Lexa

Chapter 1

Hi,everyone. Thank you for choosing this book. It's my first time writing, so give it a chance it might be a little boring in the beginning. Please be patient.

Lexa's pov

"Child, open your eyes . Do you hear me?" After that, all I heard was an annoying beeping sound, but I was too tired to open my eyes, and when I finally opened them, it was on a Thursday morning. That day, it was raining non-stop.

When I was awake, there were several nurse and doctor in the room at that moment, nothing matter, and all I wanted to know was if my mom was okay.

The nurse that was next to me fed me some water as my hands were weak.
My thoart hurt so bad,and I wasn't able to talk. Then the doctor said that I would need to rest a little more before I started to move they gave me an injection and my eyelids become so heavy after a little while and I was barely able to keep my eye open so I let myself fall a sleep.

2 days later

After I woke up, I was told that my mom was no more and that I was in a coma for 3 months, and we are now in May. My birthday has already passed.
It was like several waves came at me all at once and crushed everything for a whole day. I sat in my hospital bedroom. I had no reaction at all cause it was too much to handle all at once.

As I was still I minor and I had no family, their was only one option left to contact my father or I would go in a foster home.

I never met my father,he was someone that my mother never mentioned. She never talked bad about him but neitger did she like to talked anything related to him so she would most of the time ignore the question i ask and with time I learnt to stop asking those questions and my father remain a mystery to me someone that i knew nothing about nor have i saw him, he was just distance stranger related by blood for me and someone that I should never talked about or be curious about with my mom.

If i wanted my mom to cuddle me to sleep and not sit on the front porch with a can of beer in her hand, then I should start to be less curious about my father.

So today, when I heard about that choice, my curiosity got the best of me, and I wasn't going to let that chance pass me. So after one week, the decision was made that I would be reunited with my father.

2 weeks later

I was back at home, and I was packing my bag. Their was dust on the surface everywhere, but everything was arranged in their own place. Nothing was moved.

I barely had many clothes, so my bag was packed quickly, and then I took a bath.

Outfit:

1 hour later

I was in a taxi and was on my way to have my first flight, I was listening to some music as we had around one hour to reach the airport.

Their was one police officer who came with me and helped me with a lot of the paperwork.

It was around 8:00 pm

I was finally in New york
My heart was beating so fast,the fact that I was going to see my father for the first time in my life both scared me and made me impatient whoever their is one  question that has been on my mind. What will my father think of me? Will he loathe me for being my mother's daughter? Will he hate my eye because they look his my mom, or will he like them because they look like my mom.
Will he even notice me? My hair is plain brown. Will he even wonder what i was doing all these years, or does he hate that much that he did even try to meet me once

All these questions can all, and suddenly, I was pulled out of this thought.

"Miss, we have arrived,"said a man in his 40. I give him a small smile and get out of the car, and when I finally get out and I am standing in front of his house at this moment, I wonder how rich this man is.

The house:

The house so massive, and their was a garden with multiple flowers. And at that moment, I thought to myself, did  he already move on maybe he have a family on his own a wife a child and what if my coming here disturb his life would he hate me for that does he even want me here or would it be better if I just go back and tell them to put me In a foster house.