He's my brother

Chapter Sixteen

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.
"Well, think about it... how strange she was acting..."
He had a point. She had been acting really strange lately. Like that time when Jordan was 'ill' and that time when we shared a room after babysitting. I had thought that something awful had happened to start with like maybe she or someone else was sick. Or maybe she was just lonely and crying out for her children to comfort her. I don't know why it never occurred to me that she may have suspected something was going on between me and Jordan. I mean, who would even jump to such a conclusion about a pair of siblings? Unless she thought we knew about the adoption. But how could we? It just doesn't make any sense.

"She couldn't have known..." I said feigning confidence.
"Well, no I don't think she actually knew. We'd have been given a lot more sh*t if she did. I just think she kind of suspected it... I don't know how or why but in my mind it's the only thing that makes sense".
This idea just could not settle in me. I mean, if she suspected something was going on between us she wouldn't have stayed silent. Surely she wouldn't have. Couldn't have even. I mean to know that her children were getting over friendly with each other would not have been an activity to take lightly. I mean, sure she knew that we weren't related but we didn't so alarm bells would have been going off somewhere!

"Well I guess it doesn't matter now anyway. It's not like we can turn back time..." I said, conclusively.
"Well that is just the million dollar question isn't it?"
"What?"
'Would you turn back time if you could? Would you rather not know that you were adopted? Would you have been happier if we hadn't tried to make it work between us?"
"No, I mean I don't know. I don't want to be adopted but if I am then I'm glad I know. As for us I regret nothing and I never could. I love you Jordan" I said truthfully.
"I love you too Jess. I really want things to be okay..."
"Me too" I said.

Thinking about it I realised that this whole adoption thing wasn't as bad as I first thought. I mean yes, my birth mother did give me up but my adoptive mother didn't. She took me in and cared for me as her own with another infant to care for. It must have been so difficult but she did it for us. She did it for me. To give me a happy life. To give me a family and a place to call home. I know she lovesme and cares about me so with that knowledge I am going to forgive her. I'm not sure if I'm forgiving her for telling me about the adoption or for keeping it a secret. I just know that it is important for me to forgive her and maintain my relationship with her. Because blood related or not, she is my mother.

A/N - As promised here is the next chapter after 20 votes!! :D This time I am going to ask for 25 votes as it let's me know that people want me to keep writing!! Also, I want to say a big thank you to my readers both new and old for having patience with me and reading my story!! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and like the way that the story is going!! :)