Secrets, Dnf.

chapter 4

George's POV

It was another 2 hours before I finally got discharged. My sister drove me home and unfortunately had to leave because she had to head back to HQ. So I was left on my own in the house. I decided I would clean up the house as it was a complete mess because I hadn't cleaned it properly for a good 3 months. I had cleaned it but I only picked up rubbish. The last time I did properly clean up was just before my anxiety got really bad. We don't talk about the last time I actually had a deep clean and chucked stuff out because that was at least 4 years ago. So I decided today I would do a massive clean out. I knew I had time because it was only 6.30am and I knew I would have energy because I did sleep for a while in the hospital.

With that being said I decided to start with the living room, because when people visit they go straight to the living room. Well I had 2 things motivating me to do it. One being the fact I don't know when anyone will come to visit me, and 2 being it was like a tip (landfill). So I started by moving all of my boxes that were in the living room into the hall. That freed up about 75% of the living room. Purely because I had used the living room as storage for the last however long. You could sit on the couch but you were very squished. It was remarkable when I did sit down on the couch a couple of days ago. That was because it was the first time in at least 4 months where I had sat down on that couch.

Once I moved the boxes I began to to sort through all the boxes an I organised them so that I would be able to find stuff quicker. I did check out a lot of stuff which was extremely good. When going through all of the boxes I found stuff from my childhood or my early adulthood. It was great to bring back all the good memories and not just have memories of all the bad things that happened to me. I did see a few photos and decided to keep them purely because they had my birth family in them. I was adopted at age 7 when my whole family apart from me my dad and my sister was killed. At age 9 I was brought back into my Dad's care until age 13 then I got adopted into my current family and my sister didn't so that's when I lost contact with her. She was 13 when the accident happened. She had brown  (I think anyway) hair and she looked exactly like mum. I on the other hand was a mix. I had my mum's eyes and my dad's face. I always wonder what It would've been if that didn't happen. I was so young at the time. We were in our dads care until I hit 13. The worst year of my life. My sister moved out to college at age 17 and I have never seen her since. 

After seeing all those pictures I decided to try and track her down. I first went to my old case worker and asked her if she had any idea where my birth sister was, but she had no idea. Apparently the last time she heard from her was when she got a job at age 18.

So I went to the police and asked them to help me find her. I explained everything to them and I even had to get a DNA swab but it turns out she was living in America with a kid. Apparently her kid was 14. The same age as Lily. They gave me a phone number. So I decided to call it. 

"Hello?" The voice said.

"Uhm hello" I reply. Very nervously.

"Who is this?" The voice replied.

"My name is George Davidson. I am your birth brother." I say with a little shake in my voice 

"No way. I haven't heard anything from you for a long time. " she sounded genuinely surprised. Which I was glad about. 

"uhm, so I wanted to maybe talk to you again if that's OK." I was worried about what she might say, but her response was perfect... 

"of course I would love to get to my little bro better especially after not seeing him for 14 years."

I was so happy to hear that she would like to talk to me again. 

"there is a few things you should know. Such as I have a daughter and her name is Alexandra but she goes by Alex and she's 14, two I am a very famous singer." I froze for a minute. Both of us are famous. 

"That's absolutely amazing. I would love to meet you guys sometime, and I think I have the perfect time. Just after my birthday. So realistically speaking in a few weeks." I say as I was extremely hyped up to meet them. I also had an even better idea. Of course They would have to be alright with it but, I was thinking about bringing my adoption family to meet them because I though they would get on really well. 

" that is a great time and maybe if your OK with it, I know we just reunited but you could maybe come to my concert and preform with me?" I was genuinely surprised but I would be lying if I said that I wasn't looking forward to seeing my little sister after 14 years and meeting my niece. All I hope is she is nice. 

For the rest of the call we talked about me meeting them and telling Alex who I am and explaining to her the plan. 

I got off the call at about noon so I went to make myself lunch and I continued to tidy up. I got A LOT done with in the time I had.  Put it this way at the start the living room was filled with boxes and rubbish, so if anyone was to come over they wouldn't be able to sit in the living room because only one of us would be able to sit in however we would've been very squished,but now I don't have that problem. I got rid of 8/11 of the boxes the other three were in the attic and it was streaming stuff, paperwork and childhood/ early adulthood stuff. 

It was about 10pm when I finished so decided to get some sleep because I knew I would be woken up extremely early tomorrow morning saying it was my birthday. 

That is the worst part of birthdays. Waking up extremely early and not getting a break. 

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Ok I'm just going to explain what happened between George and his sister in this story.

So them and their family got into a cat accident when George was only 7 and his sister was 13. They lost everyone but their dad and they were adopted into the same family at ages 7 and 13. They lived there for two years before their Dad took them back into his care. George's sister moved out at age 17 when he was aged 11 and then everything changed for him at age 13. Age 15 he was adopted into his current family.