White Liar

2

I was on my way to talk to Ryder. Him and Skylar got back from their trip last night. I called and told him I wanted to talk.

I pull in the driveway. They still lived in the same big yellow house with the bright red door.

"Ew. What are doing here?" My nephew Mikael say with his mouth full.

"Don't act like you don't miss me." I open the cabinet grabbing a few snacks.

"I don't. And don't eat all the good snacks. You do it every time you come over and leave me with nothing good."

I sigh sitting on the counter. "Where's your father?"

"Him and Duke. Went out he should be back soon."

"MIKAEL ADRIAN JOSEPH KNIGHT!"

"Shit." His eyes widen.

"What you do this time?" I whisper to him.

He didn't have time to answer. Because and angry pregnant woman stepped into the kitchen.

"Mom. Mommy. Mother. Have I told you I love you today. You look very beautiful. You-" Skylar holds up her hand cutting him off.

" Why did get another letter from your school. You started a food fight and threw paint on the teacher! That's it your Father told you if you mess up again your going to Military School-"

"MOM! Please no let me explain." He pleaded. Military School is probably the worst punishment for a child.

"Explain nothing give me your phone. Your not allowed to go anywhere but school and back. Go to your room. NOW!" He toss his phone on the counter. Stomping up the stairs.

She turns looking at me. "Hello Emily. How are you?"

"Good. Classes are getting harder." I say munching on my Cheetoos.

She laughs. "I bet."

"I actually came to see Ry."

"He should be back any second. You staying for dinner?" She open the fridge.

"Yeah. I guess." I pick up my phone texting Lizzy that I might back a little late.

"How are things with you and Jason?"

I smile. "Great. He really busy with Football. School. He's back in Puerto Rico right now. His mom is sick."

"Awe. I'm sorry to hear."

I nod. We hear the front door open. Ryder and Duke walk in laughing.

"Hey babe." Ryder kisses Sky.

"What's up Em." Duke hits my leg.

"Leave me alone Duke." I wave him off as he kept hitting me playfully.

"What's up Em. You said you wanted to talk?" Ryder say pulling out two beers. Handing one to Duke.

"Yeah. But it's kind of private." I give him the look. He nods.

"Come on then." He walks towards the den closing the door. "So. What's wrong?" He sits on the couch.

"As you know I'm 21 and I wanna know who my birth father is." He sits up straight running his hands through his hair. "I know you don't approve. But I think it's right that I know who at least one of my real parents are. I never met mom so-"

"Stop" he cuts me off. "You can do it if you really want to know. Like you said you're 21. And mom. Mom loved you just so you know. You might not remember but she did things to protect us and I did things to protect you. You can do it Em. But please don't get your hopes up."