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Ava

When I woke up, I laid there for a moment feeling numb.

It wasn't a bad numb, but I was numb. It would never sink in that I had a brother. Before dad, I'd felt so alone in the world. I didn't know there was family who could love me- anyone for that matter.

Marcus.

Marcus and Ava. It didn't ring, but I guess our parents hadn't intended us to ever be together.

I would change that, because they were horrible parents. As much as it made me feel worthless, that was in the past. They didn't know my personality, I couldn't walk or talk when they knew me. Perhaps the journey was rough, but I was in a better home now that I would've been.

I got dressed into jeans and a top, putting my hair into a ponytail, trying to feel normal.

"Goodmorning," dad smiled, knocking on my door, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I have a lot running through my mind,"

"Maybe you could write it in your journal?"

"Okay, please can you make my breakfast?"

"Of course, you're going with Harry?"

"Yeah. I want to just have a laugh and relax,"

He kissed my head and I got my journal, writing down all the thoughts. I knew he read it, and that was okay, because I could write my thoughts in words better than speaking them. There wasn't anything I wanted to keep from him, because with a lot of things I wanted his opinion.

I trusted him, and I had to trust him otherwise it wouldn't work.

He called me for breakfast and Viola sat with me, hugging me. We hadn't spoken since the news, but I was too emotional last night.

"How are you feeling?" she asked.

"I'm not being hung up on the past, about how when I was so alone I didn't know anyone could be family, because we are here now,"

"That is really mature,"

"It's a big subject. Have they replied?"

Dad had emailed Marcus' carers because we didn't know how much they knew. If they allowed us, we could contact Marcus, and I really wanted to see him.

"Yes, but I'm going to talk a little more because they obviously want more details. I'm face timing them later on my own, because as long as they know we are legit they want the two of you to talk together. They seem really understanding, and really want you to meet,"

"Have they told him?"

"They are going to after I've face timed, just to make sure that it's all true, like I didn't want to spread fake news to you. They don't get much information at all, but apparently they knew he had some relative,"

"They sound nice,"

"They seem it. We've got a busy schedule, but I'm sure they would be willing to meet after our holiday,"

"That's a long time,"

"As we said, we want you two to talk, probably over snapchat. We will see what happens,"

It was crazy to me that this was happening so fast- I found out yesterday. Now, dad was already in contact, and I could have his contact by tomorrow.

What if I wasn't ready? What if he wasn't nice?

He could've been brought up amazingly, or been left to himself. He could be horrible or caring.

He might look like me.

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