The truth

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Katyas pov:
I stared at my phone and sighed waiting for an answer from my mom. I recently realized I left some memory boxes there my sister gave me before she moved out and that I would soon follow. Helena said they were precious and I swore not to loose them, and I just have to come at a good time to get them back.

I was by myself in Trixies room as her mom was checking her out to really make sure everything was well. As I was staring at my phone I heard a soft sniffle walk by the door. I looked up to see Brenda's familiar blonde hair fly by and something told me that whatever it was, wasn't good. I got up and followed her to where she went in another room.

I softly opened the door and knocked poking my head in.

"Brenda...I don't mean to disturb you but..you sound sad and I wanna talk cause I love you.." she lifted her head up showing her mascara tears falling down her face as she saw me.

"Oh Katya honey...that's sweet of you to see if I'm ok..." she gave me a sad smile as I came in and gave her a tight hug. It makes me sad to see Brenda all emotional since I mostly see her all happy and smiley, and usually I'm the emotional one.

"Why are you crying...I don't want you to cry..did someone hurt you cause I can beat their ass for making you cry..." she giggled softly and held me closer to her making me feel safe.

"No one hurt me honey...it's just..I feel hurt...it's not the greatest feeling in the world to know that your daughter died..." I froze and my eyes went wide before meeting hers. Well fuck now I feel like a complete idiot.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry, I didn't know and fuck I probably made this all weird now didn't I...I'm really sorry Brenda...I didn't know you had a daughter.." I said softly as more tears streamed down her cheeks. She gave me another sad smile and played with my hair a bit.

"You know how I say I'm not much of a baby person?" I nodded wanting for her to continue.

"Well..I say that because it reminds me of the day I had to give up my own...I had one daughter already and it was hard enough for me to take care of the both of us..and then when I found out I was having another i hoped that maybe if I worked more I could have enough money for all three...Valorie gave me that chance and I worked so hard for her...and when I had the baby I felt so happy..they were so adorable..and I didn't want to let them go...but sadly with all my work..I still couldn't afford to take care of both my children...so I had to give them both up for adoption..to have a better life..and it hurts me to see other people happy with their own...cause I miss mine so much.." by the end of it Brenda was fully sobbing with her face in her hands.

I sat there in shock and sadness hearing Brenda's story, but it made so much sense. Every time someone asked if Brenda could possibly work in the nursery she always declined, but I never really knew why since every time I asked she always said cause she doesn't really like babies.

"Oh my god...Brenda...I feel so bad for all the times I teased you about this I'm so sorry...fuck I didn't know all this happened..." hugging her tighter, I started to regret all the teasing and jokes I said to Brenda about this topic.

"It's ok..it's been years now so I'm mostly over it...but with this recent news..I just don't know how to handle it...but she did what she had to do...and for a good cause.." she sighed wiping away her tears. I handed her a couple tissues as she continued to wipe her tears.

After a while Brenda finally calmed down and I helped her clean off all the mascara tear stains she had so she looked presentable. And as I was wiping off the last one the door opened and another nurse popped her head in.

"Zamolochickova, we need you at the front in a couple minutes ok?" Brenda nodded as the nurse went away before her own eyes went wide and we stared at each other.

Excuse the fuck me what the hell did she just say.

"W-wait...Brenda..what did she jut call you...I-isn't your name Adams..." I whispered in disbelief. Brenda stayed tense as she stared at me for a few more seconds before sighing and looking away.

"I-I didn't wanna tell you this now since so much is going on and everything...but..." she bit her lip and closed her eyes before looking at me and staring straight into my green eyes.

"Katya...you are my little baby that I gave up..." she said as I kept staring straight into her eyes. I felt like everything all around me just stopped. The air was so still and it's like my body was frozen as I processed this all the way.

"S-so what your saying is...all this time...y-you were my real mom..and you gave me away so I could live a better life..." I whispered as she nodded sadly taking my hands.

"I made sure Helena vowed to protect you until death do you two part...and knowing that I got to take care of you and see you all grown up makes me so happy..and I feel so horrible that I wasn't there to see you grow..." I felt hot tears sting my eyes as I gripped her hands tightly. This all felt so surreal to me, the whole time my own mother was taking care of me.

"B-but wait...didn't you say that your daughter d-died..." I whispered with a hint of fear in my voice. She nodded again with her own tears falling again as she held me close to her.

"Helena is gone honey...but she did it for you..." I sniffed hugging her back tightly and shoving my face in her shoulder before squeaking out.

"How did she do it for me if she's not here with me..." softly rocking me with her, I felt Brenda stroke my hair helping me calm down a bit.

"She gave her life to someone who needed it the most...to someone that she knew was important to you...she passed on her love for you...to Trixie.." at this point I was full on sobbing and there was no stopping it now.

I felt so many emotions at once, sadness cause my protective and loving sister is gone, anger because she never told me and just vanished, confusion with so many things going on and learning about my true past.

But mostly love. Helena always said she would give me anything if it was truly right for me.

She gave her own life to Trixie, because she knew that she was perfect for me and made me truly happy...

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