I was watching an episode of Buffy when the door burst open and Pj slammed a newspaper in my hands. I paused the show and looked at the paper. My parents had reported me missing and there were search parties looking for me now.
"You need to take a look at the mail" he said to me. He seemed very stressed out.
"Okay" I said nervously.
I left the room and we went to his office where he got out the papers and handed them to me. I opened the folder and took out the first letter. It talked about how this one guy knew about drug smugling that my parents were involved with. Another was about adoption and it had my name on it.
"What is this?" I said panicking a little bit.
"You were adopted." He said trying to figure out how I felt about it by looking at my facial expressions.
I looked at the paper and didn't see who my real parents were.
"Who are my parents?"
"I only know who your dad is"
"Who?"
He just looked at me and he actually felt guilty.
Oh my god.
He's my dad.
"No! That can't be! I don't believe you!"
I set the papers down and ran to my room. I sat in the corner as far away from the door as possible. All I did was cry.
Once I had calmed down a bit, I got up and went to see Phil. He was in his room sorting through bills on his desk.
"Knock, knock." I said as he looked over and told me to come in.
I sat on his bed behind him and prepared myself to tell him.
"Pj's my biological father"
He turned around in his chair faster than I could ever imagine and his eyes were wide open.
"He's what!?"
"My dad. Well, he says it's him. All the proof I've seen was adoption papers but it didn't even have anyone else's name on it but mine. And yet he is trying to act sorry but I know it's just because he raped me. I know he didn't regret it"
"Look, Aubrey. I think that he is your dad because he wouldn't lie to you like that. He rarely lies. I think you should just wait and see how things go for a while." He told me.
I walked out of the room without saying anything else, which is kind of rude, but whatever. I went back to my room and hid under the bed. It was a wierd place to hide but it would at least give me a few extra seconds if they decided to bring me to Pj in his office again.
How could he possibly be my dad, he would've had to be ten when I was born!
Oh god....
