Secrets in the Hunt (Book 2)

Crumbling Down

A few days after the rave, I decide it's time to finally sit down and work on the homework that has been building up. I frown down at the chemistry homework on my lap. This is literally impossible. A knock at the door saves me from the horrors of homework. 
    "Come in." I call, smiling at Lydia, my eyes widening as I look at the huge pile of bags she drops at my door.
    "Hope your schedule's cleared. I'm gonna grab your dress then take the rest of these to Allison's room and we are going to get ready for my party tonight." She says with a wide smile. I just laugh, taking the dress that she holds out for me. I hold it up and nod at it.
    "I don't hate it." I say with a smirk.
    "It's going to look great on you. Just don't wear sneakers or I will never forgive you." She teases before picking up the bags and nodding to my door. "Coming?" She asks.
    "Give me like ten minutes, I have to finish this chemistry homework so that I don't get held back." I admit, flopping back down on my bed. She purses her lips, but nods before leaving, leaving the door wide open. I roll my eyes, bouncing my leg up and down as I read the problem again. A knock on my door frame makes me huff before looking up and frowning.
    "Could I grab you for a few minutes? To talk?" Mrs. Argent asks, her lips pursed.
    "Did I do something wrong?" I ask and she shakes her head.
    "No, Tori, you didn't. It's important that I talk to you though." She says, I hold back a huff, knowing she won't take it well, before dropping my textbook on the center of my bed. My bed. My room. It's really not, but without Sam and Dean here, I can pretend to be normal for a few more days. I stand and follow her into Chris' office, not at all surprised when she shuts the door.
    "If I did something to upset you, I'm really sorry. I-" I apologize, but she shakes her head, cutting me off.
    "You didn't do anything, Tori. I just need to talk to you." She says, gesturing to a chair. I frown, but nod and sit in the chair, watching her take the one next to me instead of the one across the desk. She's quiet for almost a minute, making me fidget nervously in my seat.
    "Um are you going to talk or?" I ask, not able to stand the silence any more. Mrs. Argent takes in a deep breath before letting it out shakily.
    "Seventeen years ago, I found out about werewolves." She starts and I frown.
    "I thought you always knew." I say and she shakes her head.
    "No. Chris told me about it shortly after Allison was born. I was furious with him. Furious that he kept a secret from me for so long. We had been married for almost five years when Allison was born and I felt cheated. Left out of something that was important. I was angry, so I packed a bag and I left." Mrs. Argent continues and my eyes widen.
    "You left Allison?" I ask, and she nods, a grimace on her face.
    "She wasn't even a year old, but I left. I was very angry and I was determined to learn about the supernatural world by myself. I didn't trust Chris to tell me since he kept it a secret for so long. There were whispers about a man who knew a lot about this strange world. That he was a hunter, and one of the best. I went on a journey to find this man. John Winchester." She says, and I frown.
     "You're telling me that you knew my dad?" I ask, and she nods slowly.
     "Yes. Your father was a difficult man to get along with. He didn't open up easily, but I was able to make him open up to me. He and I had a romantic relationship. I know that it was wrong, it was one of my biggest mistakes in life, but I was a very angry woman. And I wanted knowledge. Very shortly after starting our relationship, I knew I needed to go home. I missed my daughter. But there was a problem. I was pregnant." Mrs. Argent says and my blood runs cold. My stomach drops before I'm even able to comprehend what she just said.
     "You-" I start to say, but she talks over me, finally able to get her story out in the open.
     "I was going to get an abortion. It would've been the easiest way to go back to Allison right away. And I didn't want to risk John trying to continue a relationship with me. But Dean found the pregnancy test and he gave it to your father. Of course he didn't understand what he was doing. Your brother didn't have a malicious bone in his body. But the damage was done. John knew and was so excited to have another child. I decided to forgo the abortion and just leave the child with John. It wasn't easy, missing out on the first nine months of Allison's life. The child came early, a girl, and was very small. She was taken to the NICU and the doctors told John that I needed rest. The second he left, I vanished. I ran and went back to my daughter. My beautiful baby girl. I didn't know the name of the girl I left until recently. And I never spoke to John again." She finishes talking, letting out a long breath. No signs of emotion or regret on her face. I wipe furiously at the tears streaming down my face.
      "You're my mother?" I ask, the words bitter as they fight to come out. She nods once.
      "I needed-" She starts to say, but I jump up, shoving my chair back.
      "How dare you?" I yell at her, unable to stop the tears. "I've lived with you for months! I have watched you love Allison, and I have worked to help her and watch out for her and you never told me? Why the hell would you tell me now? Why after all this time would you tell me?" I hiss out, my arms wrapped around my chest as I try desperately to hold myself together. It feels like there's lead where my heart should be, something heavy pulling me down as I shake and glare at the woman I've dreamt of meeting. The one who never wanted me, never cared about me. She frowns and shakes her head.
      "I needed to tell you that before I talked to you and Allison together." She explains, and for some reason, hearing Allison's name sets me off and anger settles atop the hurt.
      "Yeah okay." I scoff, walking towards the door and ignoring her call after me. I sprint up the stairs and into my room, slamming the door. I quickly flip the lock and grab a duffle bag, the tears blurring my vision. I shove random clothes in it, then glance at the dress still sitting neatly on my bed. There's no way I'm coming back here before the party. I throw the dress into the duffle and grab a pair of shoes to wear with it. I toss in Lydia's birthday present and zip the bag before unlocking the door. I pause when I hear Mrs. Argent across the hall at Allison's door. There's no way I'm facing her yet. I turn and climb out the window instead and start running away from the house that made me feel like I was crumbling.

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Okay, so some of you guys guessed it awhile ago, but Mrs. Argent is Tori's mom. Not exactly a great thing to find out, or a great thing to write, trust me. This is going to be really hard on Tori and the next chapter or two are pretty sad. As always, please comment and vote!