dan pov ;
"Hey, do you want to come to my house?" I asked Phil as we walked to the buses. "Sure." He answered, a faint smile on his face. We sat down, and the bus slowly started moving. I took out my phone and checked my messages, noticing I had one from my mum.
Mum ; i'm not going to be home today.
Mum ; there's a been a death in the family.
I sent back a question mark, along with a concerned face emoji. I set my phone on my lap and looked out the window. I seen Phil looking at me out of the corner of my eye. I picked my phone up again, and opened Tumblr.
About 2 minutes later, we pulled up on my block. We stepped out, an awkward silence looming in the air. My phone rang, it was my mum.
"Hello?" I said. "Listen, I know this may be confusing to you, and I didn't want to have to tell you this way, but your dad never died." She said, a hesitant tone. I was overcome with shock. "What?" I yelled, startling Phil. "You're kidding. You have to be kidding." I said.
"I'm afraid not. Dan, hear me ou-" I took the phone away from my ear and hung up angrily. Phil looked at me. "What happened?" He cautiously asked. I sighed.
"My entire life has been a lie. My dad isn't dead." I said. I thought back to all the times I missed fathers day because I thought my dad was gone, all the times I told people I was "half an orphan." All lies.
"It's okay, Dan. Now that you know he's alive, you can tie up loose ends and reconnect with him." He said, patting me on the shoulder. My phone rang again. My mom. I hit decline and put my phone back in my pocket, replacing it for my keys.
I knew my sister was home, and I knew she was going to be asking many stupid questions about the whole ordeal.
"Hey, instead of my house, do you want to go to London?" I asked. He looked at me, confused. "Sure, buy why?"
I shrugged, walking toward my car and opening the trunk. I put my heavy backpack in, and Phil followed suit. "Wait, I need to get something from inside." I said, running toward my house. I unlocked the door and bolted up the stairs.
"Dan?" I heard Stella call. I ignored her, not wanting to draw attention to myself. I grabbed a small jar of money, and took out $50. "Dan! You gave me a heart attack? What a-" I walked past her, ignoring her and walking into the kitchen. I took a Nando's bag from the cupboard, intending on filling it with snacks.
"Hey, where are you going?" She yelled as I walked out the door. I spun around as she crossed her arms. "Away. Tell mom I won't be home for dinner." Her look changed from angry to cold. She took a step toward me.
"I bet it's because mom told you your dad isn't dead." She said spitefully. "Don't your mean our dad?" I said, becoming impatient. "No, I don't. You're not my brother. You're my half brother. Barely."
I froze. What did she mean? "Wh-" She interrupted me. "Mom became infertile a year after she had you. Which meant she couldn't have chil-" "I KNOW WHAT INFERTILE MEANS!" I snapped. I hated when my sister acted like I was stupid.
"Geez. Anyways, mom became infertile and could not have me. You were merely 3 1/2 years old, so you would not remember, but your father did not die. He walked out because your mother was infertile. She met a lovely man, my father, and got her sister to have the baby for her. Which means we are still related, but we are not siblings. We are cousins."
f.b
"Daniel, please don't go!" Jordayn cried, as her long time lover walked toward the door, suitcase packed. "I have nothing to stick around for." He said, his deep voice echoing the hall. "Daniel, as long as you stay, we can make it work." Jordayn said, in a desperate attempt to keep the father of her only child stay.
"No, we cannot." He said, as he opened the door and left. Jordayn dropped to her knees, a wretched sob escaping her throat.
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Wow !! what a plot twist, amiright ? (^:
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kik ⌲ phan au {IN EDITING}
Fanfictionphilgon: is this anais? sisterdaniel: nope, dan.
