Jack
I run to my room and grab my bag and down to the basement to shove the pictures in my bag and back upstairs to Alyssa. "Jack, what's wrong. Why are we going to Mrs. S's?" She asks. "You'll see.." I say and walk out with her and lock the door. We run down to her house and knock on the door frantically. "Jack please calm down you're scaring me." She pleads.
I take a deep breath and Mrs. S opens the door. "Jack, you look like you've seen a ghost. Come in. You too Alyssa." We walk in and stand in the living room. "Is your husband here?" I ask. Just then he walks through the door. "Can we ask you a couple of questions?" I ask.
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Alyssa
Jack is off the walls. What is wrong with him? We all sit down and drink milk with cookies. "Can I know your first names?" He asks the couple. "My name is Maria." Mrs. S says. "And I'm James." Mr. S says. "Can I know your last name?" He asks and grabs his book bag. "Sumner." They say simultaneously. Jack looks at me.
"Alyssa. What I'm about to tell you. You can't hate me for. I'm really sorry." He tells me. Mrs. S pats my knee and smiles at me. I sat in between Mr. And Mrs. S and they took a deep breath as if I'm about to receive some life changing news. "Your name is not Alyssa." He says to me. "Okay," I laugh. "Be serious Jack." I then notice that I'm the only one laughing.
Before he tell me anything else the door flies open and we see Melissa. "Jack! Alyssa! What are you doing here? I told you to stay home. Your father is going to kill me." She yells. "Mom, I need your help." Jack says solemnly. Her mood changes quickly. "Alyssa needs your help." Melissa sits down on the other couch.
"Yesterday, when Alyssa was scared she told me why. I just told her it was fake and she shouldn't believe anything on the Internet. That's its all fake," Jack explains to his mom. "Alyssa told me she was adopted and that she never was told anything about her childhood. So we decided to look for things. You know boxes and pictures." Melissa nods.
"Jack you know it's not right to go through people's things." She says. "Mom if I didn't Alyssa will never know who she was and you'd be with someone who is sick. You could've possibly married him." He says. I automatically know he was talking about my dad. "Hey! My dad is not sick." I yell at him.
Melissa gestures for me to hush and to let him explain. "Anyways, Alyssa. You are not Alyssa Malik. Zayn is not your father." He says. "Well, I know that." I raise my hands. Jack hands Mr. S a picture. Then Mrs. S a picture, and lastly his mother. They all raise their hands to their mouths. I look at Jack I confusion.
"Lisa Sumner, meet your parents." He points at Mr. And Mrs. S. Or should I say my mom and dad. They hug me and cry. I look at the pictures. I was right. I knew I was right when I saw the picture yesterday. Melissa gives me a hug. "I'm so very sorry, Alyssa - Lisa." She corrects herself and hugs me. "Son, I'm so proud of you." She hugs him.
"What do I do now?...wait!" I stop myself. "You gave me up!" I yell at my mom and dad. "You didn't want me, so you left me on his doorstep. Why?" I cry. "Was I a teen pregnancy that you didn't want? Was I stressful?" I ask. Melissa hugs me and quiets my cries. "Listen to them Alyssa." She calls me by my fake name.
"I know you must love Zayn, he raised you. I do thank him for that because he has made you the beautiful smart woman you are today and for that I am grateful." She starts. "But this starts way before you were born....."
