Faking Us

Chapter Twenty Three

Kaden's POV

In all of my years of life it has never occurred to me the possibility that the woman that gave birth to me could ever come back into my life. Yes as any kid would I used to wish that she will for some reason come back for me but I also always knew she wouldn't.

If she gave birth to me, saw me and then made the decision to abandon me what were the odds that she would think of ever coming back or actually do so?

But there she was my 'mother' standing in my front porch in all her glory and I didn't how to react, I felt frozen in my spot.

"Candace? What are you doing here?" My dad asked with shock and confusion to this 'Candace' woman.

"Derrick..." she looked star struck by seeing my dad, she was yet to notice me at least.

I felt a hand on my lower back and turned my head to see it was Morgan with worry and concern writen all over her beautiful face.

"Kade are you okay?" She asked softly.

I stared back into her deep grey eyes, I exhaled a shaky breath and mustered a small smile for her. "I don't know, I don't think so."

Morgan didn't say anything, she just walked me away from their sight into the kitchen and then put her arms around me and engulfed me into a hug and then pecked my cheek shortly. She was a lot shorter than me so she had to stand in her tiptoes to do it.

"I should probably go and let you guys talk," Morgan said.

"You don't have to-" she cut me off.

"I do actually but don't worry I'm just one call away, whenever you need me okay?" She said reassuringly.

"Okay."

Morgan can be so sweet so sometimes. It's one of the many things that make me love her. But I know I can't tell her that, not yet at least. I know she doesn't love me like that, I had my doubts that she even liked me in that way at all to begin with.

"I'll text you later, you can do this," she said before exiting my house by the back door.

Some part of me didn't want her to go because of how scared I was to face the woman in the other room. And to an extent Morgan's presence made me feel safe.

I mustered enough courage to go to the other room and face the woman who a small part of me always wanted to meet. They were now sat in the livingroom across from each other.

"I just want to meet her Derrick that's all," the woman told my dad.

"You can't just appear out of nowhere after seventeen years and start demanding things, especially not anything regarding my daughter, Candace." My dad said firmly.

As she was about to reply they heard me enter the livingroom and turned to where I was. 'Candace' seemed shocked by my presence. I've never seen her before, not even in photographs but now that I get to see her properly it can't be denied that she's my mother, I was a copy of her physically. We both shared the same brown hair and blue eyes, with the exception that my hair was currently dyed platinum and this was the exact reason of why.

My dad has blonde hair so if I didn't get the color from him I always just assumed I got it from her so I dyed it, because as childish as it may sound I didn't want anything from that woman. Seeing that our resemblances didn't just stop in the hair is torture.

"Kaden," my dad spoke and the lady stood up to look at me but I was already looking at her.

"Look lady, I don't know what you expected by appearing in our house out of nowhere would do but you should leave. I don't need you and I don't want to know you so just leave please."

"Kade, sweetie I don't like this either but just let her speak for a second." My dad tried to reason with me.

"Please Kaden," Candace pleaded quietly.

I sat besides my dad reluctantly before speaking, "You have five minutes."

She just nodded once in response and sat back down.

"I understand that you don't want to know me or talk to me-"

"I don't," I cut her off and she sighed.

"Kaden..." my dad said.

I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever just get to the point." I signaled for her to continue.

"I'm not- I didn't come here to make things hard for you or anything. I know that what I did, leaving you was the worst thing I've ever done. I doubt you want to hear the reasons why I did it but-"

"I do." I cut her off again but quieter this time.

For some reason I did want her to tell me why she left me. I didn't want my dad or anyone else to do it, I wanted her to tell me.

"Things... things were complicated for me I was nineteen and going to college my parents already didn't approve of your dad and I being together. They let me have you but I needed to give you up if I wanted to go to college and for them not to cut me off," she explained. I could see the regret in her eyes but I really didn't care.

"So you choose yourself, you choose money before your own daughter," the bitterness was evident on my voice.

"I made the choice I thought was right for everyone."

I scoffed.

"For everyone? You made the choice it was best for you!" My voice raised as I stood up from my seat.

"Kaden-" my dad was interrupted by her.

"No Derrick, let her."

"You preferred to go and keep your fancy lifestyle than keep your child! Than to keep me." I could feel my eyes starting to sting from anger.

She was now standing in front of me but with enough distance, "I wouldn't have anything if they disowned me and I couldn't put the pressure of having to help me as well to your dad. Maybe I could've thought of something else but I was scared, I was young and stupid and the thought of having to manage on my own froze me. Kaden the person I was wouldn't have been a good mother, I know you don't believe me and that it sounds like I'm making excuses."

"My dad was young too yet he stepped up when you wouldn't so that's not an excuse." I retorted.

"I know."

"Why are you here?" I asked her.

"I can't keep on living without fixing this. Without making it up to you."

"You'll have to because I don't want you in my life. I've never needed a mom and I still don't." That was the last thing I said before abandoning the livingroom, not waiting to hear her out.

Once in my room I let the tears of anger, frustration and hurt finally fall off my eyes.

I felt horrible, I just wanted to forget she ever appeared but I also didn't and I hated it.

Right now I just wanted Morgan with me so I called her.

But she never picked up my calls.

I grabbed my phone back quickly once I heard it ring but was disappointed to find it wasn't Morgan.

Rowan

We are all going to the movies
later, wanna come?

Sorry I'm not in the mood.

It's everything okay?

Are you okay?

I hesitated before replying but I ultimately did.

Rowan

Can you pick me up please?

I'm on my way.

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