Above the water

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‘Urgh...’ - a grumpy, sleepy man’s voice sounded from the other side of the phone. His eyes traced the way to the clock sitting on the nightstand. It was 3:30 am in the morning.

‘Dad.’ - Sabrina spoke on the other side of the line. She couldn’t calm herself and wait until the morning to confirm what she already had doubts about. It was eating her inside.

‘What?? Honey...’ - the ton of the 64 years old Jake Olsen suddenly changed when his eyes landed on the clock standing on his nightstand. - ‘Are you okay?’ - he asked with worriedness in his voice.

‘Dad’ - she signed. - ‘What blood type are you?’ - she asked after taking a deep breath.

‘Sabrina.’ - he started but she interrupted him.

‘Please, just answer my question.’ - she snapped.

‘It’s AB+’ - he said but he couldn’t understand what was going on and why she was calling him with such questions in the middle of the night.

The moment his words went through her brain, her heart ached. As she was standing up on the living room, she slightly slipped down and sat on the coach.

‘Honey are you there?’ - Jake’s voice changed into a worried ton. But there was only silence on the other line. She knew what that meant. With one of your parents AB+ and the other one B-, there was no way that they could have a child with a blood type 0, as she was.

‘I know!’ - she exclaimed.

‘What do you know?’ - he asked back. - ‘Do you...’ - he started again but she interrupted him.

‘You are not my real parents.’ - Sabrina shot at him and suddenly there was only quietness on the other side of the line. That was fallowed from a deep inhale and exhale that she barely heard on the phone before he finally spoke.

‘Come home. We can talk here.’ - he barely said with a rather calm voice like he was expecting this day to come and was prepared himself for it all those years.

‘I need to know so please, tell me the truth!!!’ - there was a pain in her voice as her heart ached from what was about to be told out loud.

‘Oh, honey...’ - he signed. - ‘There is something you need to see. It’s time for you to come back home.’

In that moment Sabrina wasn’t sure if she wanted to find out what her long know father was about to serve her even though deep down, she already knew it.

‘Alright.’ - she said back and closed the line with no more words. She turned her head to see the sleeping Ryan in her bedroom. He was so peaceful. His calmness brought in her safeness and made her feel like all that was about to happened is just so fine. Sabrina looked back at the table where his car keys laid, she raised up and walked there. After a nearly second of thinking she grabbed her coat and his keys and left the apartment without looking back at the sleeping in her bedroom Ryan.

After nearly 2 hours of driving, she was now standing at the kitchen’s chair in the house she well knew, because she had the most amazing childhood memories at this very room. She heard a slow footstep approaching her and her eyes traces the siloed of her father. Jacke Olsen, with his deep blue eyes, sit in front of her and stared for a second.

‘It is good to see you back here.’ - he said to her with the whole warmth he could ever feel. She, who hasn’t visited this house from nearly 5 years was standing there again and that could bring him only joy at that moment.

‘Is it true?’ - she ignored his statement and with a bit coldness in her voice asked for the truth once again.

He took a deep breath and with a shaking hand took out a letter box out of his pocket.

‘This belongs to you.’ - he handed her the letter. - ‘I should have given this to you many years ago, but your mother was never ready for that moment.’ - he swallowed the lump in his throat and look down at the ground. No matter the reasons his wife had to hide everything from Sabrina, he always knew that it was no right.

Sabrina felt her heart beating in her ears. It was hard for her to even speak. It was too obvious to ignore the obvious. Not anymore.

‘It was January 12, 1992, when I took your mother outside the town of Vancouver. We were just found out that she is unable to give birth and that was all she ever wanted.’ - he began, and Sabrina stared at him wating for her truth. - ‘She was so depressed and so hopeless from the fact that the only thing she wanted from this world from the bottom of her heart, she cannot have it. And there it happened. In the coldest nights, when the snow was so thick and the fire couldn’t warm us, we heard...’ - he paused, and his eyes filled with so much joy of the memory. He closed his eyes and trying to imagine that particular night because that was the night he began to live truly. - ‘There was a baby bassinet outside our door and inside of it - it was you.’ - Sabrina’s eyes filled with tears as she begun to realise her missing pieces. - ‘You were playing with your beautiful green eyes and...’ - he paused again. - ‘You were our blessing. A gift from God himself on our desperate moment.’ - he reached out to hold her hand, but she suddenly pulled back.

‘So, you just took me in?’ - she said with a bit anger in her voice. - ‘Did someone came looking for me?’ - she asked back.

