Doubts ( Part ten out now)

Chapter 4: Patience

I almost screamed at my parents, "YOU HAD SOMETHING TO TELL ME"!!!

My mom answered with a hesitant "yes", which made me even more nervous than I already was. If that's even possible, haha.

Then my dad spoke up,: "have a little patience sweety".

~That is the moment that I got mad at him. ~

"How can I be patient"?!, "you guys made me wait for 6 years already"!! "I want to know what you have to say"!

My mom was whispering something in my dad's ear, I think it was something like... "maybe we should wait". I don't know if that's what she said but I do not want to wait anymore, I have the right to know! I should make it clear.. "mom, dad.. I want to know and I want to know it now.

They seemed to be a bit startled by my loud tone, my mom turned a bit white and my dad had a shocked look in his eyes. It was almost as if they were scared to tell me what they have been hiding.

The fact that they looked like that made me even more curious and mad at the same time, I snapped with my fingers to wake them up from their little shock. My mom shouted out what they were hiding from me. (the next few sentences is how I felt in that very moment) I felt dizzy, how could they hide that from me... "HOW COULD YOU HIDE THAT FROM ME"?! I screamed at them. My mom tried to calm me down. While my dad looked at me, unsure what to do. I began crying, ran to my room, slammed to my room and locked it. They told me something, do they even love me? Why would they keep something like that from me?

They tried for hours to get me out of my room, until eventually they gave up. The next day when I heard them leave for groceries shopping, I ran downstairs to gather a pile of food and a bottle of Cristal-Clear. I ran back upstairs and locked myself in my room with my food and dogfood and water for boomer. You probably wonder what they told me, this will either surprise you or of course you could already have figured it out. Let's go back to the moment they told me...

~I snapped with my fingers to wake them up from their little shock. And my mom shouted out: " you are adopted"! I felt dizzy, how could they hide that from me?!~

Now you probably understand why I am so upset and what I am so upset about. I am not even that upset about the fact that I am adopted ~I mean, of course I am shocked an sad about it but the worst is that they lied to me. I asked them if I were adopted when I recognized the skin difference between me and my brother, they told me no. they told me that I had my red hair from "mom" and my blue eyes from "dad". Well, I guess not... I need to get out of here. And Soon!

23-5-2019.

Its midnight, I am going to sneak out around 3 o' clock.
I need to clear my head and get out of here, but something in me.. a small part, is telling me not to run away but the other ( bigger) part is telling me to just go! I'll leave a note, I am going to Layla for a few days to clear my head. But my 'parents' would never let me leave, also I don't want to look them in the eyes right now...

To be continued...

What will I do? Will I run away? what will happen?!?!