Life's Obstacles: Chapter 5

Jake's P.O.V.
Note to self: look before you cross.

My body was numb, I can't move my legs, I can't even shake my own hand. Was that how much I loss blood?

It seemed as if it was, 'cause even if I saw my mom squeezing my hand, I can't even feel it. I'd just wince after 80 seconds.

"I'm glad you're awake, Jake. I was starting to think you left me." She said with a relaxing sigh. But I was bothered with something, something --- someone was not here. ..

"Wh-Where's Dad?" I asked. She hesitated.

"Listen, Jake. Jason's not here." She said hesitantly.

"You sound like he's not my father." I observed. "What happened?"

She sighed. "Ja-Jason's not your f-father." She stammered.

"No! H-He's my father! Wh-Why are you s-saying this?" I demanded.

I have to say, it's hard to talk when you can't move your limbs, your mom just accusing that your father ain't your dad, those and that your uncle was there which surprised me that I just realized, why didn't I have dad's blue eyes? All I had was mom's brown hair, and. . . my uncle's brown eyes.

What's going on? I thought.

Looks like I didn't think of it, 'cause my uncle replied.

"Jason's not your father, Jake. I-I am." He said glumly. (The revalation!!! :D)

"What!?!" I said.

"He's right, Jake. Jason's no one in your life . . . from now on." Mom said.

She explained everything, from when dad left for a business trip, to her being sad, then Uncle Leo comforting her, to her being pregnant with me, then me being born.

I winced each time she said that dad wasn't my dad.

Then something happened that nearly cost me dearly, I passed out.