The Wolves That Sing | Sing 2 Fanfiction

Chapter 7: Date Night! Party Night!

Y/N's Pov.

"Still, I can't believe that our little boy is going on his first date!" My mom rhapsodized excitedly as she followed me down the stairs, my dad following behind her as we finally made it to the front door. "Still, who's the lucky girl Y/N? You never told us the name of the pretty little lady lucky enough to go out with our son." My dad asked between chuckling and I blushed a bit, knowing that I'm the lucky one here.

"Porsha Crystal! The one and only!" I said and though my parents gave themselves a worried grimace, their faces quickly changed back to what they were before. "That's great! Look at you, dating a rich girl!" My dad exclaimed, ruffling my hair as my mom jumped up and down like an excited little girl. "Yeah well, let's hope her old man doesn't find out about this. God knows he would never let it down." I said as I was honestly anxious about meeting her dad, knowing the guy is insane when it came to Porsha's dating life, and I should know.

From what I've heard in the past, many boys around the school said stories of what happened to the guys who dared to ask Porsha out. Some said that her dad didn't want her hanging around boys because of the superstition of getting pregnant or taken advantage of, and of course, being a single father, I don't think anyone could blame him, but at the same time, everyone agreed that his scare tactics were rather too extreme.

"Well, as long as you two kids are happy, then that's all that matters to us Y/N." My mom said, embracing me tightly. I smiled albeit a bit awkwardly as hugging my parents is usually not something that happens daily, it just happens at rare times.

"Thanks...mom." I said, hugging her in return as I enveloped my arms around her torso, positioning myself snugly in her embrace as my dad hugged the both of us at the same time, given that he was huge and muscular. "I love--" I was about to say it, but once again, it just never came...

I hated myself right away for still resisting wanting to say what I want to say, especially that. It seems as though my throat only clogs up whenever it comes to saying that exact sentence. I don't understand why, I mean, it's clear that I do so why is it discouraging me from saying it?

Is it because of the way I thought of them when I first came to their home? Is it because they're not my real parents? Honestly, I want to stop being stopped from saying it, but no matter how much I try to say it, my voice box just keeps stopping me from saying it and I just don't know why.

I guess, deep down, my love for my real parents just still held within me even when I don't even know what they look like or what their real names are. I don't even love them because I have no reason to, I never even met them in the past several years of my life so why can't I move on from them and settle with my true parents? Why is it so difficult for me to just cave in and tell them that I love them? Why can't I just say it without holding back? The answer better comes now because I won't give up until I say it.

All this time I was suppressing what I felt for my parents. I kept making it seem like I didn't like them when deep down I did love them for taking me in even though I wasn't the kind of child no family would want. They didn't give up on me and instead did the best they could for me even when it was clear I didn't deserve it. They have a heart larger than a whale, and I'm not ashamed to admit that because my heart can't compete with theirs. They still love me even when I didn't do anything to deserve their love, and all this time I've been doing nothing but taking advantage of it and treating it as if it never happened, and all I can do is hate myself as retribution.

I don't deserve any of this. I don't deserve these parents. I don't deserve their love and I don't deserve any of the things I've been getting. But I still cherish it because this is the only good thing that happened in my miserable life and I have to embrace it as much as I can or otherwise it'll all disappear and all of the despair I endured will be for nothing.