More Than a Soldier

Chapter 56 - We're her parents

Y/n's POV:

Standing outside my parent's house, I've never been so nervous. After the excitement of securing the café and kick starting some of the things we need, my mind has returned to the matter of my biological parents. I'm here to talk to my actual parents. Not only to tell them what's going on, but also because I need them right now. But I'm worried about how they're going to react. I don't want them to think that I want to replace them. They are and always will be my parents.

Taking a deep breath, I raise my fist and knock on their door. I wait nervously as I hear shuffling around behind the door. I purposely came during the day, knowing the kids are at school and mum and dad are having some time off at the moment. My heartrate increases when the door swings open and I'm met by my mum.

"Y/n! What a nice surprise. Please come in sweetheart." She greets me, pulling me into a hug and shutting the door behind us. I slip my shoes off and, in this time, mum has clearly picked up on my nerves and places a hand on my shoulder. "Is everything ok?" She asks me with a concerned. "Uh, is dad here? I need to talk to you both." I respond, aware that it won't have helped to calm her fears. She nods and calls out to dad.

When he sees me, a smile instantly forms on his face, and I melt into his arms. "What's wrong sweetie?" He asks me, clearly seeing the state I'm in, and I let out a sigh. "Could we talk?" I ask them and dad directs me into the living room, his arm still around my shoulder.

Mum appears to the side of me, and hands me a glass of water that I gratefully take and take a couple of big gulps from. "Thank you." I smile, placing the glass on the side table as they get comfortable on the sofa opposite. "Ok. This is really hard for me, and I would appreciate if you could let me finish first so I can get it all out first." I request and they both nod.

I take a moment to observe their looks. They both look worried, and it doesn't help to make me feel any better. Then I remember what Scarlett reassured me. These are my parents, they love me. They're going to be here for me. "I had a phone call a couple of days ago from social services back in England. They called to inform me that my biological parents had been in contact and want to meet." I start. They both gasp as dad's hand runs through his hair. "What?!" He says harshly as mum places her hand on his knee and shakes her head.

Listening to the silent command he stops and allows me to carry on. "They have done a DNA test and compared it to a sample they took from me when I was left at the hospital as a baby. It was a match." I share, my eyes flicking between the two of them, hoping to get any read off of either of them. Mum, I can see is holding back her emotion, letting me talk first. Dad on the other hand looks almost angry.

"It's a huge shock to me and it's taken me a little while to get my head around it and decide what I want to do. I've spoken with Scarlett about it, and I need answers. I need closure. So, I've decided that I'm going to meet with them. But..." Before I can finish, Dad stands up and starts pacing. "Dad please." I say but he shakes his head. "No Y/n. You can't just turn up here and say you're going back to your biological parents. We've given you everything!" He shouts, his tone taking me by surprise.

"No. That is not what I'm doing. Please, you said you'd let me finish first. There is a lot I still have to say." I plead with him, but he shakes his head. "Robert, sit down and let her finish." Mum says firmly, trying to calm down the situation. "No. I'm not sitting here and listening to this. We're her parents. Not those assholes who abandoned her." He fumes. I go to talk again to try and explain to him that I agree but he storms out. "Dad please!" I cry after him, but the slamming of the door makes my body jolt.

I stand in shock at his response. I knew this would be difficult, but I didn't think he would react like this. I can feel the warmth of my tears on my cheeks. I can't lose my parents. As a small sobs wrack through my body, I feel a safe pair of arms wrap around me as my knees buckle. "Shush. It's ok my sweet girl. I'm here." Mum comforts me, gently pulling my head to her chest.