Chapter 2

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CHAPTER 2 this is it!!


"Dom, where do you think you're going?" My sister asked. WAIT. She's not my sister. More like a STRANGER.

"Somewhere away from you guys." I answered.

"Look, you can't just leave this house-"

"What if I want to?" I cut her off. "I have enough! I'm tired of being sick. I'm tired of being trapped. PLUS. I'm not even one of you." I said as tears slowly dropped on my face. "I'm not even your sister." I continued.

I grabbed my suitcases and my other bags and got ready to go out the door. But before I was able to go out, my sister said something that struck me.

"Well, you will always be my sister. We grew up together. Please stay?"

I sighed and simply replied, "NO" then I opened the door and went to the bus stop to grab a bus for Annie's house.



~AT ANNIE'S HOUSE~



"Hey girl, what's wrong?" She asked.

"I just couldn't believe it."

"Believe what?"

"I'm adopted." I answered.

"Oh." She said in a low tone. "Should I get you some coffee or tea?" she offered.

"I'll take a tea." I replied. "Sure. I'll be back in a sec."

While Annie was gone, I decided to go on twitter to see my mentions.......and.....it's blank. How shitty is that though?

But anyways, I looked up to Annie's account and one of her post was a woman who looks exactly like me.

OMG. But how? I looked up to her account and started....you know...trying to know her more. Not until when Annie came and interrupted me.

"Hey! Here's your tea."

"Umm...thanks." I said as I grab the tea.

"Your welcome." She replied with a smile then went away.

"So ummm.....who's this?" I asked as I show her the picture of the woman I saw.

"Oh that one? That's Anne Cox." She replied.

"Anne who?"

"Anne Cox. She's the mother of Harry Styles."


Oh GREAT. The mother of a member of that shitty British boy band.


"Oh the mother of that stupid curly head?" I said sarcastically. Annie simply nodded. I know that she hates me calling one of them ugly and hate stuffs.

"Oh sorry. I just can't seem....you know control it."

"Yeah it's okay and by the way, why did you ask about her?"

"Mind telling me more about her?" I told her and she simply nodded.

"Well she's the mother of Harry and his older sister, Gemma. She divorced with their father when Harry was seven-"

"Who's their father?" I asked.

"Des Styles why?"

"Oh."

"Why did you ask anyways?" She asked.

"Well I found her and she....kinda....looks like me." I replied.

Annie's face lightened up and looked at Anne's picture.

"Dom? Do you know what I'm thinking?" she asked.

"No?"

"You could be......


TO BE CONTINUED......

SO, what do you think? I know that this chapter is quite boring but anyways, lemme know what you guys think? Bad comments accepted.

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