Swapped

Chapter 4

Hello and let me just start by saying SORRY.

I haven't updated in quite a while and I know this sounds like I am making excuses but I was really really sick and still am, just not quite as much. 

I will try to make this a regular thing though, and with this I mean updating. I will choose a day of the week which will be the weekday on that my next chapter will be posted on, and from that day onwards I will post every seven days. 

If you feel like that is too often, or not often enough please comment or send me a message and tell my why so that I can think about it and possibly change my mind!

This chapter is dedicated to @PineappleIncident who made this cover! Thank you!

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Chapter 4

There was no way I could decribe the way I felt right now. It was as if all my need to sleep had been taken away and now I was just sitting on my bed not knowing what to think.

Yet once again.

But could it be? 

That was the problem. It could. It seemed like such a fitting answer. 

 What if...

I just remembered something. The past few days that I had been searching for any evidence that I was adopted I had found my papers for this 'acting job' I had done when I was smaller. I was once a celebrity look alike for Leora Stokes. But before they would let me work they had wanted a medical exam, so maybe there was some information there. Anything, I just needed answers.

Irritated and nervous I searched for the files. Where was it a few days ago?

Ah, there!

I finally found it. There was my answer. Was I switched at birth or not. Was the hospital chart correct or did they make a mistake. Was I who I always thought I was, or did I not even know myself?

I cautiously opened the massive binder. My hands shook out of fear. Out of excitement. Out of everything. 
I scanned the pages, the contract, pictures, information.

No part where it said that I was adopted. Nothing. 

And on the medical pages...? They had written that my bloodgroup was AB+.

How is it that I am still not satisfied? They obviously made a mistake at the hospital. That can happen, that's possible. But did they really? Maybe I can go to my doctor, he is incredibly nice.

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"Next, miss Keller." The nurses voice called me.

"Coming!" I smiled at the nurse as I went into the room of Doctor Jones.

He had been my child doctor. He officialy treated teens up to the age of 18, even though not many went as long, but I still went there due to his warm personality and how he also listened, instead of only examining you and sending you away with a prescription.

"What exactly bothers you, Indigo? I see here that you have been having quite bad heachaches?"

Okay... Maybe that was a lie. Even though technically it wasn't since I did fall on my head about a week ago. And even if someone would classify that as lying, I see it as acting.

"Weeell... Yeah."
"So how exactly do they feel and where do you feel them?"

I clearly havn't thought this through. At least not enough. How am I going to start the conversation?