Chapter 19
Rebekah's POV
"Come and meet us, knock twice before coming in."
That's the reason for me walking to see what WU wanted. The text message was there when I woke up sixty minutes ago and they'd probably waited that entire hour for me, hence the reason why I half jogged half walked to their garage since I didn't wanna waste food money on taking the bus.
My mind wandered an unstoppable path that I had no power to stop. I thought of events that took place two years ago as well as two days ago or something that might happen in two hours. It was like a hurricane, a total and utterly wreck. I had a war inside my head and whoever won I'd lose with the victim.
When I was outside their place I didn't bother knocking and walked right in through the unlocked door.
As soon as I came in I noticed that the room was filled with unwanted tension. Everyone was gathered in the living room and their head snapped towards me as soon as I stepped inside, all except Treys.
"What's going on?" My question came out as a whisper and I wondered if anyone had heard me.
It took a while until someone answered and the seriousness in his voice made me uneasy.
"I have to confess something Becks, something important." Axton laid a hand on Trey's shoulder and he still didn't look me in the eyes, but down on the floor. I waited for him to continue and for starters, I thought that he wouldn't, that's until-
"You're my sister." The bomb dropped down on me like nothing before and I was trembling. Nothing added up and I only stared at Trey in silence, completing the facts I had in hand.
"But your parents, mine are dead, they're not-"
"They're not your real parents, they weren't-" I walked up to him and he finally raised his head and I saw tears on his puffy cheeks.
A face of guilt.
"So you're saying that I'm adopted, really? You don't know me and now you're saying that my whole life hasn't only sucked but also been someone else's shitty choice?"
My brain was a mess and I was incapable of forming sensible sentences, I couldn't even understand what I meant myself. The only thing that my mind processed was that nothing was going my way and there wasn't anything I could do to slow it down.
The back of my mind was telling me that this didn't matter for a second but my drug addict self pushed forward my paranoia and then lies felt for me as hidden agendas to something bigger.
But Emeka seemed to wanna break that spiral.
"Hey, you get to have Trey as a brother, I mean that's awesome, right? I think we all would have appreciated that surprise."
A thought crossed his mind that he decided to share with the rest of us. "Except Axton though." Emeka started laughing and speaking through his heavy breaths.
"What a shock that would be! But then you can make commercials for a new community like; 'Incest - fun for the whole family'." A deep storytelling voice filled the room followed by more chuckling but only from himself. He wiped away a few tears from the corners of his eyes and looked around when he heard absolutely no other laughter.
A few awkward coughs left his mouth and he silently mentioned for us to continue.
"I'm sorry I haven't told you before, honestly I don't know what got into me-"
'Axton' Emeka mumbled, not being able to keep quiet.
"and I'll tell you everything you want to know and I can't make you understand how sorry I am for not telling you as soon as I found out. It was stupid, I know." Trey now stood up and looked at me patiently, letting me take time to melt everything.
"So you've known since I meet you?"
"Something like that, yeah." An apologetic smile was plastered on his face and I shook my head.
"I guess I should apologize as well, I shouldn't have exploded like that. It's just so fucking much right now and-" I sighed. "Gosh, I don't even know where to start. Just know that I'm far from mad that you're my brother, that's the least of my concerns."
No one mattered Emeka who once again interrupted. "Explosion? If that's what you call exploding you should've seen my ex."
"Really? You're not mad?" Trey's eyes were now huge as if waiting for a grande finale.
"That you didn't tell me? Yes. But not that you're my brother, how could I? If I had to wish for a sibling it would have been you, no doubts." Suddenly I was crushed against his chest and I've never been held so secure and tight in my life.
"I thought you would be disappointed that it was me."
Instead of answering the obvious I took a firm hold against my brothers waist and let a few over emotional tears escape my eyes.
⤱

YOU ARE READING
Porcelain
ActionWith a simple touch, a wrong move, or a mistake the porcelain can crack and shatter. There'll be no rest in peace but in pieces. You'll feel every bit hitting the cold clinker floor. Let's hope that you fall asleep before you fall apart, 'Cause the...