He knocked
lightly on the door stepping back and waiting, In his mind
preparing what he would say, The door slowly opened and Jagger
stood in the door way, His hand in his pocket and the other
holding the door knob. A hint of seriousness rode high on his
face as he raised his eyebrow in question towards Benji.
"Look Jagger Im sorry about before" He started,
"But your Mother and I have to tell you something" He
stated as Jagger opened the door to his room wide enough to let
Benji and Amy fit in. He walked backwards until his legs were
backed up against the Bed. Falling backwards onto his bed he
waited with his arms crossed over his chest. "Sit Up"
Amy replied shaking her head and standing next to Benji.
Jagger slowly sat up on his Bed looking straight at them,
"This isn't gonna be easy, and you probably going to be
Pissed off" Benji said truthfully as he clasped his hands in
front of him, Jagger shook his head and waited as Benji leaned
back against his Dresser. Amy cleared her throat and started,
"Jagger hunny, We haven't been really clear with you over
the last Fourteen years or so." Amy stated, "What do
you mean" Jagger asked sounding a bit curious.
"Im not your Father" Benji broke the silence he looked
towards Jagger who had a Shocked and Scared look across his young
face. "What the hell do you mean, Your not my Father?"
He asked angrily, "I look just like you" Jagger shot
towards them, His words said with a harsh sense of truth,
"Its gets weird Jagger, But there's no easy way to explain
this" Benji replied he understood what Jagger was feeling,
he himself had to go through this when he was a teenager.
"Your real Father, Well he's my Brother" Benji stated,
"Then where is he?" Jagger asked, "He died when
you were young, You were only a Year and a Half" Benji
answered. "He what?" Jagger questioned all this flowing
through his head stabbing his senses. "He was killed in a
Car Crash when you were a Baby, He told me to help Amy take care
of you, He loved you Jagger." Benji fought to keep his own
tears back, Amy already lost her battle, Her eyes were flooded.
"Is this true Mom" Jagger asked wiping his eyes and
looking towards his mother, She shook her head and rubbed her
eyes, "Im sorry Jagger" Amy replied. "But the
picture" Jagger said stopping and looking towards the side
of his bed, Grabbing the Gold Plated frame and handing it to Amy
and Benji. "That's your Father" Benji pointed out,
"No, you guys are making this all up, Your screwing with my
mind" Jagger screamed looking towards the Picture.
"That's you, Look your eyebrow is pierced, That's your
Tattoo" Jagger pointed strongly to the picture, Benji shook
his head and lifted the sleeve of his shirt, Showing his bare
arm, "No Tattoo, Jagger I know this is hard to realize, But
that is your Father, His name was Deryck" Benji replied
looking at the Picture.
"So you let me live my life in a lie?" Jagger spit out
his words were slurring in anger. "We were waiting for the
right time to tell you" Amy interrupted. "Well, it was
the wrong Time" Jagger crossed his arms over his chest.