[Completed✔] ❝I can't look at you while you're like this.❞ Bianca has hidden her rough past from her two teenage daughters who are hot on the trail to uncovering who their real father truly is. Delia and Macy stumble across a whirlwind of secrets wh...
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August 8th, 2011. 6:51 P.M.
At the party that night, Bianca found Loanne near the television, "Do you know where your sisters are?" she said, tapping her foot on the ground. The whole night people asked for them, or simply wondered why they weren't attending. Loanne didn't miss a beat selling her sisters out, "They paid me to keep quiet and skipped school." she smirked, loving to see them in trouble. "Your kidding." Bianca said stunned. Loanne nodded a yes.
August 8th, 2011. 6:52 P.M.
Delia and Macy raced home from the train station, all the way down their street they panted, although already late for the party the hope remained that they'd be able to sneak into the back and melt into the party as if their mother hadn't been waiting so desperately for their return home.
Delia was caught straight away, Bianca clutches her arm tightly, "You're grounded." she whispered in her ear, then stood up to smile once again. She flattened her dress, and went on to greet more party guest. Delia blabbered, mimicking her mother.
Bianca wasn't overly strict but was quite protective over her daughters after her own youth. She didn't want to see them make the same mistakes and go through the pain that she did, but knew deep down she knew that trying to hide it all from them would come back to bite her.
After the very last guest took their coats and left the house, Bianca fell her exhausted body against the front door before setting eyes on the twins. Fury rises through her limbs as she stood up to them, "You ditched school. You were late. You lied." she counted on her fingers all their wrong doings, "Where were you?"
"No where." Delia lied. Macy stepped forward with a confession, "We went aunt Amy's house." she admitted, not wanting to lie. Bianca immediately turned to the ring leader, scowling at Delia who she knew was the one who guided the trouble.
"Macy!" Delia objected, snapping her head towards her sister who couldn't believe would snitch on them like that. Delia could be real bad tempered without even saying a word. Macy could feel the burning leer from her sisters eyes on her skin.
Bianca was stunted for a moment, she didn't know how to react as Steve and Amy hadn't mentioned anything that whole time, "Go to your room, we will discuss this later!" she shouted, not even wanting to look at the twins. Delia storms upstairs, while Macy trails behind.
Bianca throws her head down, groaning into her hands. Paul comforts her like he had always done since day one, "You'll need to tell them someday." he pulled her closer, she melted in his arms. Paul brought her stability and comfort, something that Dallas never could. "I'm just not ready... I don't think I will ever be." she said.
Paul brushed some hair from her eyes behind her ear, he stared at her longingly, "Sometimes we're never ready, but have to power through. You can do it Bianca. You're the strongest woman I have ever met." Bianca mustered a frail smile, "Happy birthday Paul."
August 11th, 2011. 2:12 P.M.
It took a few days for Bianca and Delia to cool down from all the ditching school trouble. Macy took a lighter punishment than Delia who got grounded for a month, Bianca knew who the dominant one was. She also knew she could trust Macy's word over Delia's.
Dean came over after school, he wasn't much for classes or anything, but had an insane talent for computers. As he clattered away at the keyboard, Delia and Macy surrounded him. "Search for within 50 km." one of them would say, while the other said the opposite, "No. He has to live around here."
Bianca lugged some laundry by the doorway, she backed up upon seeing Dean hunched over the computer, "That better not be dirty images your all surrounded around." she laughed it off.
"Gross mom!" Macy recoiled in disgust. Bianca wanders over to the screen, Dean flicked onto something else. "Dean?" she leers over him, "Yes, nice to meet you." he trembled, nervous to meet her.Bianca balanced the laundry basket and shook his hand. She left the room, leaving the door wide open.
Dean turned back, and began scrolling through the list until it came up with Dallas Winston, age 35. There were three people who matched the search, Delia scribbles down their addresses. She scans over them, recognising all the streets... it was like fate.
