A Sweet Chase (gxg)

Thirty- One

"That's impossible!" Harper almost shouted. Ryn had wrapped her fingers tightly around her arm keeping her in place because what they'd just learned affected her a little too much.
She felt her tremble beside her and she knew how she felt.
Ryn had felt the same, she was stunned.
How could they have not known that Therese had a child?

"It's not, how else do you think I know her?"

Harper couldn't let it settle but she tried putting two and two together and it made sense. Who else would visit Therese in jail other than family?
Then there was the fact she couldn't deny that the girl was indeed the splitting image of herself but tall almost as Ryn.

Harper didn't know what else to do or say because she was so shocked.
She couldn't believe she was staring at her niece, a niece she didn't know existed until now.

"I can't believe Therese has a sister," Waverly whispered somewhat emotional now. "And she didn't even tell me," Her bottom lip trembled slightly, and she bit it.

"She never said a word about having a child either," Harper whispered. "How old are you?"

"I'm seventeen."

"So that means Therese gave birth to you when she was around nineteen or twenty?"
She asked and the girl nodded.

"How old are you?"

"Younger than she is." Harper chuckled nervously. The situation was still a crazy one, after all, she literally just met her niece and she had no idea how to feel about that. She didn't know how to address the girl, it was evident she couldn't figure out what to say, and Ryn noticed.

"We have so many questions to ask you."

"Yeah, well same. I need to know what's going on with Therese and the whole prison thing."

"Can we go somewhere quieter, more private to talk?" Harper asked.

"Yeah um, there's a park a few minutes from here. We could be alone there."

"Would your grandmother be okay with that?" Ryn questioned and Waverly frowned.

"She's not my grandmother," The younger redhead replied.

"Okay, but would she be okay with us taking you to the park."

"As long as I'm back before nightfall, pretty much."

"Let her know, please," Harper stated and Waverly nodded, quietly heading back into the house and she turned to Ryn wide-eyed.

"Ryn, what the fuck just happened?"

"I'm still shocked!"

"She's my fucking niece! Therese had a daughter this entire time and said nothing to me." Harper appeared lost and Ryn reached her hand out and squeezed hers.

"From what I've learned from both of you, you guys hated each other so of course, she would've kept her identity hidden."

"For what? I'm not the one she should be afraid of."

"Maybe she thought you'd take her away. It is possible."

"I wouldn't but I would've tried to help her, make sure that she was comfortable and had everything she needed."

"But she looks comfortable Harper, at least to me," said Ryn.

"We'll know when we talk to her. Right now I have so many questions inside my head, I'm afraid it'll explode."

"Just relax okay."

"Sure," Harper pressed her lips together in a thin line.

Resurfacing with a bored expression on her lightly freckled face, Waverly addressed the older girls standing in front of her.