Given Black Roses

*8*

Me and Stephanie are sitting in the car waiting out front of Elena's job. She takes my hand as I shake nervously. "Are you sure you want to do this? You been Doing great without knowing her."

I shake my head, "yes, I have to know why she gave me up. I have to know why she didn't want me."

Elena walks out the building, gets into her car and we follow her. "Just say the word and we will go back home."

"It's alright I'm just trying to figure out what to say." I scratch my head confused and sad. We came to a stop at a house. "Wow, this is where she lives. It's as big as your house."

"It is."

I grew angry, how can she leave me in the system as she goes to live lavishly? Does she have any children? I guess imma find out.

"I can go with you to the door."

After a few moments of proscrasinating I decide to do it. Stephanie takes my hand as we approach her door. I knock gently. The door opens and she answers it.

"Hello, you're the girl from Starbucks. How do you know where I live?" She asks

"We followed you. I found where you work and we followed you here.... you said your name was Jasmine but, it was Elena before you changed it. I know it's you, you're my mother and this is you in this photo." I dig for the picture in my bag and pulled it out showing her.

Her mouth drops. "I'm not asking for you to take me in and be a mother that I know you're not. I just want to know why? Why did you leave me at that police station?"

She was stuck, she didn't have anything to say she stares at me speechless. A few moments pass of awkward silence and a car pull up. We turn around and see a man and 2 kids run towards the house.

"So you done replace me I see, just tell me this. Who's my father and where can I find him?"

She points at Stephanie, "It's her father. Eric Jameson. I am so sorry but I have to go."

The kids hugged her and her husband walk inside. She closes the door. I was so dumb founded. "Wait, your father is my father too? Wait- did you know? Did he know?"

Stephanie is just as shocked as me, "I didn't know I swear. This whole time we have been half sisters you been gloating your childhood and life in my face. It's like you have been practically running the fact that your dad-our dad gives you everything you want and loves you so much. Oh my god." I bust out in tears.

She tries to hug me and I push her away. "I'm sorry Malita. I am so sorry." She apologizes but I don't want to hear it. I know it's not her fault but I just don't want to hear it. "Let's just go home." I said.

This was a terrible idea. Me knowing that neither of my parents wanted me and they out here living great lives having a family kills me inside. Like why couldn't I had that marvelous childhood that every kid dream of? Instead I get the shitty childhood. We arrived to the house and I barricaded myself in my room. I try to convince myself that I was better off but, was I really? Going from foster home to foster home being beaten and mistreating than living lovely like Stephanie? Guess it makes me stronger huh. She's not my sister and never will be. I don't care if she didn't know I can't look at her the same anymore. She is everything I wanted. I'm burning in college debt, her college was paid for by guess who? Our father! I went through hell all my life, going to college was the best thing I could have done. It help me escape everything but boom! I was brought back down. I stood in my room all day untilit was time for the dinner with Joe and his client. I ignore all Stephanie knocks and calls. I need my space. Even though he claims it wasn't a date it felt like one.

It's been days since meeting with my biological mother and finding out Stephanie and i share the same father. I just can't seem to focus and it's starting to get in the way of my job. Joe has been nicer to me lately and I would like to keep it that way.

*in at a lost for words ya*