‘I don’t know.’ - he looked down at the ground. - ‘The next morning, when the storm passed, we left with you, and we never looked back again.’

‘You just took me without thinking for someone who might search for me? Anyone?’ - she couldn’t hold herself anymore, even the man in front of her has given her everything. This lie all those years, she was not able to forgive, and she was starting to lose it.

‘Your mother felt in love with you from the first sight. I couldn’t bare taking this away from her. It was going to be the end of her.’ - he tried defending themself, but it was like Sabrina was not listening anymore.

‘So, you stole me away. How can a man be so selfish as you were.’ - she started raising her voice.

‘No... honey, it was non...’ - he was trying to explain to her, but she didn’t listen.

‘You lie to me for 28 years. How could you do this to me? How could she do this to me? I can’t believe it.’ - a few tears rolled down her face. - ‘What else hmm? What else I have not known?’ - she raised herself from the chair and walked away to the window.

‘There is nothing else. We moved here, we started a new life with you. We loved you as you were our daughter. I will always love you and you will always be my daughter sweetheart.’ - he walked where she was standing and placed his arm on her shoulder, but she pulled back.

‘No. I need space.’ - she raised her hand in front of his face and look on the other side. His eyes were now filled with pain and regret for making the choices they made so many years ago and not telling her the truth at the right time. He took something out of his pocket and placed it in her arm.

‘This is yours.’ - Jack whispered and closed her arm and hold it for a second, and then pulled away.

As Sabrina opened her arm, there was a neckless lying. She stared at it for a few seconds until she read her bare name on it. But this time it was not Olsen, the name she knew and the very name she grew up with. There was the name Sabrina Mayer, engraved from gold. Sabrina wheezed. She couldn’t believe it. Who was she? Before she had this whole in her chest of something missing, but now she had no identity. She was someone, she knew nothing about and that break her apart. She was no one's daughter, no one's friend and no one's lover, because how could she be something to someone when she didn’t even know herself who she was and those thought hit her so hard that she couldn’t stand there no longer.

‘I can’t.’ - Sabrina walked through the table, grabbed the letter and start walking away.

‘Sweetheart...’ - Jack began but she stopped him.

‘It’s enough Jack.’ - she raised her hand against his face to make him stop talking, because she couldn’t bear to hear more and walked out of the house without looking back.

His hearth died in that moment as her words pierced through him. She, in her entire life has never called him by his name. His heart sank and he leaned back against one of the chairs. He felt dizzy and unable to control his own body.

As Sabrina was driving her way back to the city, she was sobbing in Ryan’s car. She was chocking from the pain that burst inside her chest. The look on her face was so empty and broken. She has never felt such pain and betrayal as she did in that moment. Her entire life was one big lie and nothing more. On the sit next to her, her phone was vibrating from the hundred messages and missed calls but only one name appeared on the screen, and it was Ryan’s. She ignored it. Sabrina was looking straight to the road ahead. She pressed the accelerator and drove so fast on a red light that she barely missed crushing into a moving truck towards her. She pressed the break and the car slipped and went out of the road and crashed into a tree. She hit her head onto the steering wheel and fainted. A drop of blood ran down her cheek as in her left hand she was holding the neckless her father earlier gave to her.

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A few hours later

Severe pain and heaviness in the head cause Sabrina to open her eyes only to realize that she was no longer in the car in the middle of the road. She tried to stand up from the bed, but the pain sent her back again.

'Shit...' - she touched the bandage on her head and narrowed her eyes at the pain she felt. Suddenly the door opened, and someone walked in. She couldn't focus on the figure standing in front of her because of the concussion until he spoke back at her.

'You need to lie down still.' - he walked near the bed with a bag of ice. Then, she realized that it was Ryan himself standing next to her. He leaned closer and put the bag of ice on her head.

'Ryan?' - she frowned confused. - 'What happened? Where am I?' - she looked around the room confused.

'What happened is that you took my car, left me in your apartment without answering my calls, and got into an accident' - he shot at her full of rage.

'God, don't yell please...' - she closed her eyes from the coldness of the ice on her face.

‘I am sorry. You need to rest. I will come to check on you later, okay.’ - and with those words, her heavy eyes closed, and she fell asleep again.

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Author’s note: This is my first story and I’m really excited. I hope you all enjoy it. Feel free to criticise me. That will help me and this story to become better. And don’t forget to follow for more.