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"Hey, sit down we need to talk to you." My mom said. I had just came back from the gas station. My mom, sister, and dad was all sitting down in the living room.
"Talk to me about what?" I asked sitting down cutting off my phone and my dad walked off looking ugly and mad as usual.
"Well really both of y'all. Y'all mother got in contact with me last night." She said and that alone pissed me off.
I was adopted along with my little sister when I was four years old while she was one. I never understood why she gave us up, it wasn't like she was doing bad or something but then again I was young and had no clue what was going on.
"What did she say?" Kirsten asked.
"She wants to build a bond with you and your brother." She said and I shrugged my shoulders.
"Should've thought about that before she gave us up." I said.
"Xavier." She said sternly. "I told her that I'll let her talk to the both of you.
"Why you tell her that? That's should be our decision and nobody else's." I said.
"I wanna meet her though." Kirsten mumbled and I looked at her.
