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"Anastasia grab your coat. We're leaving." Christian says when we get back to the table.
"What's going on?" Anastasia says looking at Christian.
Christian looks at me and then back at Anastasia.
"I said grab your coat. We're leaving." Christian repeats himself taking Anastasias arm.
"Christian we haven't even eaten yet. What's going on?"
"Christian come on. Let's just have dinner. We'll talk about this later." I say standing between Christian and Anastasia.
"Hardin not right now. Now isn't the time."
"Christian trust me I felt the same way when I found out. I hated the world and I felt like the whole world was a lie. Don't take this out on tonight let's just have fun." What am I saying? Who am I?
Christian looks at me and then at Tessa and Anastasia who look very confused, and then back to me. He lets out a deep breath.
He takes a seat in his chair.
"What did you two talk about out there?"
I look at Tessa, who gives me a look.
I mouth the words Vance and she nods, understanding the whole situation now.
"Let's just not talk about it. Where's the waiter let's order. I'm hungry." Christian waves the waiter over.
"Have we all decided yet?" The waiter comes over smiling.
Christian takes a deep breath and begins to read his order.
Tessa leans into me and whispers into my ear.
"What just happened out there?" Tessa asks.
I whisper into her ear.
"I wasn't going to tell him but he kept on about the whole thing." I say.
"Tessa sits up and smiles. Anastasia finishes her order. The waiter moves to Tessa and I. After placing our orders the table is silent.
Anastasia takes a deep breath.
"Well then. I'm going to use the bathroom really quick."
"You know what I think I should go too." Tessa gets up and follows Anastasia away from the table.
Christian is silent. He looks down at table setting, fidgeting with his fork.
"Christian I — I didn't mean to,"
He speaks, interrupting me.
"Don't Hardin. It's not your fault. I just don't know what to say or make of the situation." Christian says.
I take a deep breath.
"I know. I was the same way when I found out. Although, I got wasted and burns mums couch." I laugh, trying to lighten the mood.
"You mean the same couch that — you know." Christian says, we both know what he means.
"Yeah. That couch." I cringe.
"Good. I hated that couch anyways." Christian says flinching.
"Honestly though, it's not that bad. I don't care for Vance that much, it's still weird seeing him as my — our father. But smith,"
"Who is smith?" Christian says.
"Our brother. He's eight now I think if I'm correct. He's pretty cool. Kind of annoying" I laugh, remembering the first time I met him. He wouldn't leave me alone. Tessa was supposed to be Babysititng him but somehow and for some reason he seemed to like me more. He wouldn't shut up, and he kept saying how "pretty" my girl was.
"What about dad — I mean Ken — dad? Fuck. What the hell do we call him now?"
"Ken. I mean I call him Ken. I don't know he's just — Ken I guess. I still hate him for fucking up my childhood — our childhood. Getting drunk every night and — that night. But, I don't know apart of me forgave him after finding out that Vance was my dad."
"This is all so fucked up." Christian puts his elbows on the table and runs his fingers through his hair.
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He isn't wrong. Our life has been like a daytime soap opera our entire life. One thing after another. Finding out twenty one years later that your dad — who might I add you hated, isn't even your real dad. The life we could have had if our mum left Ken for Vance would be totally different. I wouldn't of had to see half the things, and I probably wouldn't be as fucked up as I am now. Neither would Christian. But this is our life, this is our daytime soap opera show. It's something I've gotten used to.
