Slowly Healing (Sequel to Jerk Theory)

Chapter 9

All in Our Stars ~ Ed Sheeran

*Louis' P.O.V.

"What?" I say. There's no way possible.

"I met my birth parents, well my birth mom." She says calming the tone in her voice, but her breath is hitched. I know she's on the verge of tears.

"Baby, please don't cry. I don't understand, you're so much like your parents," I say not really sure of what to say. I've never been on this end, where I have to comfort and make them believe it's going to be alright. I'm always on the other end of this.

"Louis! That's not what this is about! Don't you get it!?"

"No I don't get it! Why don't you tell me what this is about exactly!?" I say getting frustrated. I don't know what she wants from me."

"Louis, I went eighteen years thinking the parents I had were my birth parents! Turns out I have one more, maybe two that nobody seemed to inform me of. Since I've been living a lie, I acted out on it. Turns out I have more qualities from my birth mom then my real mom. Who knows what qualities I share with my dad anymore!"

"I do! Alyssa, you have you dad's personality and your mum's stubbornness. So stubborn you aren't even listening to me when I say that it doesn't matter! I fell in love with you, that's one thing nobody has been able to do!"

"Louis, I'm the product of a drunken one night stand. Nobody know who the father is, they didn't care enough. Do you wanna know what the sad thing of all of this is?!" She cries, and I bring her into my arms. Why am I doing this? I'm supposed to be pissed off, she cheated on me. I just can't stand to see her cry.

"What's that?" I ask rubbing her back the way I know she likes; trying my best to comfort her.

"The whole time my real parents made me believe that I was made by true love, or whatever. When in reality, I was probably made in the back seat of a car. She was 17 Louis, she blames me for making her life hell. She had a fiancé, and they were supposed to get married in a few months. You should know how this ends; he found out over time, dumped her sorry ass, and never heard another word from him.

"She says it's my fault that all of this happened. She's 36 now. You'd think she got over it by now considering she's married and has five kids. The oldest is just a year younger than me. So excuse me for not believing in love. It's a trap, it makes you think everything is real when in reality it's all just a dream."

"So it's true," I say.

"I'm pretty sure whatever you heard or think is true, and I honestly don't care anymore."

"You want to know what I think? I think you're just like me, lashing out on your pain. You know it's okay to feel the way you do. I can only imagine the pain you feel.

"You're only doing the only thing you can think of; lashing out to your parents. You're doing things that you know will get there attention. I did the exact same thing in order to get my fathers attention. You're acting just like any other person in your situation would."

"Louis, there's so much more you don't even know the half of it. I'm not sure whether to be glad I'm adopted, or to be hurt. My parents have been lying to be for so long. I actually hate myself for not seeing it sooner. I don't even look like my real parents, we don't have any of the same interests."

"Who cares about all that stuff?! Be glad you have parents that care about you, that's all I have asked for. I rarely see my mum anymore Alyssa, I think I've seen her once since you've been gone. I'm jealous that you have a normal family, I would do anything to have a normal family again."

"Sometimes being normal sucks, how many people do you know that have four parents? Nobody knows who my father is, I'm literally just like my birth mom."

"Don't say that, how could you possibly say that? You have so much ahead, we have so much a head of us!"

"What us, Louis!? There are so many secrets between us, and you can't pretend that during these six months there's not something you did you got regret. I stopped all communication with you because I missed you too much. I dropped out of school, I have to repeat senior year again if I want to go to go to college."

"Weren't you homeschooled the last bit of it?" I ask, and she nods. "How the hell do you drop out of homeschool?" I say laughing at her foolishness.

"Easy, you don't do the work or you just show up to drunk to function. Well, at least that worked for me. The tutor got tired of trying she just stopped showing up one day."

"I refuse to believe that little miss innocent, and goody two shoes dropped out of her senior year with only a few months left and got drunk. Next you'll be telling me you're pregnant." I laugh. I know it's rude, but that really is funny.

"Do you find amusement in this?!" She yells.

"A little bit. It's just kind of ironic, how that is something I would've done. You truly have learned from the best," I say with a wink.

She rolls her eyes at my comment, "Well, I guess you're the same Louis huh? Always trying to joke about everything. Well newsflash, there's a time to be serious and a time to be playful, and right now sure as hell ain't it."

I nod with the most serious face I can, but it's really hard to not shove her up against the wall. She looks really hot right now, even if she's yelling at me. The way she throws her hands up in frustration, and looks as if any minute she could snap my neck off if I said one more thing.

"Are you even listening to me?"

No.

"Of course baby. I agree." Fuck. What did she say?

"Alright, so it's settled. We need a break away from each other, and the best way for that is there to not be an us, and see other people."

A/N: DONT KILL MEEEE!!!! I swear I didn't want to end it here, or for the chapter to go in this direction, but everything happens for a reason.

Louuuuis is bæ

I wrote most of this in my Marketing class Oops.

Ugh my two best friends hate each other and I'm stuck in the middle of it all. HALP!

That's not all either! It's been a stressful week guys.

Note to self:
Pickles and applesauce is not a good mix.

READY TO RUN IS TO PERF FOR YOU!

-Autumn