This Ain't A Scene ~ Sequel to Can You Hear Me? (COMPLETED)

Oh, Boy!

When I returned home with Ana from Ikea, we found a party being set up.

"What's this for?" I asked Dad.

"Your birthday party- Oh my god we forgot to tell you," Dad facepalmed, and I smiled. I heard a small giggle from Ana and Declan, along with a scream from Antero. 

"You turned 18 two days ago, we might as well celebrate," Mom said, hugging Dad and kissing his cheek.

I had told Ana a couple of days ago that I didn't really care if I had a party. The fact that I had been adopted had been good enough for a gift. But I guess she didn't tell my parents. I didn't mind the party, but it was certainly unexpected. 

"How could I forget to invite someone to their own party?" Dad mumbled. 

"It's alright Dad, it's the thought that counts." I was smiling. 

Dad tilted his head as Ana was lead away by Mom, "What was that last word?"

I held my left palm flat and ran my right index finger over it, "Counts." I then spelled it out for him so he could see. He nodded and copied the sign, albeit sloppily.  I smiled at him.

"Alright, fuckers let's get this party started!" I heard from the doorway. My head snapped over to the door, where a man I had never seen before stood with my dad's band.

"Oh my god, it's Brendon Urie!" Ana whispered.

I giggled, holding Ana's hand. Brendon's eyes wandered around and caught mine, "Ahh the birthday girl! Happy birthday you little adult!" He said, opening his arms for a hug. I giggled again, obliging and bringing Ana in as well. Sarah was behind him and passed us to go talk to Mom.

"Oh you must be the girlfriend," this was accompanied by eye-brow wiggles and laughter. 

Within a couple of hours, everyone had shown up and we were all swimming. Presents would be opened soon, but now I was focused on Ana, who was sitting on my lap in the lounge chair and looking sad despite the fact that most of our favorite bands were there.

"You okay?" I was slow, making sure she could read.

She nodded absent-mindedly, looking forward. 

Sam was in the pool, splashing with Brendon. Ana's gaze was focused on them, and my heart began to grow heavy.

"No, you're not. What's wrong?"

Ana finally turned to look at me, flashing me a grin. 

"I promise babe, I'm fine," Ana leaned down to kiss me, then turned to jump into the pool. I nodded, unwrapping myself from my towel and pulling my plugs out before jumping into the pool with them.

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About half an hour later, we were all wrapped in towels as I began opening gifts. There wasn't a ton, but it was only because there wasn't a lot of people at the party. I was totally okay with that as I picked up a gift that was obviously wrapped by my younger brothers. I giggled as the two smiled at me, urging me to unwrap it. I did and pulled out a little bracelet covered in charms. One was a hearing aid, another was a heart with a bi flag on it, another heart with a demi flag on it, and a few other charms that related to me. 

I grinned, hugging the two before allowing them to put it on my wrist. Within ten minutes, I had finally arrived at my parent's gift. Brendon had gotten me tickets to his next show near here (close to the ASL translator), Pete had gotten me a copy of his book since I had mentioned wanting to read it, Joe (and Maria) got me an at-home spa kit, Andy and Sam got me a Bi-Flag and a Demi-Flag to hang in my room (which Andy had ordered as soon as I had come out), and Ana got me a cute booklet with "date tickets" for me to redeem to go anywhere. 

Mom and Dad's gifts came in a manila folder, which confused me. Is it just paper? I pulled it out slowly, reading over it.

Dear Ms. Eve Stump,

Your request for Speech Therapy lessons for the next year has been approved. We'll see you on January 10th, 2019!

My mouth dropped open, and I held the paper up for Ana to see. She read it and squealed, hugging me. The paper was discarded as Dad explained what was on the paper, which filled the room with cheers. I giggled, pulling away from Ana and wiping any tears that may have slipped out away. 

Next to get hugged were my parents, who I hugged at once. I'd been wanting speech therapy since I was 10, and it was mentioned in my adoption profile. How long had they been planning this? I kept dancing around as everyone laughed.

The night began to wrap about an hour later, as Andy and Sam left to get used to the two of them being in the house at the same time. Pete and the haul were the next to go, followed by Joe's family. As Brendon left, Ana's face began to morph into a worried expression.

I took her hands and made her look up at me. "Are you okay? You know you can tell me anything."

Ana looked around before looking into my eyes. I noticed now that she had tears in hers, "I don't want to go home."

"Why not?"

She took a shuddering breath, "Dad's in the hospital, and Mom is there with him. It's so lonely in the house right now," A tear slipped down her cheek. I quickly hugged her, arms around her waist. Her face went into the crook of my neck and her shoulders shuddered as she took a shaking breath.

I pulled her away for a second so I could sign, "You can spend the night here. We'll go back to your house so that you can get some clothes. Text your Mom, and I'll talk to my parents."

Ana nodded, and I kissed her before walking to my parents.