CHAPTER 4BROOKLYN SAIGE
I sat down in the black office chair. I was sitting directly across from Mrs. Partridge.
"Now Brooklyn, as you know, this building is closing down very soon. We wanted to inform you that we have information on your father. So you can decide if you want to stay here and go to Africa or want to actually go with your father."
"You have information on my dad? My mother said my father was dead."
"Well unfortunately, she's been lying to you for some time now."
"Yes, I know." I said reassuringly. She gave me a file.
"You'll never guess who it is."
"Who?" I asked, staring down at the files.
"Its Niall Horan."
"Niall Horan? My father is a guy from One Direction?!"
"That's right. Maybe we should call him and see if he would answer. You know, to have you speak to your dad for the first time in I don't know how many years." She handed me the black work phone.
"Well... I don't know. He is famous. Maybe he doesn't want to hear from me. Maybe that's why he walked out on my mom and I."
"Just call him. He might want to hear from you. You just never know."
"Okay." I nodded. As she searched up his number, I looked over the photos and things. The copy of my birth certificate. My name appeared on it. Brooklyn Marie Saige. My dad wasn't on there though, nor did I have his last name. I wonder if I can change it to Horan.
"Ah-Ha! Here it is! Niall Horan." She smiled as she picked up the telephone. I heard three full rings before anyone picked up.
"Hello?" Someone answered.
"Yes, hello? This is Ms. Partridge from Ellis Mane Foster Care and we would like to speak to Niall please."
"I'm sorry, Niall Horan?" A woman said.
"Yes. Niall Horan. Don't you know him?"
"Y-Yes, but he's not here. I'm his agent and as his agent I cant have you speak to him for personal and emotional reasons."
"Well, tell him that there's someone important waiting to him." She hung up as I looked up at her.
"Any luck?"
"Nope." She shook her head. "None at all."
"Excuse me." There was a knock on the door.
"Yes?"
"This was sent to Brooklyn Saige."
"That's me!" I smiled as she handed me the white teddy bear. I hugged it as ran my hand over the words written on the belly.
Open me. It said. I turned it on its back to see a zipper.
"Who's it from?"
"I don't know. I'm trying to see." I responded. I unzipped it to see a note. As I opened it, Ms. Partridge asked me again.
"Who's it from Saige?"
"I don't know. It's just a phone number and a picture, that's all." I looked at the 10 numbers that made out the phone number on the paper.
567-595-8670
I looked at the picture. It was not just any picture. It was my brown teddy bear with the white paws.
"Daddy" I whispered. "I have to use the bathroom, can I?"
"Of course, go ahead." she nodded. I leaped out of my chair and ran to Sabrina.
"Sabrina! Sabrina!" I ran to her.
"What?"
"I found my daddy."
"Really?" She smiled.
"Can I use your phone to call him?"
"Of course!" She handed me her phone, the same exact phone she got for her birthday last week.
This is finally it. I found my dad. He can take me home like I've always been dreaming of! I miss him so much! I just want to hug him tightly and tell him I love him more than anything in the world!
love and joy spread across my face as I typed in the number.
567-595-8670
I was extremely nervous. As came back into reality, I realized I was shuddering. My thoughts got to me.
what do I say to him? Will he recognize me? Will he even remember me? Does he even want you? What if he doesn't like you? Shut up Brooke! He loves you!
Ring... Ring... Ring
oh god. Here I go, I'm going to talk to my daddy for the first time in years.
It kept ringing until it went to voicemail.
Please leave a message for Niall Horan. I heard the voicemail say. I heard his voice, I heard my daddy's voice for the first time in years.
Hey, this is Niall, sorry I cant come to the phone right now, but please leave a voicemail. He says.
"Come on daddy, you're killing me, pick up the phone." I said. "I cant leave a voicemail, I want to talk to you." I hit the call button again.
Ring... Ring... Ring
"Come on daddy, pick up" I whispered.
Ring... Ring... Ring...
Hey, this is Niall, sorry I cant come to the phone right now, but please leave a voicemail.
I sighed.
"Great." I looked up at the ceiling.
Ring!... Ring!... Ring!
Huh? I'm not calling him again, he wont even answer his phone.
RIng!... Ring!... Ring!
I looked down at the pink IPhone.
567-595-8670 I gasped.
"Daddy!" I loudly whispered. "Daddy." I held my heart as I took a deep breathe. "This is it." I finally let out as I answered. I placed the phone up to my ear. There was a long break of silence before someone broke it, and it wasn't me.
"Hello?"
My lips were sealed but I still covered my mouth in shock.
"Hello?" He said confused.
Daddy...
"Okay, whoever you are, this isn't funny and I-"
"Daddy?" I finally spit out.
"Brooklyn?"
AUTHOR'S NOTE
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