Chapter Twenty-Six

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"Rachel, are you ok, you haven't said a word" my dad asked me

I was quietly and slowly setting up the table for dinner with Finn tonight. I still couldn't stop thinking about her.

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Flashback to earlier

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"Did you ever regret it?" I first spoke after she told me who she was

We were sitting so far apart, but yet, close enough,

"Yes.....and no, and so much more" she explained

I just sat there, unsure do what to say next. I had so many questions,

"How did you find me?" I asked
"I saw you perform at sectionals, you were extraordinary, you were me," she shrugged

I just nodded my head in understanding. So I came into view because I was talented, not because she missed me or anything.

"Did it hurt, when you gave me up?" I asked
"It's like the fisher kings wound, it never heals" she explained all dramatic

She shook her head an turned to face me,

"Enough about me, what about you? How do you feel?" She asked

I didn't know what else to say other than,

"Thirsty"

She looked confused so I started explaining,

"When I was little and I would get sad, my dads would bring me a glass of water, it happened so much that they didn't know wether I was sad or just.....thirsty"

She looked at me with sad eyes and unsteadiness, so sort of like how I'm feeling. Than all of a sudden she stands up and starts talking to herself,

"I shouldn't have done this," she mumbled

She turned to me,

"This was suppose to feel good, we were suppose to have some kind of run into each other arms moment, this is all wrong," she explained

I just sat there. I don't know what to say. She looks for me, and she finds me, and she doesn't want me.

"Look I'm sorry Rachel," she tells me while walking out "I'm so sorry,"

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End of flashback

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"Rachel!" I hear my dad yell

I turn to face him and I feel so lost.

"Are you sure you're ok? Maybe we can do dinner some other time," my dad asks me

I don't know why but I blurt out,

"I found Shelby!"

Then I run to my room. I feel so confused and sad and angry, I don't want to cry, I've cried over my unknown mother too many times. So I just lay on my bed. What's the point in wasting my tears? Especially on some one who doesn't, nor ever, wanted me?

But I most definitely cannot have dinner with Finn, so I'm just going to text him,

👑Rachela😎⭐️: hey, don't come over tonight, dinner's canceled

I immediately get a text back,

FinnyD💙😜🎶: oh ok, but is everything ok? Do you need me to come over anyway?

I smile, he's so sweet, but he doesn't need to be wrapped up in all of my drama

👑Rachela😎: no, it's fine, I'll see you tomorrow

Then I put my phone away. I can't talk to him, at least not right now. As I lay on my bed I hear a knock, then my door opens to reveal my dads.

I don't bother to say anything or do anything. I just sit there. I know it's not their fault, but, well I just don't know.

"Rachel, we're sorry we didn't tell you sooner" my dad explains

Don't say anything,

"Please say something," daddy pleads

I look at them and I try not to give any attitude but I simply say

"Can you please just leave me alone"

They nod and slowly walk out, before they completely leave they turn to me,

"We just want to let you know, we're here if you need anything"

I don't share anything and they walk out closing my door. I have no words to express the way I'm feeling. In fact, I just feel nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

I don't know how long I was laying down but I hear a tap on my window balcony and I look and see Finn. It's dark out so I let him in.

"Finn what are you doing here? If my dads catch you in here they'll flip" I whisper
"You didn't respond to my texts, I got worried" he answers

I just show a small smile, I'm glad that he cares.

"Are you ok?" He asks as I lay down on my bed and i say,

"I just need you to hold me and tell me everything is going to be ok"

I feel him lay down and wrap his arms around me,

"Everything's going to be ok, I promise" he assures me
"Promise?" I whisper
"I promise" he answers

Then slowly I fall asleep in his warm embrace.

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