Chapter 29

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                                Onyx's POV
I sniffled and smiled.

"You're my best friend too. Primrose you are too."

"Phew. I was starting to think, we weren't friends again. JOKING! I love you!"

"I-I love you too."

"I'd sit down with you but, I'm not sure I'd be able to get back up."

I stood up.

"Right."

"Daddy? Who's paying for our Disney trip now?"

Fuck.

I crouched down.

"I apologize sweetie. I'm not sure that's going to happen now. Madeleine isn't my step mom. Her offer, probably went away. I know I promised we'd go once you're better. A-and I mean it. I-I'll find a way." I said as my voice cracked.

I picked up Marionette. I started walking to the couch I sat down. Marionette kept hugging me.

"I swear..I'll find a way to get you there. E-even if it's just for the aquarium. I-I'm sure we can afford a hotel and park tickets for, at least that."

Marionette wiped my tears away.

"We can always do something else!"

"I-I know. We've just never gone on a vacation before. I wanted it to, be somewhere special."

I yawned.

"Ah. I see you're getting tired."

Primrose sat down next to me. She put her arms around me. I put my head on her shoulder. My eyes started to get heavy.

"I'd start explaining. He won't be up much longer."

"Listen...we both had too much to drink that night."

"Did you know what was going on at home?"

"I-I knew. Who do you think called CPS because of it?"

"My principal."

"I called too."

My eyes shut. I woke up on the couch.

Shit..

I missed the explanation.

Was that even real?

I heard voices coming from the dining room. I walked in. I saw my uncle...dad...I don't know what to fucking call him. Talking with Primrose and Marionette.

"Fuck...that wasn't a dream?"

"Hi daddy!"

"Hey princess."

"Have a good nap Nyx?"

"I don't freaking know baby...I'm pretty sure, my head is still spinning."

I sat down at the dining room table next to my daughter.

I put my face in my hands.

"I feel like I'm going insane. I-I really do. My family is confusing the hell outta me. Don't tell me I'm adopted too. That'll REALLY screw me up."

"You're not adopted."

I put my head on the table.

"Ugh."

He was at my house for a few hours. After he left, I went to my room. I threw myself onto my bed. I screamed into my pillow. I felt someone rubbing my back.

"You'll understand this soon, hopefully."

"This is bullshit! W-why did everyone lie to me?!"

"I-I don't know. I'm sorry I don't know baby."

"I-it's not your fault."

"He invited us to his house tomorrow. I don't know how you'd feel about that."

"You think, I should go..don't you?"

"He deserves a chance."

"Goddamnit...why is my family doing this? Hold on..My aunt..is actually my step mom?"

We ended up going to  Christopher's house. Axel opened the door.

"So..you're my brother?"

"Apparently."

"Jesus Christ, I am so confused."

"Me too. Me freakin too."

He let us inside.

"Princess, go find Beca so you can play with her."

Marionette ran away. Christopher's wife, Seanna walked up to me.

"I didn't know, I promise."

We sat down at the dining room table.

What the fuck is going on?

There was a knock on the door. Seanna went to open it. We heard a familiar voice.

"Where is he?!"

"W-who?"

"Go by the girls."

"Is that Donovan?!"

"Uhhh yeah. G-go by the girls."

Axel and Primrose started running. I went to the front door.

"Uhhh...why are you here?"

He grabbed my arm. He pulled me out of the house. He threw me down to the ground. He started punching me. I put my arms up, so I could block him.

"What the hell?! I'm not your son anymore! What the fuck Donovan?!"

"Why couldn't you stop asking questions?! You just had to keep on talking!"

"I was only telling you how I felt! Stop!"

He put his foot on my chest to, hold me down. He crouched down without, moving his foot.

"No wonder, your mother started to hate you. I wish Mason went ahead and gutted you like a fish when, he had the chance."

I spit at him.

"Cute. Real cute Onyx."

He started stepping on me. I put my hands on his ankles. I was trying to get him off me.

"What..do...you..want?!"

"You dead!"

He pulled something out of his waistband.

Since when did he have a gun?!

He pointed it at my head. My eyes widened.

"What the fuck?!"

I heard two gunshots.

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