Finding My Person and My Reason

Chapter 10: Great morning to awful night

*Hopes point of view*

I left Alex's house around 4 this morning so I could sneak back into mine before my mom was up. Mom shortly came into my room after I had gotten back into my own bed.

"Look I know you weren't home last night, if you were at Alexander's I am not mad."

"How did you know?"

"Honey for one you ain't the quietest, for two I was a teenager once deep in love..."

I can see hurt in her eyes. I wonder if it's because of my father?

"Mom why was dad like that toward me?" 

I see a tear run down her face. I wonder what is really going on.

"Well I guess it's time you learn the truth, Elijah is not your father." (GHASP'S)

"Your real father was my first love, and he loved you from the minute you were born. Your real father died a couple of weeks after you were born, he ran into the neighbors house after it caught fire. He got the little girl out, but when he went back in he never came out. I met Elijah after I moved back home, my father was like Elijah so he introduced us. At first he wasn't rude or mean, but after time it was like he flipped a switch. It was around your first birthday that it all started. I thought until recently I was too weak to leave him. But the other day when you tried to stick up to him I thought I should be brave too. I went to the lawyer that day and filed for divorce. He didn't even show up to court so everything was left to me."

This is all so overwhelming, first my father ain't my father. Then I find out he died being a hero. Also tha mom finally left that no good for nothing Elijah. All because of me. I never thought I would inspire anyone.

"Thank you for telling me momma."

I pull her into a hug and we hug forever. I wish I could've met my real dad.

"Mom, do you have photos of my real dad, if so can I see them please?"

"Of course dear."

With that she led me to her room and she handed me a photo album she had hidden away. She showed me picture after picture. We got to the one photo where he was holding me right after birth. Momma took the album from me and slid the photo out of the protective cover.

"Here I want you to have the only photo I have of y'all together."

She hands me the photo and I burst into tears. I have his eyes and his hair. Mom hugs me and starts telling me everything about him. I can see why she fell in love with him. He loved to read and draw, he had a hard start in life but he didn't let them bring him down. She even said he went into a job where he rebuilt homes for people who lost their home to weather related or what not reasons.

It was about 8:30 so I texted Alex telling him everything. When I didn't get anything back I just told myself he was still asleep. But 12 o'clock came around and still nothing, I noticed he read the message but never answered. So I sent him another.

H: Is everything ok?

And again he read. Ok then maybe he's busy with his dad... that has to be it he wouldn't ignore me for no reason right? No I am right he wouldn't. Time has come and gone. It's now around 6 p.m and nothing. So I have decided to walk to his house to check on him.

"Hey mom I will be back in a few. I'm going to Alex's for a sec."

"Ok hon just be back before 10, I need your help tomorrow"

With that I walk out the door and begin my journey (short walk) to his house. When I get to his house I notice a different car parked in the front of his house. I knocked on the door and his dad answered, invited me in and told me I could wait in Alex's room for him to be back soon. Ok weird no snarky comment or anything, he seemed oldly nice. Anyways I got upstairs and heard laughter from the bathroom in Alex's room. Umm ok.... I was not ready for the blow that was going to walk out his bathroom...... ok it was more like an 18 wheeler being driven by Satan himself that hit me. Afterall I let him in....I told him everything.......