Are You my Father?

"I'm your... daughter"
My mom died when I was 10, I was put into foster care. I finally found my dad, but what happens if he doesn't want me?


18. Chapter 18



   I had gotten released from the hospital this morning. I now sat on my bed with school work surrounding me. The boys said they hated to do this to me but they wanted me to pass Sophomore year. I groaned and threw my Geometry book across the room. It hit the wall with a 'bang', almost flying out the open window. Honestly I wouldn't have minded if it had gone out the window. I rolled my eyes and fell back onto the bed. Someone knocked on my door and it slowly opened. Zayn's head poked through.

   "Need help?" He chuckled a little, pushing the door open all the way. I held up my Geometry notebook and covered my eyes with my hand. I still had some scars from that night, but it was a good thing they were all in places I could cover. The bruises from my fight with Jasper and his buddies had faded while in the hospital. He laughed while a confused look came over his face. He shook his head. "You'll have to ask Liam bout that one. Any other subjects?" I shook my head.

   "I understand the rest," I sat back up.

   "Really?" He questioned. I nodded. "You're so much like your mom I'd think you'd be like her in school too. She always said she was good at math, she was a year ahead of her class. Kirsten too. But, she never quite understood any of her other subjects...or paid attention to them that much. I don't exactly understand how she pulled off straight A's," I shrugged and he laughed. He got up and left the room. I called Liam in and he 'helped' me with math...I still don't get it, but he helped finish my assignments, and he did most of the work so... I'm good. I was starting to work on a Power Point that my teacher had given me in History. I was trying to find the battle sites of the American Revolution when another knock sounded at my door. I looked up to see Callie standing there. She had tears in her eyes that were threatening to spill over. I opened my arms and she walked into my hug. It must have been so hard for her to find me like that. Her fingers trailed down my arm to the stab wound as she stepped back.

   "Thank you," I whispered. She laughed it off.

   "Anytime," She smiled at me.


   I walked downstairs to find everybody there. I spotted Jasper immediately. I glared at him, I knew he was the one that put Audrey up to this, I heard him...I didn't forget that. He looked straight at me with a look of pure hatred. I rolled my eyes and flipped him off behind my back as I walked past him. He growled and I smirked. We were all just talking and I figured out that this was my 'Welcome home party'. We all ate dinner and were mulling around the kitchen. I sat on a stool by Kirsten and Callie. The boys were all sitting on the counters or messing around with the food still left out. Right on time Zayn spoke up.

   "So... since we were talking about your mom earlier...what happened to her?" I swallowed my food nervously.

   "She left the country when her best friend d..." I stopped myself. These people deserved the truth. They were my mom's best friends. "5 years ago she was hit by a car on the highway and...died," I stated slowly. I looked at each of their faces. All of them were shocked...Kirsten looked sad, Zayn looked like he didn't believe me.

   "But...b-but..." He tried to speak. Zayn crumpled to the floor. Everyone had tears in their eyes, even Callie who didn't know her. Nobody was happy that night. Everyone was crying, even Emmett who must have picked up on the mood...Zayn went into depression. I didn't even know that you could go into depression that quickly. He just stared blankly at the walls while letting tears sip from his eyes. He was muttered '' all night long.


   My phone sounded and I picked it up to find a text from Sarah.

   It read: Honor

   I replied back: Ray

   We used the middle names of Rose and Callie as code words. Meaning that if I'd texted back anything else, she wouldn't have texted back. We made this to make sure that she wouldn't be texting one of the boys and I wouldn't be texting one of her friends. 

   S: She home?

   Me: Ya...but...

   S: But... what?! You know I hate it when you do that KK!

   She had always called me that ever since we had met in 5th grade back in Oregon.

   Me: Rose had to tell.

   S: Oh...

   She knew exactly what I meant. Rose had to tell everybody that Emily was dead.

   Me: I'm sorry, Zayn asked.

   S:'s fine. You couldn't have done anything.

   Me: What are you going to do know?

   She didn't answer right away. A few minutes later she finally did.

   S: I guess I'll see you tomorrow. ttyl

   Me: ttyl

   I deleted the messages and walked downstairs. Tomorrow was Saturday. Everyone would still be over here after what happened to Rose and now the Emily thing. We all had to support Zayn right now, I've never seen him this bad. Even when Emily left him in the first place he always vowed to find her and bring her back. Now...she was really gone forever...

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