Sage Whitehead has danced for as long as she could remember--it's always been a passion for her. And when she was given a scholarship to dance at Howard University, she jumps at the chance right away. Besides, it's always been her dream. However, Sa...
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I spent nearly eighteen years of my life being so alone, wishing I had some kind of brother or even sister figure around because I definitely didn't have you guys.
It honestly didn't occur to me that it was ten o'clock at night and I was banging on the door of the small apartment my parents had rented for their time in DC.
"Come on, Sage. I don't think they're home." Colby called from the car. I waved him off. I had been knocking for not even a minute yet. I'm sure Colby was more concerned about getting his sleep then whatever was going on now. He was oblivious to why I needed to see my parents tonight, and right now, but he was against the idea of me walking by myself in the city, so he offered to drive me there instead. I knew my parents were home, and they were probably just taking their nice little time getting to the door.
I knocked my knuckles against the door once more, sighing as I placed a hand on my hip.
"Sage, darling, come get back in the car." Colby called once again.
"Colby, please shut up!" I angrily yelled back. I didn't mean to snap on him like that, but he wasn't helping the situation with his silly pleas for me to get back in the car. I began to raise my hand to knock again, but the first door opened to reveal my mother in her satin night gown and her satin cap. She looked confused to see me, or it could just be the fact that she was probably waking up from sleep now.
"Sage, what are you doing her--"
"Be honest with me right now, do I have a brother?" I needed to get straight to the point. There was no lollygagging around the truth. I needed it now before I knew what my next move was. My mother sucked in her breath, and the look on her face was enough of a confirmation.
"Great, just great," I began as I turned my body to walk away.
"Sage, don't do this right now. Let me explain." My mother grabbed my arm and practically pulled me back inside the apartment. She closed the door behind her, locking it before proceeding to yell loudly for my father. I didn't want to believe what Carmen told me at first, but then all these scenarios began playing over and over again in my head.
What if Coach Liz knew my mom from college?
What if Coach Liz dated my dad in college?
What if the reason why my mother and father disliked Coach Liz so much was because of that boy that was sitting just a few feet away from me?
This could change everything, and what killed me is the fact that no one told me.
My dad entered the living room shortly afterwards and he looked like he was ready to get down to business. He nodded at an empty chair. "Take a seat." I scoffed. "I rather not." I spat back. He looked fine with my decision and him and my mother took a seat next to each other.
"Where do I begin--"
"Begin with the truth. I have a brother?" I questioned.
"Yes, Sage. You have a brother." Hearing it aloud only made it more concrete and instantly, I started crying. I knew my parents were strict and hard to understand, but on top of that they were liars? Who lied to their kid for eighteen years about a sibling? What sucks is that Carmen told me. Even though we were on good terms, I'm sure she realized that I had no idea about this sibling whatsoever and now she had another point above me. "How could you do this?" I questioned them. "I don't even feel bad for myself, I feel bad for him. I mean, he probably went his entire life thinking his father doesn't want him. Or even thinking his father was some type of monster, which is a damn shame because it's kind of true."
