Cyrus Noble II Ch. 14: Megan's and Viktor's Parents

When I was done my dad said, "So, your friend set this up to protect you?" I nodded. "I say you are very lucky to have someone like Cyrus watching over you." I grunted. We sat there for a few minutes. "So," I began. "What's your story?" He started his story, how he met my mom, how they thought they were in love. When she died he was tempted to commit suicide. He said, "I would have stayed with her, I would have done my best to be a father. For the longest time, I've regretted that day, but now...." He looked at me. "I just learned that Mia gave me a beautiful and caring little girl." There were tears in his eyes. "You look just like her, you know that?" I moved from my end of the booth to his end, and we hugged each other. Maybe Cyrus was right, maybe we are better off knowing who are parents are.


I sat there and told my story to my mother and my father. After I was done the father made what sounded like a huff of amusement. "Figures. You kids get lonely and then you want you Mommies and Daddies back." The woman said nothing. While Mom said, "Could you at least pretend to have a heart William? The boy is blind! He needs help!" "Oh, I suppose you can do anything with the flick of a wrist, like you kept expecting me to when we were living together!" "No, but you could have done a lot more if you stopped drinking and uprooted yourself from the couch more often!" I've had about enough of this. "Yo!" I said getting their attention. "What the Hell is wrong with you people? I'm your son, the son you suppossedly lost in the middle of birth, doesn't that bother you at all? Now, I'm here telling you, that you've been lied to, and you're going to argue with each other?" "Shuddup, boy. You don't know nut'in about marriage." The lady stepped in. "What's the matter with you? If I lost a child I would've jumped off a building. Now that he's alive you don't even care? You I'm the most shocked about." She said, pointing to my mother. She responded, "I was devastated when I was told about what happened. Over time, I just learned to accept that these things happen." The woman stood up. "That's it, come on Viktor." She locked her arm in mine and started to leave. "Let's go for a walk." The father called out after her. "Sharon! Sharon!" She snapped back to him, "It's Miss Parkhurst to you." I didn't know what to say. "Um, thank you, Miss Parkhurst." She turned her head to me, I guess she was smiling. "Please, Call me Sharon."