My backwards world

I try to get out of the bed, but my whole body is in pain. "Ow!" I yell over the pain in my wing, cause I have to lean over it. I decide to get up the other way instead. Then I wonder about my left wing. I look at it as I extend it out and fold it in a couple times. no pain luckily. Then I walk over to dad, and I shake him awake. He wakes up startled, and gets a a little scared. "Wha-what?" I need to get home. I need to have a talk with mom." I say gathering my clothes. I pull the curtain around the bed, then I walk over to the other side of the room and change. I check the time on my phone. 8:45 am. Gawd I have never gotten up this early, except for school. It took me a while to get my broken wing to fold in without too much pain so I can put my shirt and hoodie on. I put the curtain back, and see dad still sitting there on the chair. "Come on dad!" I say grumpily. "Yeah I'm goin, I'm goin." He replies. He gets up, and puts his coat on.

  Then the doctor walks in. "Ah, you're up already." He says. "I see you are ready to leave I take it?" He asks. "Yep." I reply putting my backpack on. But I noticed something in the side pocket that wasn't there before. I pul it out and it's a small picture of a man with green eyes, and...white...wavy hair. Just like that unicorn from my dream. "Oh my god." I whisper to myself, putting the picture inside my backpack. "Well you're free to go." He says gesturing his hand to the door. "Thanks." I say heading for the door, with dad right behind me. I walk out into the hallway, and I get so many different looks from so many people, but I just ignore it. "Why are you walking so fast?" My dad says panting, trying to keep up with me. I just simply shrug. We take a right down another hallway, with more faces coming from several people about my presence. Then we go left down another hall towards the foyer. When I am stopped. I notice a hand holding onto my shoulder, and it isn't dad.

  I look at the man, and it's the man from...the picture. Dad keeps going. "Be careful out there." He says. "There's a news crew just outside." He let's go of me. "I'm Kevin by the way. Now you better get going Marie. Told you you'd see me soon." He says smiling. I don't even know how to react, cause I'm shocked to the core. He's real!! That means he was telling the truth. I gather myself together, then I grab him by the collar of his shirt. "Come on." I tell him. "What?" HE asks. You're coming with me. I need to know if you're telling me the truth. I let go, and keep walking as he follows. Dad comes back now with worry in his face. "Marie!" He says panting, putting a hand on the wall to hold himself up. "Theres a lot of people out there with cameras and stuff. They know you're here." He says gasping for air. "I know dad. Let's just go get this over with." I say continuing to the foyer. To the right is the morgue, and the entrance to the left.

  We go left, and come face to face with flashing lights, and reporters, and cameras, and all that sort of stuff. I cut through them, and right away they notice me. All the chatting and flashing, stops. Then a woman in a long red dress with blonde hair steps in front of me. She breaks the silence. "Hey, are you the mystery being from that explosive bus crash just 24 hours ago? Is it true that you are the only survivor?" She begins. I walk pat her, and she follows. "Yes, and yes." I reply still walking. To be honest I really want her to go away. "What are you exactly, and where did you come from?" She continues. I stop, and look her in the eye. "My name is Marie Sanderson. I am a student at Westview high school, I was human, but somehow became this. I'm a pegasus now, and it's ruining my life in so many ways." I say quickly. "Now leave me be." I say, and fortunetly she does, but then the flashing of pictures being taken starts again.

  I walk out of the front door of the hospital, and feel the cool breeze flow though my hair. "Hey, Marie? Who is this?" My possible fake dad asks about my possible real dad. "He's...a friend." I say. "Now can we go home?" "Yeah, sure." He says leading us though the parking lot, and rows of cars, and trucks. Eventually we get to the black Malibu, and I get in the back, and Kevin gets in the front passenger seat, and dad, i he is my dad, drives. It takes him a minutes to get out of the parking lot cause it's so big. Suddenly I see it's not raining, but is very sunny and not a cloud in the sky. So many thoughts flow though my mind, and so many un-answered questions. Nobody says anything. I lean my head against the window like always. Is this just the start of my bad luck? Or is it going to get even worse? I look to both men in the front seat wondering who really is my biological father. I just don't know.

  When we get to the house, I rush out of the car, and into the living room. "MOM!" I yell. "Marie is that you?!" She yells from somewhere in the house. "Who else is it?!" I say sarcastically. Then Kevin, and dad walk in. Mom walks out into the living room, and gasps. She runs over to me, and hugs me tight. "You're okay!" She says tearing up a bit. I hug her back for a second, then pull her off me. "We need to talk." I tell her. Then she notices Kevin, ad Kevin looks a bit teary eyed too. Mom instantly hugs him, Then at that moment I knew what Kevin had told me in my dream was true. "Who is this?" My dad, or fake dad now, asks me. "K-Kevin." I say trying my best to keep my cool.  Mom lets go of Kevin, and turns to me. "Well, why don't we all sit down cause I have something very important we need to talk about." I say as calm as possible. So we all sit on the living room couches. "So mom, and dad." I start up looking at mom, then to the one who claims to be my real father.

  "I think I now know why this...sudden physical change in me happened." I tell them. "Well Whats that?" Mom asks. I sigh. "I realized that you instantly recognized this man." I say gesturing to Kevin. Mom looks at me puzzled. "Kevin told me that you two fell in love and that you two had me, not you and John." I say. John is my fake dad's name. She gasps deeply, then puts her face in her hands. "So that means Kevin is my real father, and John isn't, meaning you two have lied your whole lives to me that John was my real father." Now dad sighs. "Is that true?" I ask. "Yeah it is." I say before any of them have the chance to reply. "Yes...it's true." Dad says. "But what does that have to do with this whole transformation thing you went through?" He asks me. "Well that's where Kevin comes in." I say looking at Kevin.