Taylor
When I arrive back to my house, I realize that my sisters car is parked in the driveway. This night couldn't have gotten any better. Don't get me wrong I love my sister, but I just wanna go into my bed and cry, then eventually fall asleep. When I enter the house Kayla embraces me with a hug. I start to cry again because my emotions are everywhere. She pulls back and looks me dead in the eye. "Let's go for a drive." When those words left her mouth I couldn't help but smile.
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"So are you going to tell me what's got you all upset?" I nod my head while taking in a deep breath. I'm not sure how she's going to react to this, especially since we haven't seen each other in awhile. "Here it goes."
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It's hard to read my sisters face; I'm not sure if she's confused or sympathetic. "And you went to his house to confront him, and he brushed you off?" I nod my head in response.
"Well first he's being an asshole. Second, you did tell me he had problems an-"
"Are you making excuses for him?"
"No! Let me finish. Yes he has problems, that still doesn't give him any reason to treat you the way he did. But he did try to talk to you were leaving?"
"Yeah, I didn't want to hear anymore. He had his chance when I first went up there, but no." I huff in annoyance.
"I don't know what to say other then this: he clearly has deeper issues with his life Taylor. He has walls that are built up, and I don't think anyone has pushed him, until you. This no excuse for what he has done, but you have to keep in mind that he's troubled." I let out sigh because I know she's right, and I want to be super mad and now thats dissolving
"I just need some space and time."
"I totally think that's a good idea." She gives me a small smile.
"I forgot how much I missed you." I engulfed her into a hug.
"Can I ask you something?" I ask while I pull away.
"Sure, anything."
"How is dad not my dad?"
Her smile instantly drops at my question. She takes a deep breath before talking.
"Well mom and dad had a falling out and split up for a few months, and mom met this dude. Once she found out she was pregnant she went back to dad and they just got back together." She explains.
"It's crazy to think that I grew up knowing one thing, but it was the complete opposite."
"It shouldn't change anything."
"It doesn't, he's my dad. Nothing will change that. It's just that." I pause, trying to gather my thoughts to not make them seem all jumbled.
"It's just that, I wonder who he is. And do I have any other siblings? Do we look alike? How did he take the news of mom leaving and cutting him out? I just have so many questions."
Kayla lets out a long frustrated sigh. "I shouldn't be telling you this but..."
"Tell me what?"
"His name is Chris. And thats all I know about him, so don't ask me anything else, and don't tell mom I told you."
I pull her into another hug. "Thank you." I muffle into her shoulder. Just knowing his name gives me some peace. I'm not sure if I want to know who he is, I don't know if I want to meet him; but if I do one day, I know she'll be there with me every step of the way.
