I don't even know how my mom could lie to me for almost sixteen years. The funny thing is that all this time I had figured that I just didn't look like any of my parents. I had dark brown hair that I had died red as a dare during a sleepover two years ago and my eyes were a deep brown unlike both of my 'parents', or so they call themselves. Sometimes Brandon and Candice would joke around and ask me if I was adopted because I was always the odd one out, especially when we take family pictures and stuff like that. Jake and his parents had Blondel hair and blue eyes. So naturally People would ask questions like if I was adopted but I never took it seriously and when my mom would here stuff like this she would blank out for a bit and then snap back to reality.
I heard a knock at the door interrupting my thoughts. I shouted out a muffled "fuck off" due to my face being stuffed in my pillow and sat up. I look at the letter the stranger had given to me and stuffed it in under my pillow. Right now I wasn't in the right mindset to read it. I would takes a second look at when I was ready. I found an old duffle bag and began throwing random clothes some panties and bras along with a pair of socks and shoes. Right now I didn't really care about if the clothes I put in the bag matched. I head the door open to see my mom standing at the door with a tearstained face.
"Where are you going." she demanded
"None of your buisness." I shot back.
"Of course it is my buisness. I am your mother dammitt." My mother had tried to keep her voice down but had started to raise her voice. My eyes widened when I heard her curse for the first time but I quickly composed myself and chuckled.
"Well I don't know what type of mother lies to her daughter for sixteen fucking years." I stated grabbing the bag and my phone before going out my door walking right past her.
"Let me explain!" she called out to me. I honestly didnt want to hear it. I jogged down the stairs while my mom screamt for me to come back. Once I reached the door, I grabbed my keys and skateboard. Funny right?, I don't strike myself as a skater chick either. I skated to Candice's house and opened the door. Fun Fact about my best friend ; she never locks her front door during the day. Candice claims that if a robber would ever just "happen" to break in during the day she would kick them in the balls and mention that there isn't anything in their house that they would want to steal anyways.
I bounded up the stairs and didn't even bother knocking when I got to the door that spelt CANDICE in pink sparkly letters, I just walked in like I owned the place and flung my duffle bag on the brown wooden floor. Then I noticed that Candice and Brandon were sitting very close to each other on the fusha-pink floral bed. I cleared my throat and they instantly fat as far away from each other like I had told them that the other person had cooties.
Brandon stood up a second later blushing and mumbled something about having to do homework and left the room as fast as I came in. Candice and Brandon huh. Not bad, I just never thought they would get together. They both had a crush on each other for the longest time ever but neither of them knew about the others crush. I raised and eyebrow at Candice and she shrugged.
"Bitch, have you ever heard of knocking?" she asked using a joking tone. It was now my turn to shrugged.
"Knockings for amtures."
"Tushè" she agreed. We instantly started cracking up and I had forgotten about the whole situation until Candice brought it up again.
"So, what brings you to my humble domain?" Candice inquired and my eyes suddenly started to tear up. All this time i was just trying to be strong and not cry. l shook my head and jumped into her arms. I felt her tense underneath me and after a while she wrapped her arms around me while I sobbed in her shirt. I spilled out my heart and soul to her starting from the moment I saw that car parked outside. It's times like this you need a shoulder to cry on.
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SUP GUYS!!!! Its been two weeks and I have over 1000 reads!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know this is not the longest chapeter ever but I had so much dang homework. (I swear you have an extra day off and all the teachers use it as an exuse to give so much homework) I am so happy like y'all don't even know. This story is just for fun and if it suckes balls don't be surprised. UMMMMMMMM I don't even have anything else to say SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Ill halla at y'all later.
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