Bria POV:

After being released from the hospital I was basically quarantine at home by my parents for weeks . The police was searching and patrolling but, so far they haven't been able to find any information pertaining to what may have happened that night that I was taken and I still hadn't remembered anything.

When I got home Mickayla had called me immediately and we had spoken . She had explained how frightened she had been when I hadn't returned to finish the dinner and then the panic of realising that I was missing and not knowing what to do or where I was .

So far it had been two weeks since I was kidnapped and I was getting restless just being at home . I haven't received anymore weird gifts and nothing strange had happened so far . I guess mu stalker wasn't going to take the risk of being caught by the police. One Tuesday as I was watching a movie in the living room, I received a call .

" hello?", I said as I answered.

" Hello, am I speaking with Bria Tomlinson?", a female voice asked .

" yes you are ".

" OK hello again miss Tomlinson, my name is Mrs.Edwards and I am calling from the University of Technology. You sent in your application about a month ago applying to be apart of our institution and I would like to let you know that your application was approved . We have sent you an email with the next steps to take but, welcome to UTEC and we look forward in helping you to grow and achieve the highest level of education so you can become successful in your career", she finished and by then I was smiling so hard my jaw hurt.

" thank you so much. I am looking forward to learning at your institution and I will check that email immediately", I replied.

" you are welcome, have a great rest of your day Miss Tomlinson ", she said and ended the call and immediately texted my parents and told them the news as well as Mickayla and as if the day couldn't get better I found out that Mickayla also applied and her application was approved, so I would be going to college with my best friend.

Doh get mi wrong , mi know it aguh be expensive but, mi know how fi do hair and mi know how fi bake suh if mi haffi put mi skills to use in order fi help miself then mi more than happy fi do that . Mi know seh mi parents dem aguh help mi to because a dem actually push mi fi guh college afta high school instead a fi guh work , save and send miself , plus student loan deh deh to but, that would be my last resort.

I checked mh email and after finding the one UTEC sent to me , I carefully read through to see what I should do next . It was alot and I knew I wouldn't be able to do everything now but, I should be ready by next week . Almost 10 mintues into reading , I came across a section that required some documents such as my ID , birth certificate, diploma from my high-school etc . I still hadn't received my latest CXC results as yet so for that information they would have to wait.

I placed my laptop down on the dinning table and went upstairs to my parents room to search for my birth certificate. I unlocked the door and entered the room, heading over to the dresser drawer where I knew that my mother kept every important document. I opened the drawer which was stacked full and started searching but, after awhile of reading through documents I still hadn't been able to find what I was looking for so I gave up , deciding that u would just ask my mother when she came home but, then I saw another drawer but, it had a keyhole , meaning that it had to be unlocked with a key.

I found it weird that I hadn't noticed it before and I figured that maybe that was where she was keeping it so I started searching for the key. I found it inside her underwear drawer buried under piles of underwear . I unlocked the drawer and pulled out the first stack of documents on top and then froze , my eyes going wide .

A document sat on top and in big bold black letters were the words ,Adoption Certificate. My mind blanked, my stomach twisted violently.

I reread the words, over and over, hoping that I was imagining them. It had to be a mistake. But there it was, in big black bokd letters , mybname, my actual real name? staring back at me. Aliaya Douglas. My parents weren't my actual parents.

A sharp, bitter laugh escaped my lips before I could stop it. My hands clenched the edges of the paper, crumpling it as rage, hurt, and confusion swirled in my chest like a storm. Dem lie , them actually lie to mi fi 17 years. Yes dem raise mi as dem owna daughta and yes dem a good parents but, dem anuh mi actual parents . Why dem neva tell mi ? Wah happen to mi actual mada and fada? Why dem gi mi up fi adoption?

All these years, they let me believed I was theirs, that I belonged to them . Every "I love you," every family dinner , every little celebration, it was all built on a lie.

I stumbled backward, the floor feeling unsteady beneath me . Memories flashed in my mind, my father's overprotectiveness, my mother's nervous glances when people commented on how I didn't resemble either one of them some years back. Had everyone known except fi me ?

My breathing turned ragged, chest tightening.I wanted to scream, to tear apart the room, to demand answers , because they owed me that . Imagine if I hadn't received the call from UTEC today? Would they have even bothered to tell me any at all?

