"What do you mean you are not my real Mother, what the fuck is going on?".
"Aliyah i can explain..... ".
" I'm tired of hearing the same thing every time, i want to speck to that asshole". I hissed.
"What asshole are you talking about?". Kayne asked gather in her self back on her feet.
"My claimed father". I said through my teeth.
I was more than angry, i was hurt, Broke, betrayed but mostly surprised, i was filled with so many different emotions.
"Where is he?". I ask but no one answered.
Why is everyone being so fucking quit?
"I said where is he?".
"He ... He's on the outside". Kayne told me.
"Bring him in". I instructed them.
The two middle aged people moved to the door and they took a while to come back. When the door open there was a man being pushed in a wheel chair.
He looked pleasant but you could tell he was old.
Kayne moved to stand beside him and she took his hand.
Tears form in her eyes and she looked broken as well.
"Dad, this is Aliyah". She told him.
I couldn't believe the image in front of me.
I was told he served in the army and was driving one of their vehicles when he was involved in an accident and died. How can he possibly be alive.
Was everything a lie.
That is not my Dad.
Could never be.
He look like the man i knew when i was 14 years old but this cant be for real.
Is this some sick nightmare.
I was speechless, i couldn't speck, i mean i don't know what to say.
He got up from the wheel chair and walk towards me.
"Don't you dare". I growled at him. "What you think i should just come to you with open arms, things don't work that way, i hate you, you left me, i had to tell people you were dead for a year, a year dad, did you even care for me?".
"Aliyah... I". He began but sigh.
"Why did you come back, you already left me, why do you think coming back would change anything huh, did you think i would just smile and push it aside, well guess what your wrong, i will never ever".
"Aliyah listen to me i cared for you okay, i still do and will always care for you, when i framed my death it was because i cared for you, when i met in that accident i didn't die but i almost died". He stop and lift one foot of his pants.
It was not his real foot it was a fake foot attached to a knuckle.
"I lost one of my legs and I was ashamed to face you, you always thought i was a hero, when i met in that accident you were the first that came to my mind, you, Kayne, and your brother".
"My...... brother?".
"Yes,your brother".
"I don't have a brother".
"Yes, yes you do, his name is Blake, i think you should know him, you guys are friends".
"Blake is my my Brother!". I yelled.
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Who Should I Choose?
Teen FictionThis book is about highschool kids but specifically and girl who is a junior and has a boyfriend who is on the football team and has a best friend in which the girl despise. His best friend however, seems interested in her, he is always been there...
