Living As The Lost Daughter

Chapter 2

"What?! Seriously?!" I started to freak out. "What the f-"

"Language." Miss Richard said sternly.

"No no. This can't be my mother. I thought she stopped trying ages ago." I felt like I was going to pass out. I just got told my mother was here with two other people but Miss Richard said it wasn't my father, so that but I was relived about. I was worry if she still loved me. Does she? What if she walks away? Will she take me back? If so will I still be able to go to school with Shakirah?

"Please stop freaking out. Just go talk to her. See what she has to say." Miss said. I walk slowly to the door, clutching my necklace for good luck. I knock before walking in. Once I'm in I hear a gasp or maybe two. I look at them and take in all of their features. There was a woman, presumably my mum, who looked in her mid forties, a girl who looked like my mum and was probably in her twenties and a boy that looked like..me. How?

"Um, hello. I'm Amelia." I said trying to be polite. They all laughed at me. I was confused for a moment 'till I realised what they were laughing at. I just said my name like they didn't know but obviously they knew, they were family, I think.

"Obviously, we know who you are. You are our sister." The boy said, gesturing to him and the girl. "I'm Drake and this is Natalie." He could be the boy in my locker.

"Oh my gosh! You look gorgeous. You've still got the locket." She gushed. Me and mum do look alike but Natalie looks more like mum than I do. "You've clearly got a question you want to ask, so ask away."

"Um. Is Drake, um the boy in , er my locket?" I ask cautiously.

"Yeah he is. It's because he is your twin." She said rather quickly. Seriously? Is she being serious? Is this a prank? If it's true, that's why he looks like me. Or the other way around. Why didn't they put him up for adoption? There's so many questions.

"Not trying to be rude or anything but, um, why didn't you put Drake up for adoption like me?" I nervously fiddle with the cold metal around my neck.

"You may want to sit down." She glides her hand to a chair and I walk over and sit on a chair closer to me. "Well your father wanted a boy ever since we had Natalie and we didn't know we were having twins as they couldn't see one of you and we wanted the gender to be a surprise. Once I gave birth to Drake your father was over the moon. The moment they said I wasn't finished was exciting for me but your father didn't hear as he was too busy faffing around with Drake. But once he saw me giving birth again he freaked. He kept saying stuff such as, 'We are not keeping that one' or shouting 'How could you mess the scan up?' at the doctors. I knew it wasn't the hospitals fault it was just the way you guys were in my womb. I'm so sorry for not coming sooner. Did you keep the letter?" I nodded. Drake and Natalie looked confused. "Should we go home now?" I don't know who she was directing it to as she was looking at me.

"Okay. I will see you soon though. Won't I?" I cautiously ask. Mum..that word seems foreign to me. She smiled at me.

"You don't want to come home." Um, well this just got awkward. She doesn't know does she? Obviously it's because I haven't told her.

"I do. It's jut that I've got, um, dance practice." I gradually got quieter hoping they don't make fun of me.

"I thought you did some sort of sport with your body shape." Natalie gushes.

I get a ride from my mum to the studio. They were blasting Heartbreak Girl by 5 Seconds of Summer. I walked into the changing rooms. I got changed into a leotard that had Taylor 25 in bold letters on the back, custom made, and black leggings underneath. I started to sing along to the song so softly it was barely audible.

"I dedicate this song to you
The one who never sees the truth
That I can take away your hurt
Heartbreak girl
Hold you tight straight through the daylight
I'm right here when you gonna realise
That I'm your cure
Heartbreak girl

I bite my tongue
But I wanna scream out
You could be with me now
But I end up telling you what you wanna hear-" I got cut of singing by someone to hugging me. I was about to scream but then I saw Joe. Wait! Joe? I thought he does football not dance m. Shakirah definitely does not dance.

Authors note:
A long time since I updated so I thought I would do one. I'm going to be deleting Surviving The Brothers as I'm not into that story anymore and I love this story and this one will be updated every 2 weeks. Hopefully!

Until next time, My Lovelies xxx

Lilo xx