Milly's Wrath

{Part Twenty-Five}

I didn't waste any time leaving from the school; but it wasn't quick enough to escape the looks of everyone around me. My entire past, that even I didn't know about, were plastered around my school of nearly one thousand to see. They knew more than even I knew, because I still refused to look at all the documents. All I saw were the words 'Murdered Mom' and it was enough to make me evacuate the premise, ignoring the cries of my friends and boyfriend, to speed out of the parking lot in my car. I stopped a few blocks later to throw up on the side of the street.

Quickly arriving at my destination, I forcibly slammed my door and barged to the little house used as my most recent Orphanage. I knocked on the door until somewhere opened it, not bothering to stop and wait for someone to come. I was tempted to just kick it in, but deemed that too...maybe I should-

Before I could even fully register that the door flew open and I almost punched the lady who opened it.

"Autumn what are you-"

"Shut up." I barked roughly bumping past her into the house. I still remembered the entire layout of the place, immediately coming to the door in the back that I needed the most. I threw the door open, making it bang against the wall before slamming it back closed with the knob locked. Sitting at the desk was Yvette, I briefly took notice that she let her hair grow out before she looked up in alarm, and immediately tensed when she saw it was me. "So that's what everyone decided to hide form me!" I kicked the nearest wall, storming to her desk. "She was murdered? All this time you let me hate a person who was dead?"

It was the first time I spoke the words since seeing them , and I felt the smooth bile beginning to rise from my throat but I swallowed it back down. I was disgusted. Disgusted at myself for actually

hating her, thinking she left me here when in reality she was dead, and disgusted because they actually let me believe that.

"Milly, Sweetie-" She got up to come towards me.

"No!" I yelled, ignoring the banging on the door as someone tried to come in. "Who the hell are you to not tell someone the person who gave birth to them is fucking dead? Who the fuck are you to keep something like that away from me!" I screeched, flinging a chair to the other side of the room, narrowly missing her.

"We thought it was the best thing for you!"

"It was best for me to wonder what was wrong with me all my life? To think I must be such a horrible person that the only solution for anyone was to leave me?" I didn't give her time to answer before flipping the small table she had in the corner for one on one sessions with the girls. "It was better to let me starve myself thinking I was too fat and apply tons of make-up thinking I was ugly once upon a time? It was better to let me cut myself over and over and over again for years because I hoped one day I would get that little vain that would end everything!?" She looked shocked at my revelations. "That was better to you?"

"Autumn you don't understand everything yet!"

"And you never gave me the option to know everything!" I yelled, suddenly frustrated, not even knowing why I came in the first place. "But now my entire fucking school knows information I don't even know myself! It was not your place to decide I couldn't know the truth ! It was not your choice to decide what I could and couldn't know! It was not your choice to hide my life from me!"

I pushed the file cabinet over before yanking the door open, undoubtedly breaking the knob because it was locked and I didn't bother to unlock it. I rushed in my car, already knowing what had to be done.

London was not getting away with this.

Pulling into the driveway I was shocked to see both Rick and Nicole's cars already there. They never get off before six, let alone home before seven, and it was only three now. After storming into the orphanage I drove around for hours, trying to get a clear piece of mind, but that didn't work out. All I saw was deception and rage and secrecy and I hated it. Just when my life is perfect, a family, a boyfriend, a full-ride to my dream college, and a national title under my belt- this screws everything up. I knew things were too good to be true, but not on this level.

So maybe I was hurt too.

Getting out of my car I slammed the door, marching to the front door to see it was already opened. I slammed that one too, effectively stopping any conversation that was going on. I wasted no time going up the stairs and into my room, slamming that door too before starting to get my items for a shower.

"Sweetie?" Why was everyone calling me that? Now it was Nicole's voice I heard before she came in my room. Rick followed closely behind her, matching faces of pity as they tested the waters. "Your school called us, and Yvette...You have to know we didn't intend on you find out like this."

"Then when was I supposed to find out?" Though my voice was low venom was laced in it. It was a tone I hadn't used in a while, let alone with them,and it took them off-guard. "In five years? Ten?"

"We wanted to tell you on your birthday but-"

"But once again I had no real choice in what I should know about my life, right?" I slammed my own drawer closed. "Because everyone else decides for me? Because it was safer for me to learn it this way than to have people I trusted tell me? Is that it? I thought you understood me- but obviously you don't. I thought I could trust you, both of you, to always listen to me and actually care about what I have to think or say. But no...you're exactly like everyone else I've tried to avoid : Backstabbers only worried about their own lives in the end. Now, I don't want to talk, so feel free to leave."

I brushed past them, going into the bathroom adjacent to my room. I immediately turned on the water, but never got in. Instead I sat on the toilet, and unfolded the piece of paper I took from my drawer in the middle of talking to Rick and Nicole. Staring at the charcoal drawing, I was finally able to put a name and relationship to the face of the woman who haunted my dreams all my life.

Alyssa.

My phone vibrated in my pocket, signaling the time I set it for had been reached. It was close to midnight, and Nicole and Rick had been to sleep for a few hours ago. I grabbed my hoodie from off my desk, making sure to close my door as tip-toed downstairs and out the door. Dark clouds loomed over me as the crescent moon glistened from above. I stared at it for a few seconds before continuing a brisk pace down the street from my house- to the park. It was abandoned, as I've never seen kids occupy it, with good reason I guess. The swings were wooden, paint on the slides chipped, and the sandbox barely had any sand in it.

Deeper into the park, by a dying tree, was another vaguely similar hoodie.

"Thought you chickened out on me." The voice said as I came into view.

"Cut the dramatics, Shelly." I responded, rolling my eyes at her theatrics. "Have you even known me to be a wimp?"

She shrugged. "People change."

I took in her red dyed hair cut into a style much resembling Keri Hilson's short due. She had green contacts in, and they sent a shiver through me for a second. She looked like an evil Egyptian cat, and her mischievous smirk didn't help anything.

"Yeah...So it's just me and you?"

"Kelsi's in a boarding school in Alaska and Junior has a fever;so yeah it is."

I felt my body freeze for a seconds at the mention of Nicki and Xavier's child, but I brushed it away. That was them now, and it had nothing to do with me.

"Perfect."

"So are you going to tell me why we're going after this girl?"

"Do you need one?"

She pretended to think things over. "No, not really. Let's go, I already saw her a few blocks down."

I thought I heard a twig snap, but when I turned around no one was in the open space, and there was nowhere to hide. I also thought I heard tiny murmuring voices, bu tit had to be form my imagination.

Turning back I saw Shelly several paces around me, and with one more deep breathe, I followed her to London.

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