If I Lie : Book 2

31. Blue Mothers Only

(I handwritten this chapter last year because I already knew what was going to happen in the book. I know I'm so cool but also lame and hey we're now in the thirties of our chapters, I am proud of myself!) 

Noah POV

After the fiasco of finding my real mother and mom breaking any connections between her and Ansel things got real dark, real quick. She wasn't as happy as she'd usually been with me. But the good thing was my long lost siblings had it in their right mind to give me their contacts, they felt like wanting to know me and that made me feel good . . . I suppose. 

We returned to our home in Los Angeles; where she had a few break downs and didn't go to work most of the time. Ansel would drive by the house and clearly wasn't allowed over but he'd check up on me. Jean wouldn't talk to me either, it made me feel weird to think about her when all she'd ever done was be up under me every moment she could find the time to. I wasn't allowed to talk to anyone; my phone was taken from me, I only had my computer to go on because I still had to do school work-, surprisingly I was amazed she even let me do that in her crazy phase, having access to the internet and all- and I had just got a phone recently. 

It was felt so wrong and so stupid to not be allowed a phone after having one for roughly a month. 

We stayed in the house for a long time; I wasn't allowed air. Mom was paranoid. I guess those are the breaks when you are a heat broken single woman who swoons for a man far too fast. It's Sunday, I don't think we'll go to church, it's far too late anyway. I don't know why but I liked church for the silly reason that on the first Sunday we get to have those little chips of bread and a tiny cup of grape juice, yeah I know it's silly but it's the little things in life that bring me joy. 

I went onto my computer, seeing that I had a lot of emails and new usernames. Most of them were from my teachers but the newest ones on top were from yesterday and they belong to all of my brothers, sisters, and cousins from the party last week.

I found out I had an uncle too-- His name is Mattias. It made no sense to me that my mamo would deny me all the family I had. She never spoke to her own parents but I was just finding out that I had all this, aunts, uncles, and grandparents. My birth mother had a kind wife too that I would like to speak to one day. 

I thought to use my computer after ignoring my newfound family after a while, of course, I still hated Eliza but I had no ill will when I met her and tried to hug her. She was beautiful more than I could comprehend and I didn't even look like her. I hoped my brothers and sisters didn't resent me from coming up out of the blue after having time to think about me existing. Who else did I have to talk too? Who was the only relaxed person in this house besides myself?

My half-sister, Dallas saw that I was online; she seemed to be the coolest kid out of them all and from what I heard, Ashley's favorite. When I was the reunion, Dallas was the first to look at me and then at Jean, she was the first of my siblings to talk to me. I typed back to her, "hey Dallas," I sent her the message nervously then followed with another, "are you mad at me?" I sip on a can of soda and watch the dots move up and down, waiting for a response. 

Dallas Robinson:  No why would I be?

Dallas Robinson: If Im being honest I miss you. I should be asking you if you hate me

Noah Lopez: Thats crazy, I couldn't hate you

Dallas Robinson: But you could. My mother tried to have you murdered. We're filthy rich and all these years you didn' get a cent . . .

Here she was giving me every reason to hate her but I couldn't control the situation. 

Noah Lopez: Dallas ...