Isadora-Tnn

11. Deserved truth

"Isadora" she's looking right at me. I never thought this would happen, not here, not like this. I never even expected to see her again, I thought she was gone. And now 21 years later she's standing there staring right at me. And she's beautiful.

I snapped back into reality when I heard Marjorie gasp,
"Oh my god" I take no notice of her remark and just look at the woman in front of me.
"I, h- Mia?" Reecey stumbles on his words and I look over at him, "how could you keep this from me?"
"You didn't know?" Isadora asks him and he shakes his head,
"Father?" Roger clears his throat, "you knew this whole time?"
"Dad? The man stays silent, of bloody cause.

I don't really think anyone knows what to say, I certainly don't.
"Um, maybe we should take this somewhere more private?" Charlotte suggests. My sweet Charlotte. I can tell by her face she is confused. And most likely hurt too. I never told her about Isadora. I didn't even know she was my daughter until I saw that picture. Then I saw her here going into a private room. I thought I was going crazy, until she ran out with Roger behind her onto the balcony.

Charlotte and I wanted to see the commotion and we stood in the doorway, no one even noticed us until I spoke up.

"Yeah" Reecey nodded. Oh god, how am I supposed to explain this? Do I really have to relive everything that happened? I suppose Reecey deserves to know, he always did. But it's a lot more complicated than that.

My eyes are locked onto the brunette, she looks just like me before it all happened. Let's just say I changed alot. But she's just like a mirror of my teenage years.

Braking the eye contact, I stand tall and turn around to walk back into the venue with the rest following. I guess this is happening.

...

We moved to a room away from the party, it's quiet. Too quiet. Marjorie and Char had sat down on one of the sofas, Winter on the chair opposite and Autumn on the arm rest. Reece was pacing like an idiot. I don't know why he can't just sit still for five bloody minutes. Roger stood in the corner and I looked at him. He has those warning eyes. The look he used to give me as some kind of threat or reminder that he can control me.

I leant back on the wall and watched as Isaorda sat down on the other sofa. She's looking at Reece. I can't read her face but I'm guessing she's questioning how she has been working with him not knowing he is her father.

It's too quiet. I don't know what to say, Reece is silently overthinking everything but his pacing is stressing me out. I look over at Charlotte. She's looking at the floor and holding her hands, she feels awkward, I can tell.

All I can hear is Reece's footsteps. They are annoying. Back and forth back and forth. For gods sake.

"Reece would you bloody stand still" he stops and looks at me. I've always been able to read him like a book. He's hurt, stressed, overthinking the last 21 years.
"21 years" he speaks. "21 years you didn't tell me we had a child? I had a child? Out there in the world and I didn't even know" he's never looked at me like this. After everything we went through since we were children, after finding out everything I did ok prom night, even then, he's never looked at me like this. He's angry and hurt. I hurt him.

"I know" you wouldn't think it would affect me so much, looking at Reece like this. I've done so much to hurt him and Autumn over the years. The only two people who actually bothered to care about me. And I was so awful to them both. But this? This doesn't even compare.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He questions, his voice has softened now, what do I even say?
"It's complicated"
"Complicated? Are you serious?" And he's angry again. I can't do this. I pull myself off of the wall and glance at Roger before looking back at Reecey,
"Yes, complicated. I was a 16 year old girl who had no one. So when I say it's complicated it's fucking complicated, okay?"
"Mia" Charlotte speaks softly. She's not mad, she's not annoyed. She didn't call me Amelia.

I release I breath and walk over to the sofas. They are in an L shape with the sofa chair opposite the one Marjorie and Char are sat on. I sit down on the edge and Char reaches out her hand on the arm rest which I hold tightly.

I understand his anger I do, I'd hate me too. I do hate me. Come one Mia stop being so pathetic!
"I'm sorry, this is a little stressful for me too you know"

"Well you kept our kid a secret for 21 years. Imagine how I feel"
"I didn't think you needed to know"
"She's my daughter I had every right to know?"
"I was protecting you"
"From what?!" I look over at Roger. His arms are crossed and he's giving me that glare. The warning not to say another word. But he can't control me anymore. The truth has to come out eventually.

I'm guessing everyone else saw the intense glare between us too because Reece sighed as sat down on the table and Marjorie started shaking her head
"Father?" Autumn spoke up,
"I don't know what she's talking about"
"Yes you do" she speaks. "You tried to pay me off to leave here tonight. You knew everything" he doesn't say anything.

"I can't believe this" Reece mumbles and strokes a hand through his hair. I feel Char squeeze my hand tighter and I look at her with a soft smile. She has the prettiest eyes, eveytime I look at her it just instantly calms me, I don't even understand it myself. She's my comfort. She nods slightly and I know what she means. I know what I have to do.

"Reecey" I speak up again and he lifts his head to look at me, "I'm sorry. I am" I'm serious. I hate that I hid this for so long. But I thought she was dead, what was the point in telling him? It would only hurt him more.

I turn my head to look at her,
"I am sorry. You deserve an explanation, both of you" am I prepared for this? No. Do I know how to word this? Not at all. But they do deserve the truth.