Hope | Two √

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My mom's words, made me panic. Mentally. I just stood there staring into the eyes of the woman who had left me at the heartsville orphanage doorstep. I couldn't believe she was standing right in front of me. The only thing that bothered me was the fact that she was alone. Where's my biological dad? Is he dead? Did they get a divorce? Is he on some kind of business travel thing or something?

"Sweetheart? Are you ok?" my adoptive mom asks. But I couldn't get out of my trance, it was like I was trapped inside my mind.

"Jessica, are you alright?" Faith asked. Finally I got out of my trance and nodded. I felt a tear coming down my right cheek, and couldn't control myself and ran off heading upstairs to my room where the girls were waiting. As I walk in, I shut the door and sit down at the edge of my bed.

I'm still mentally panicking. Which makes me start to feel sick and eventually I start breathing heavily. The girls notice and start to surround me. "Get... My.... Pump..." I say through huge gasps, attempting to catch my breath. As Gabi hands me my pump, I pump three times and finally start to calm down.

"What's wrong?" Lucy asked. "What made you panic this way?"

"My mom is downstairs..." I respond, still catching my breath. "We know that... She's downstairs with your Dad and some lady..." Natasha explains.

"Yeah, and are you crying?" Gabi asks.

"You don't understand, that Lady is my biological mother..."

When I say that. They just stare at me in shock, perhaps even trying to figure out what to say. Then I remember the picture and rush to go get it in my closet. I had made a special shoe box, that I place all my memories in. I had placed it there.

As I find it, I just stare at it. It can't be her. How did she find me? Where did she come from? Where did she go after abandoning me? Why did she leave me? Better yet, why did they leave me?

All these questions that right now only she can answer. All these questions that I don't have the courage to ask. All these questions that if I ask them, how will she react? Will it be impolite and selfish to ask them?

Yet, I won't find out if I don't ask...
What do I do?

"Girls what do I do?"

"Just go up to her and talk to her... She is your mom..." Natasha responds. She's right. I need to just go up to her and talk to her.

So with that I walked downstairs and spoke. Normally.

"Sorry, I ran out like that. I was just a little nervous mixed with shock and excitement... So let me start over... Hi, my name is Jessica and I'm your daughter."

"Well, Jessica, my name is Faith. I'm your mom. Pleasure to meet you."