Chapter 7

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"Dad! Dad are you okay. Dad wake up," I cried as I held my dads head on my lap. I guess I can say he took the news well he just passed out. I looked at Marcus who looks about ready to run. "Marcus can you grab some smelling salts from the kitchen." Marcus ran to the kitchen and I heard a lot of banging before he came back.

He opened the bottle and put it under my dads nose. My dad woke up and looked at us like what happened.

"Daddy you passed out after I told you I was having twins," I said wiping my eyes and sniffing.

My dad got up and looked at Marcus uh-oh. Dad walked over to Marcus and hit him in the dick. "You knocked up my baby boy you dummy I should kill you but I want to see my grandkids," he looked over at me "how far along are you April," he said. I wish I could tell what he's thinking.

"A little over 3 months," I said looking down I don't want to see the look on his face.

"Well I guess I should tell you some stuff come sit down." He said with a sigh sitting in his favorite chair. "Your biological mom is a guy," he said. I looked at him shocked I'm just finding out about this. "I met him at a club and we hit it off. We went out a couple times and I fell in love with him. One day we decided to meet each other's parents so I took him over and everything went great. We went home that night and he complained about some pains so I took him to the hospital. He was in labor and he was losing so much blood. He didn't die thank goodness but he was in a coma and when he woke up he didn't remember us. It hurt because all of those months we had together and then we had you and he just didn't know us. We always talked about the future and what we wanted to do it was all planned out. I loved him I really did then I met your mom and she was like a breath of fresh air. I told her about him and what happened she decided to help me raise you like her own. If you want to get in contact with him I'll hire a private investigator for you." He looked at me with tears rolling down his face. This is big I don't know whether to cry or be mad.

"I wanna find him," I stated looking dad straight in the eye and I felt a arm come around me pulling me into them.

"Okay I'll make some calls," he said with soft eyes. I have a million and one questions going through my head right now. "And we'll talk about this baby thing later." He walks off into his office. I still don't know what he does for work. I cuddle into Marcus and I must have been tired because I went to sleep.

When I woke up I saw it was dark outside I looked at the time on my phone and saw it was 10:43 pm. Then my phone dinged, 'good night my loves I'll see you in the morning.' Well that explains why I woke up alone in my bed. I laid there for a couple of minutes going over what happened this afternoon. Sigh. I should be mad they kept this from me for 17 years but I guess better late than never. I wonder what my biological mom looks like do I have his nose or his hair. I wonder what he's doing now do he have a family do I have siblings. I guess I'll find out soon. I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen for a pre-midnight snack and saw my mom in the kitchen eating a sandwich.

"I guess dad told you that he told me the truth," I said looking at her while making my sandwiches.

"We didn't know how to tell you also I heard that your expecting when did this happen."

"Well I didn't find out until I was a little over 2 months," I think she's trying to change the subject. "Anyway I asked dad to find him. I want to know more about my family so if something happens with my kids I'll know if it was from someone down the line." I said grabbing a cup filling  it with water and grabbing my sandwiches and heading towards my room.

After I finish my food and cup of water I went to the bathroom before deciding to go to sleep. Laying in bed I started to wonder who my kids will look like the most. As my eyes started getting heavy I thought about how I was going to give birth and what to do about school. I close my eyes and fell asleep dreaming about my future.

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