Jessica's POV
My mom and dad asked me to stop by their home today and I decided I will stay with them for an hour or two or even stay the night. Tomorrow is Friday and the uni finally decided to give students a break and declared holiday for three days and we couldn't be happier because this happens once in a thousand years.
The principal must have been in a super-duper mood to announce the holiday and let's hope he will always be in a good mood to go easy on us.
I wanted Rose to come with me and we were arguing till she kicked me out. She kinda looked like she had an appointment with someone and hence kicking me out of our own house but I didn't ask further and drove here, to the place I've grown up my whole life before I moved out.
The house wasn't THAT far away, it took a good forty minutes' walk to reach the house. I love them all my heart and I cried for hours when I had to leave them to go to college. But at the same time, I was happy I was finally becoming an independent lady I've always wanted to become.
"MOM, DA-" I stopped in my tracks when I saw some guests.
"Hi" I waved at them awkwardly and headed upstairs to my room.
I got up and took a shower. After showering, drying my hair and my body, basically doing all the things I usually do after showering, I came out of the bathroom to see my mom sitting on my bed with a frown on her beautiful face.
"Hi mom. How've you been? What's wrong? Is something wrong? Fill me with the stuff that happened while I was away." I said as I sat next to my mom on the edge of my bed.
"Jess, I think we should have told you this long ago and we had our reasons but I think they're merely excuses that we told ourselves for the past few years." She said as her eyes were starting to fill with tears, making me frown.
"Mom, what's wrong? What happened while I was away?" I asked seriously and she just kept on looking straight at the wall, worrying me more than necessary.
"Is anyone going to die? Were you diagnosed with cancer or something?" I gasped and asked her, my eyes filling with tears as the worst-case scenario filled my mind.
"No, we're pretty healthy." She said as she shook her head, making me sigh in relief.
"Mom, then I won't blame you or dad for whatever happened while I was away. We're a family and we will take care of it together. But you will have to tell me what happened so I can figure out what's going on. No matter what you guys have done, I will forgive you because you are my mom and dad; the ones who gave birth to me. I will never blame you." I said as I hugged my mom who was crying her eyes out.
"You don't understand Jess." She sobbed in my arms and I patted her back.
"Well, whatever you've done, I promise I will forgive you. Whatever happens, I will be your daughter and nothing will change it. Unless I was adopted." I mumbled the last part as a joke but my heart started hammering inside my ribcage when my mom tensed in my arms.
I tried my best to shake the negative thoughts off my mind and reminded myself of all the funny jokes and memories I had in order not to break down. She didn't have to tell me what the matter was about. Her body language gave it all; no matter how much I wanted to tell myself I was overthinking; it was useless when I was so close to the truth.
I let go of my mom and looked at her red eyes which were filled with guilt and regret, making me drop my arms around me.
"It can't be." "It can't fucking possibly be what I think it is, right mom? Mom?" I pleaded as my voice shook. When she didn't reply and she lowered her head, I couldn't help the pang in my heart as my whole world shattered infront of me.
"MOM! Tell me! What is it? Please tell me it isn't what I think it is! I beg you." I said as I fell to the floor, clutching her hand as my vision blurred with tears filling my eyes. "Please." I begged and pleaded, convincing myself that I was just overthinking.
"I am sorry Jess. You aren't our biological daughter." That was all it took for me to break down and cry my eyes out. When the truth hit, when I realized that my twenty years of living with them, the world I was living in and literally everything I did and believed was just a lie, I couldn't control myself from sobbing. My whole life was a fucking lie. I felt like my whole life was a joke. Am I a mistake? Was it?
I've believed all along that people who raised me were the only ones who I thought had given birth to me and loved me but now that everything turned out to be a lie, I didn't know what to believe and what not. Just like that, recalling all the memories, I cried for hours.
"After all these years of keeping me in the dark, why are you telling me this?" I asked her as I blew my nose and calmed my mind from jumping to conclusions. I couldn't face her like how I used to after knowing that she wasn't who I believed she was. I didn't even know what to call her anymore. Foster mom? How can you possibly call her that when it's engraved in your mind and heart that she is your real mom?
"Because your biological parents are here." I felt my whole world stop as she said it and I couldn't help myself from bursting out in laughter. As I laughed my ass off, my eyes filled with tears again and I was surprised my tear gland had so much storage to store so much liquid in it.
"I am not a freaking thing they can throw away and possess as they like! Why are they here after twenty years?! For what?! To let me know that I was a mistake from the very beginning so they threw me away but after seeing me happy, they just had to crush my life? Very funny." I sat on my bed and collected information to put the puzzles together.
"I have to face them sooner or later, right? Whether I want or not." I whispered as the realization struck me. There was a sickening silence between us as we stared at the ceiling. After yelling at my inner devil and angel to stop bickering and give me additional headaches and problems to solve, I took a few deep breaths to calm my mind and racing heart.
I stood up and offered my hand to my mom. I will still call them mom and dad despite the things they've done because they did nothing wrong by adopting me and giving me the happy life, I lived. Yes, they lied and kept me in the dark but I believe they did it because they had their own reasons. I will listen to them later but they are the ones who gave me the life I have today so they will be my mom and dad forever; related by blood or not.
"Let's go. I know that I can't run away from it forever." I smiled and offered my hand to lift my mom up from the bed. After fixing her messy hair, we walked downstairs to face the nightmare.