and that’s all you can say?”
“I’m sorry.” This guy was hopeless. I couldn’t stand him at that moment.
“Fine.” I said with no emotion. “Bye.”
I got up and left the room. He called after me, but I kept going. He even said my full name. I only yelled that it wasn’t going to work on me. So I left the building, and took out my phone. I look at it for a few seconds, but put it up. I didn’t know what to do. It was hard. My life was hell. It had been since I was born. I was adopted. I couldn’t believe it. No, that wasn’t true. I could believe it because I could never believe that my mother was really my mother.
The only reason why I went outside to play was to get out of the house. I didn’t like it in there. My mother was always rough on me, so I only thought it natural to be rough as well. And then I found friends. It was always boys because they were the only ones that would play with me. Now I know why. It was because I was a rape baby. A rape baby. Was that really true? I didn’t ask about that. It doesn’t matter though.
I just wanted to forget about it. I looked over at the track, and saw somebody running. I wanted to be alone though. It was most likely Jim. Jim, he was my brother. Well I guess I should say half-brother. I guessed that the reason I had feelings for him was because something in me knew it was right. That we were suppose to be close to each other. If I couldn’t talk to him, then there was no one else to talk to. So I decided to walk over there.
Hiding behind the bleachers, I watched him running. He didn’t notice me, and I was having second thoughts. What had happened in the hospital kept playing in my head; haunting me. The dream; that wonderful dream, that terrible dream, everything was falling apart. I knew my feelings for him weren’t those of a sister. I couldn’t walk over to him. I stepped out of behind the bleachers with his back to me.
I froze. I could, neither, turn around, or go to him. I couldn’t even look at him. What was wrong with me? Why was this so hard? There was nothing I could do. I was completely hopeless. So, I started to leave. I turned around, but, as I did so, someone yelled behind me. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t face him. I had to leave, but someone stopped me.
“He’s calling after you Sam.” It was Mary.
“I know.” I didn’t even turn around. “I gotta go.”
I started to walk away, but Mary caught hold of me. “Wait,” she let go, “what’s wrong?”
“I just want to be alone.” Everything that was happening, but just saying that helped me stay a little bit. “I came over here to run. It helps me.”
“It’s the same with Jimmie.” Mary said. “He’s been here running since before the meeting.”
I finally turn around. “I guess we are a bit similar.”
“Yeah,” she said as he was reaching us, “but you don’t look like each other.”
“We had different mothers.” Jim said out of breath. “That might be why.”
“So,” I said looking away from him, “you knew?”
“Not until the meeting.” My heart was racing as he spoke. “I’m… I’m sorry about the night before.”
I shook my head. It wasn’t his fault that this happened. I still liked him that would never change. It was still my life and things would happen in it. I had no control over what would happen. I had learned that from that experience, but at that time it was hopeless for me. I had no hope, “Don’t.” My feelings for him made it worse. “Please don’t.”
“I…” before he could complete that, I ran. I couldn’t talk to him. I just had to go home. The only home I had ever had. David’s home.
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Trust me. It ties in better this way. I should have a nice long one by tonight. Two in one day, that'll be great. Time to work in overdrive :-D
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“What do you mean ‘Yes’!?!” Was that it? “Is that all you have to say? Yes!!! You’re my father! My birth father, and that’s all you can say?”
“I’m sorry.” This guy was hopeless. I couldn’t stand him at that moment.
“Fine.” I said with no emotion. “Bye.”
I got up and left the room. He called after me, but I kept going. He even said my full name. I only yelled that it wasn’t going to work on me. So I left the building, and took out my phone. I look at it for a few seconds, but put it up. I didn’t know what to do. It was hard. My life was hell. It had been since I was born. I was adopted. I couldn’t believe it. No, that wasn’t true. I could believe it because I could never believe that my mother was really my mother.
The only reason why I went outside to play was to get out of the house. I didn’t like it in there. My mother was always rough on me, so I only thought it natural to be rough as well. And then I found friends. It was always boys because they were the only ones that would play with me. Now I know why. It was because I was a rape baby. A rape baby. Was that really true? I didn’t ask about that. It doesn’t matter though.
I just wanted to forget about it. I looked over at the track, and saw somebody running. I wanted to be alone though. It was most likely Jim. Jim, he was my brother. Well I guess I should say half-brother. I guessed that the reason I had feelings for him was because something in me knew it was right. That we were suppose to be close to each other. If I couldn’t talk to him, then there was no one else to talk to. So I decided to walk over there.
Hiding behind the bleachers, I watched him running. He didn’t notice me, and I was having second thoughts. What had happened in the hospital kept playing in my head; haunting me. The dream; that wonderful dream, that terrible dream, everything was falling apart. I knew my feelings for him weren’t those of a sister. I couldn’t walk over to him. I stepped out of behind the bleachers with his back to me.
I froze. I could, neither, turn around, or go to him. I couldn’t even look at him. What was wrong with me? Why was this so hard? There was nothing I could do. I was completely hopeless. So, I started to leave. I turned around, but, as I did so, someone yelled behind me. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t face him. I had to leave, but someone stopped me.
“He’s calling after you Sam.” It was Mary.
“I know.” I didn’t even turn around. “I gotta go.”
I started to walk away, but Mary caught hold of me. “Wait,” she let go, “what’s wrong?”
“I just want to be alone.” Everything that was happening, but just saying that helped me stay a little bit. “I came over here to run. It helps me.”
“It’s the same with Jimmie.” Mary said. “He’s been here running since before the meeting.”
I finally turn around. “I guess we are a bit similar.”
“Yeah,” she said as he was reaching us, “but you don’t look like each other.”
“We had different mothers.” Jim said out of breath. “That might be why.”
“So,” I said looking away from him, “you knew?”
“Not until the meeting.” My heart was racing as he spoke. “I’m… I’m sorry about the night before.”
I shook my head. It wasn’t his fault that this happened. I still liked him that would never change. It was still my life and things would happen in it. I had no control over what would happen. I had learned that from that experience, but at that time it was hopeless for me. I had no hope, “Don’t.” My feelings for him made it worse. “Please don’t.”
“I…” before he could complete that, I ran. I couldn’t talk to him. I just had to go home. The only home I had ever had. David’s home.
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Trust me. It ties in better this way. I should have a nice long one by tonight. Two in one day, that'll be great. Time to work in overdrive :-D