"i always told myself to step into the sun, but little did i know that she'd be doing cartwheels into the light..."
disclaimer: i don't own any of dear evan hansen, and i am fully aware there is another fanfic on wattpad with the same title. this co...
trigger warnings: mention of robbery (idk if that's an actual trigger, but I just don't want anyone who has had a bad experience with a home robbery to get uncomfortable)
Tuesday was an interesting day. I got to school, and I walked in with Susan and Chris, as usual. Chris and I headed to our first class of the day, while Susan headed to publications. It felt like your average Tuesday morning.
Halfway through the day, though, my mind started to wander to random places, mostly The Connor Project, since I hadn't found too much new information since last week. I decided to google "The Connor Project" and "deleted" at the same time, so hopefully, I would be able to find more than what I usually did. Unfortunately, the only useful thing that popped up was Chris' blog. I am so happy that Chris posted that on his blog, because I got a lot of information because of his post.
At this point, I wondered if I should just ask my father about it, or have Susan ask her aunt about The Connor Project. I mean, these websites were more than twenty years old. I didn't know how to recover lost websites, and we had been at this dead end for a while, but Chris' blog would have a new comment every once in a while, giving bits and pieces of new information. But I still didn't want to ask my dad, mostly because last time I asked him something "personal" didn't turn out well for him. I didn't want to be a burden to my father or his mental health. Plus, the comment said that my dad did something to prompt the deleting of The Connor Project page, and I didn't know if I really wanted to find that out. I figured it would be best if Susan asked her aunt, but I still sort of felt bad for bombarding her Aunt Alana with questions about whatever happened in her senior year of high school. I mean, it was still kind of random and personal for her too.
When I got home, I was super tired, since I stayed up super late the night before. All I wanted to do was go in my bedroom, and take a nap. I still had homework, with was kind of stupid, so I kind of just kid my homework at the kitchen table. When I finished, I went upstairs, because I really just wanted to try and take a nap or do something relaxing. I've got to stop staying up crazy late on school nights
After I slammed my door to my room, I heard a minor crashing sound. Like something kind of heavy fell. I slowly opened my door, just in case someone was robbing the house. Instead, a picture of a tree that was kept hung in the hallway, had fallen. That picture has been up for as long as I can remember, and I've slammed my door hundreds of times before (I had a slight habit of accidentally slamming my door. The tree picture wasn't cracked or anything. The nail in the wall looked a little messed up, so that might've been the case. I figured I would try to fix it. I grabbed the picture off of the floor, but then a piece of paper fell out of the frame. I picked up the paper, hoping to investigate.
The paper was a plain white, but the back felt super smooth. I turned the paper over, and saw a picture. It was a picture of a younger-looking woman in a hospital bed. She was holding a pink-faced baby, which I assumed was a newborn. By the side of the hospital bed, was a younger version of my father, who was beaming.
I knew exactly what this picture was, but I wasn't sure who to go to about it. I went to the first person I knew who to go to.
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Susan's house was only about two neighborhoods away. It was a quick drive, so I made it over quickly. I had the picture, in my cup-holder, just to keep it safe. I pulled into Susan's driveway as fast as I could. I was shaking, I was freaking out so much. When Susan saw me pull in, she opened up her front door.
"What is it?" Susan asked, and I got out of the car. I held up the picture, as I walked towards the door. Though I was kind of far away, Susan knew full well what I had. "Holy Crap, where did you find this?"
"I slammed my door, and one of the pictures fell down. This was inside the picture frame..." I replied. Susan lead me into her house, where Chris was sitting on her couch in the living room.
"What's up, Mia?" Chris asked. I showed Chris the picture. Chris looked at it for a second, "Is this you?"
"What do you think?" Susan asked.
"I mean, you can't be too sure..." I replied.
"Isn't that Connor's sister?" Chris asked.
"I knew that was your mom!" Susan said.
"Guys, I have no idea what do do..." I interjected.
"Yeah, I'm sorry, Mia... This must be super crazy for you, and I can tell you're kind of in shock...." Susan said, as she patted me on the back.
"I mean, this is all kind of a shock... I didn't think I would find out anything about her so soon..."
"Well, when did you think you would?" Susan asked.
"I don't know. I either thought that my dad would tell me something about her, or I would just never figure it out..." I replied.
"Well, maybe you should go to your dad?" Chris suggested.
"I don't know. I've never gone to him for this kid of stuff before... I never told him about the Connor project before or anything... Besides, it's Tuesday, and he gets home later..." I said. I thought for a second, and I finally got an idea, "I have an idea... I have to go, though..."
"Good luck, Mia..." Chris and Susan said, as I power-walked to my car.
Author's Note:
Are you ready to be shook? Lol, sorry for updating later than usual. My phone isn't working at the moment (probably due to the fact that Apple is coming out with like, 2 or 3 new phones, depending on if you count the plus.). This week is kind of crazy for me, and Thursday's update might happen earlier or later, due to the fact that it's my first show for my show choir! Love you guys!
