Chapter 4

Well it was lunch time again and I found myself sitting alone, as usual. It was my second day of school. No worse than the first day, but no better. It was the usual way that things went when I was at school.

I sat down on the ground and leaned against the wall.

I was worried about Joanne and Alan. I had never seen them fight like that before, and frankly, it scared the crap out of me. Especially since I didn't know exactly what was going on. I mean I knew that it was about the money, but there was more to it. There had to be. I hoped that everything would be better once I got home.

The bell rang and I got up.

Another long hour of government. That had to be the most boring class in the world. And it was right after lunch which meant nap time. Especially since I sat in the back behind this huge guy. I could take advantage of that and take a nap. Oh yeah, and the teacher, he could put you to sleep in seconds.

I got into the classroom and sat down. After a few minutes class began. The guy in front of me sat down and I laid my head down.

The hour slowly passed by as I listened to the teacher ramble on and on. I would have rather shot myself in the foot than listen to him talk. I was beginning to die of boredom.

Then everyone began to pack up their things.

'Oh, thank goodness, class was almost over with,' I thought.

I put my folder away and then closed my backpack. Only two more hours and then I could go home.

"Okay, we have a quiz tomorrow so I expect to see all of your shining faces come 7th hour tomorrow," my math teacher said as she passed out our homework.

Everyone began to whine.

"You guys whine and I'll add ten more problems," she said.

Everyone immediately became quiet.

She laughed. "That's what I thought."

Then she let us talk the last few minutes of class, but I just sat there quietly.

"See you tomorrow," she said as the bell rang.

All of us got up and rushed out of the classroom.

I walked as fast as I could to get home. I wanted to be in my own home, my own surroundings. I hated school so much. I didn't want to go anymore. The only reason I didn't complain about going to Joanne and Alan was because I knew they wanted me to get my education and do good in school. I also knew that they would make me go, and there was nothing they could do to improve things at school. So for them, I dealt with it.

I opened the door and was shocked to see that nothing was in the living room. All of their boxes were gone.

I closed the door and locked it. Then I walked into the kitchen and it was completely empty.

"Alan? Joanne? Are you guys here?" I called out.

There was no response.

I got an eerie feeling as I walked around in the empty apartment. Then I decided to check my room. I opened the door and noticed that the futon and the rest of the furniture was gone. But there was a bed made for me.

I fought back tears as I began to realize what they had done.

"No, I'm not going to cry," I said to myself.

"They'll be back later," I said quietly as I set my bag down.

I walked over to my little radio and turned it on. Then I sat down on the blankets and began doing my math homework. I had to do something to keep my mind busy, even if it was homework.

After a couple of hours or working on my homework, I quit. I was getting frustrated with my packet for business so I decided to take a break.

I looked at my clock. It was 6:30 p.m.. It was starting to get late and they still weren't home.

I got up and checked out the apartment again, making sure there was not a note or something else. I looked everywhere, in the kitchen and in the closets. The placed looked like no one had even lived there a few hours ago. Once I realized that there wasn't anything that they had left behind, I walked back into my room.

Tears slowly rolled down my cheeks. I told myself that they were coming back, but I knew better.

Then I saw an envelope laying on my pillow. I wiped away my tears and smiled.

I plopped down next to my bunny and picked up the enveloped.

I ripped it open and pulled out a small piece of paper.

Dear Lily,

Joanne and I are truly sorry that we could not provide you with everything you needed and wanted.

Maybe your biological parents will be able to.

Love,

Alan and Joanne

I began to cry again. They had left me all alone.

I turned the note over and there were two names and a phone number.

Robyn Anderson 307-555-6900

Kevin Richardson

I couldn't believe those were my parents names. I recognized Robyn as my mother's name, so it was them or at least I hoped. Then I realized that I had finally found out my father's name, Kevin. I traced my fingers over their names as I continued to cry.

Then I placed the note back into the envelope. I got up and shut my light off. Then I climbed underneath the covers.

I cried myself to sleep as I held my bunny close to me. It seemed as if I was alone in this world. I had been used to it, but I had always had someone to come home to. But now that had changed and I was completely alone. I had no family to turn to or no friends that I could call. It seemed as if no one really wanted me. My birth parents didn't want me, that's why they had given me up for adoption. And now my adoptive parents didn't want me because I was too much for them to take care of. I felt absolutely lost in the world.

Orlando, Florida

Kevin had called every number and nothing had really helped. They said that they would begin searching, but he would have to give them more information. So he gave them what little information he had. They said it would probably take a while before they found anything. He told them that it would be fine, just as long as they contacted him.

Then he decided to call someone else that could possibly help him.

"Hello?" the woman answered.

"Hi. Is Judy there?" he asked.

"This is her. May I ask who is calling?" she asked.

"This is Kevin Richardson," he said.

Then there was silence.

"Kevin!? Is that really you?" she asked as she remembered who he was. "How are you?"

"I'm pretty good. How about you?" he asked.

"Yeah, same here, pretty good. So what have you been up to lately? I mean I know you're a huge star and everything now," she said.

"Yeah, I've been busy. But actually I'm calling to ask you about Robyn and Lily," he said.

"You've found them?!" she asked happily.

"Actually no I haven't," he said sadly. "I was wondering if you have. Or maybe you have heard from them."

"I'm sorry Kevin. I haven't heard from my granddaughter," she said.

"Oh, okay. Well, will you just let me know if you hear something from them," he said.

"I will. I promise," she said.

"Thanks Judy," he said.

"No problem sweetheart. I'm dying to see my great-grandchild, just as much as you want to," she said.

"I know you are. Well I better let you go, I know it's late there," Kevin said.

"Yeah, it is. But you can all me anytime you want," she said.

"Okay, thanks. Talk to you later," he said.

"Bye, Kevin," she said.

Then he hung up.

He got up and walked into his kitchen and pulled out a piece of pizza. He threw it in the microwave and got himself some pop. Once the pizza was through warming, he went up to his room and sat down to watch t.v..

Why would Robyn leave? What had made her decided that she needed to leave? She had him, his parents, and her grandmother helping her. Kevin was going to take care of the baby, no matter what happened between him and Robyn. Whether they got married or found someone else, he was determined to help. And he loved being a father. It was the best feeling in the world. Why would she take away his little girl? Why? Why? Why?

"Why?!?!" Kevin yelled as questions continued to fill his mind.

He got fed up with the t.v. and shut it off. Then he climbed into bed, still thinking about Lily.