Expectations Vs Reality Pt 2

Reaching the Hospital I saw a 6ft tall middle-aged man with dark green eyes pacing down the hall "Dad, what happened to mum, is she okay now?"

" (-------) Quickly come with me, your mother needs blood, you are the only one who can help her," he said grabbing my arms and guiding me to the doctor who I just noticed was standing a few meters away from him.

"Mrs. Quinn passed out this morning from anaemia, and she requires blood, but she has a very rare blood type named AB NEGATIVE which we regrettably do not have in stock, I will test your blood against to see if your blood type matches," He said quickly all in one breath.

"Of course, you can," I said, almost offering my arm to him, even though the thought of needles piercing my skin made me tremble. "Please Follow me then"The doctor voiced out politely while directing me to where I would get tested. Turning to my dad, I tried comforting him "Mom will be alright, my blood will match" I stated while silently adding "after all, I am her daughter".

After the doctor took my blood, with me trying and failing to avoid shrinking away, I went back to the hallway and took a seat beside my dad. He didn't talk much, I assumed he was still scared. Some hours later the doctor came back with a grim look

" Why did you not inform me that she was adopted, it says here that her blood doesn't even match, and they have different blood types, it would have saved us a lot of time"

"What… What do you mean adopted, she's my real da..." I couldn't hear anything after that, it was all a blur to me. While telling myself that machines made mistakes too, I saw a woman wearing scrubs running towards us and informing us that they coincidentally found someone who came in for a blood donation today and happened to be a match, both blood type and all.

Again the feeling came up, something wasn't right, and it brought shivers down my spine. I reflected on how coincidental everything was and how no doctor would be allowed to test someone's blood against another without permission, especially in a hospital that catered to the top of society and also happened to value privacy. But I discarded that feeling because I was just so gratified that my mum would be okay.

I looked up, and it was then I saw her, she was the exact carbon copy of my mother with a mix of my father, with her doe eyes and pouty lips, she looked everything real that was fake on me, the hair and the eyes. I saw my dad stiffen and his look of disbelief, and that's when I understood that my life was about to change in a very terrible way.

The blood worked perfectly, and my mum was discharged after a few days. My dad was very grateful and showered her with thanks, I had never seen my Father behave like that to anyone, he always seemed so high up with no emotions except around my mum and sometimes me. He looked at her with adoration, adoration I never got to feel from him most of the time with work keeping him being busy and trying to bring the company value higher.

Even when he never really saw me I always believed he loved me but just didn't know how to express it but seeing him interact with her proved me wrong, he probably only tolerated me because I had the title "daughter". It was only mum I perceived love from. But now I didn't anymore.

It was Maternal love at first gaze for her. Everyone seemed to forget that I existed, that sometimes I needed to touch something to remind myself that I was neither invisible nor transparent. There wasn't any need to confirm with the machines, not when it was glaringly obvious. With the way she looked, anyone with sight could guess that she was the biological daughter.

It was the only proof they needed to know she was the one that came out of her womb. It didn't take long for the rumors to sweep the house and the social society. Everyone feasted on it like a hungry cat in the face of fresh catnip, The maids were whispering that I deserved it, that I never resembled them neither in the looks nor grace needed in a Quinn. Although, to this day, I never found out about the grace they spoke so highly of.

Everyone adored her, The hard to please Maids, mum, father, and Aron, apparently they had met before. It was like they were all under a spell, a spell only I could see. And that broke me. Although I constantly told myself that I could make Aron fall for me, deep down I knew that it would never happen. He always seemed to have no emotions, he was so cold, oh so cold, but I kept being drawn to him ever since I saw him at the banquet.

He was so handsome under the sparkling lights of the chandelier and my little heart pounded for him, I loved him. Even with the recognition that he would never love me, I comforted myself with the knowledge that he wouldn't love anyone else and that I had time to melt his heart that seemed frozen in time. So seeing him smile at her, laugh with her hurt me in a way I didn't know was possible. She wasn't even special, she was average in personality and manners, yet she was still loved. Just how.

"WHYYY!!!, What about me... I had constantly changed for them, I did everything I could to look and be more like them ever since the young me heard the tattles from the maids and realized I looked nothing like them and from then on I always dyed my hair and wore contacts even when though it made my eyes teary and itchy, I studied like I was on drugs and made sure I was at the top of my class, so why doesn't he notice me then, why don't any of them notice me anymore? I believed that they loved me.

"How could you like her, what about me, she is stealing you and my parents away from me" I screamed at Aron

"We were never yours to be stolen, and just because I tolerate you doesn't mean I like you or ever will" he replied coldly while frowning. I flinched like I had been slapped, thinking it would have been better if he had done that instead.

" Please, please, not you too, don't leave me, I can't take it, anyone but you," I said with muffled sounds and a clogged nose.

He looked at me with adverseness "You stain your household name, Pathetic" He responded while walking away.