Cry baby (Peter pan ouat)

Pity Party

Finally, after ten years of begging the adoption agency, I have gotten the name and address of my biological parents. When I was born my parents put me in an adoption center due to their small budget and lack of skills as parents. Ever since I found out that I could get my birth records when I was seven, I have been begging,pleading and crying for them. Last month I was given information on my father and my birth certificate.

My birth certificate told me my real name, father, and birthday. Unfortunately, the name put as mother said Jane Doe, meaning my mother did not want to be known as my mother. But that was okay because I still had my father, whom I sent an invitation to my seventeenth birthday party, which was today. I was excited to get to know my birth father. Life has been tough since the moment I was born, being moved from house to house, depression, anxiety, and a lack of friends. I was trying to be okay and this was my start to a happily ever after.

An hour had passed from the time of the party was supposed to start, but I'm sure he'll come. Two hours, he probably had to come from somewhere far away. Three hours, it's probably traffic. Four hours, maybe he misread the time. Five, what if he doesn't want me, what if I wasn't good enough. Six hours, why did I even think he would want me, that I was good enough, or even able to be loved. I had tears streaming down my face in the cafe I had book. I mean it is my party I can cry if I want. This birthday party is now officially my pity party.

After an hour of crying and stuffing my face with cake, I got a text message from an unknown number.
From: ###~###~####
To: Me
Come to Storybrooke, now.

I immediately grabbed my bag filled with clothes, my iPod, headphones, Chargers, and around $300.

Storybrooke was the town next door, I could walk there. I began a timer to see how long it would take. As I walked I stared at the stars and how there was an abundance of them all together. They were beautiful.

~~Skip rest of walk~~
I stood in front of the border between my town and Storybrooke. I stopped the timer and saw it was a thirty minute walk.

To:###~###~####
From:Me
I am at the boarder. Where would you like to meet?
From:###~###~####
To:Me
Granny's, it's just down the street to the right.

I walked into the small, cozy cafe called Granny's their was only a handful of people there, but immediately I knew which one was my dad. He was sat at a booth all alone, staring at his phone with a couple of beers.

I slide into the booth and he finally looked up from the phone. "Celestia, how nice to finally meet you"