𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 // 𝓻𝓳𝓫

5

Your P.O.V

I'm finally back after a week and I've been dreading this day. I don't want to face my parents and I don't want to confront them. However, this needs to be done fast. I walk to the storage room and see the folder still situated on the old desk just like how I left it. No one even bothered to place it in a filing cabinet to be more organized, but it was there, untouched.

I grab the folder and remove all the dust that it collected whilst I was away before leaving the storage room and returning to my room. I sit on my bed and patiently wait for my parents to come home.

A few minutes later, I hear the front door being open and two people talking about going to sleep early and about being too tired to cook.

Definitely my parents.

I walk out of my room, clutching the folder in one hand, and approach my parents who are sitting on the couch, looking helplessly tired.

"Mum? Dad?" I call their attention, whilst sitting on the chair across from them.

"Yes, sweetheart?" my mum asks. "Is there anything you need?"

"I just need to talk to you." I say.

"Okay. What is it? Is there something bothering you?" my dad asks, leaning back on the couch.

"I feel different." I admit. "I feel like I don't belong here. All my life I've been trying to figure out why and how, but I keep telling myself that we're all unique."

"That's true. So, what's your point?" mum asks, clearly tired and wanting to get straight to the point.

"I just want to tell you that I'm very thankful for everything that you've done for me and I'm grateful to have such strong role models. But, it saddens me that the two people who I love most aren't actually who they say they are." I say, tears streaming down my face.

"What do you mean?" dad asks slowly.

"I'm sure you know what I mean. Why did you keep this from me?" I say, my voice starting to shake as my lips tremble.

"We thought it wouldn't matter, anyway. You grew up with us and that's what matters!" mum says sternly.

"You don't understand how I feel! I feel so betrayed and hurt and lied to. What else did you lie about?!" I say in anger with tears freely streaming down my face. "I don't know what's real anymore."

They stay silent. I take this opportunity to keep going.

"I've been wanting to know why I feel different for YEARS and now it's all clear as day; I'm adopted. The papers say it all. Thank god I found it in the storage room." I tell them, shoving the folder at both of them. How dare they keep this secret from me?

"I want to see them." I announce. "I want to see them and you can't stop me." 

I walk back to my room and wipe my tears before laying down on my bed to grab my phone. I call Blake and wait for him to pick up.

"Hey Y/N. What's up?" Blake asks as he picks up on the first ring.

"Reece told me that you wanted to know about what we discussed last week." I tell him.

"Oh, yeah. I'm your best friend too and I want to be here for you no matter what happens. What's wrong?" he asks, concern lingering in his voice.

"Blake, I'm adopted."

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A/N: this sucked but yeah her secret's revealed