My vision blurred, hot tears spilling down my cheeks before I could stop them. I didn't want to cry but, this , this was not only a shock but, it hurt. To know that I was living in a family that wasn't even my own, to know that I wasn't wanted by my own parents , that hurt. I loved the Tomlinsons but, I hated them for lieing to me and I didn't know if I would ever forgive them for it.

I went back downstairs to the living room , deciding I would finish reading the email after my parents came home and I have confronted them . My sister Celine arrived at around 2 :40 and she paused when she saw me in the living room , staring into space .

" yuh alright?", she asked as she entered and I lifted the adoption paper and waved it at her .

" mi anuh yuh sista . Probably that's why yuh look more like dem than me", I replied and she frowned confused as she took the paper from me and read it .

" wah ? Yuh adopted ? But, mummy and daddy neva mentioned nuhun bout this . Why dem woulda do that? Suh wait, wi anuh actual siblings?" , she asked her eyes wide .

" yes I am and no we are not. Wah mi really upset bout a the fact seh dem neva tell mi and mi nuh think dem did plan fi tell mi any at all . A find mi find the paper when mi a search fi mi birth certificate fi mi college application".

She sighed , placed her bag down on one of the other couches and sat down beside me .

" am sorry Bria but, this nuh haffi change anything between wi. Mi still view yuh as mi sista wether biologically or not . Mi know wi nuh always get along or agree pon everything but, yah still mi older sista and nuh matta wah dem seh afta this , that nah guh change", she said and I gave her a small smile.

When my mother came home later in the evening, I was waiting for her in the living room and she paused on her way upstairs , rewind and entered the living room where I was instead.

" evening, a wah happen to yuh?" , she asked but, instead of answering I stood and handed the paper to her and watched as shock replaced her expression.

" when yuh did aguh tell mi mummy ?"

" weh yuh find this ? Who gi yuh permission fi deh guh inna mi room when mi nuh deh home ? How yuh ...", she tried to change the topic , instead getting angry at the fact that I went into her room .

" mummy when yuh did aguh tell mi seh mi anuh yuh daughter ? And instead a try fi explain yuh a change eh topic . Unu did even plan fi tell mi any at all?", I asked .

"Yes of course wi did aguh tell yuh but, eh wouldn't change anything because wi love yuh like wi owna daughter and yuh real mada mek wi promise fi nuh seh nuhun till yuh tun 18. Wi do everything fi you Bria and wi love yuh , suh yes mi know wi shoulda seh sumuh and mi sorry seh yuh haffi find out like this ", she said .

" suh weh mi real mada live? Why she give mi up fi adoption?", I asked trying not to cry, it really hurt to know I wasn't wanted by own mother .

" yuh mada did a 15 when she get rape when she did a come from school . Mi an yuh fada did just a celebrate two years a marriage a the time but, before wi did get married wi did a try fi have wah baby but, nuhun did a work . Eh did get to wah point weh wi  just give up and decide fi look inna adoption instead and a suh comes wi meet yuh mada . She neva explain eh full reason why she wah give yuh up but, she just tell wi seh she have har life fi live and she neva choose fi get rape nor did she want to keep the product a the rape , suh she give yuh up and mi know that anuh eh easiest thing fi hear but, from  she gi birth and wi si yuh , wi know seh wi did wah be your parents and mi woulda neva change that", she said.

I was torn between feeling sorry for myself and feeling sorry for what had happened to my actual mother but, it still wasn't fair because i never asked to be a product of rape .

" afta wi adopted you , couple years later mi find out seh mi pregant wid Celine and mi did honestly inna shock but, mi thank God because him finally gi mi wah baby a mi own ..."

I stared at her my eyes wide and she sighed as she realised her mistake but, it was too late , the damage had already been done . Not only was I a child of rape but, even now despite the fact that they claimed to love me and showed me proof of that love, it didn't change the fact that I wasn't theirs,  that I didn't belong , that we didn't share the same blood .

" Bria ..." ,she pressed trying to stop me from leaving the room but, I shook my head .

" no mummy, eh nuh matta nuh more . Mi get it", and I left her standing in the living room and went upstairs to my room.