Surprise?!

Standing in the adoption alone brought back memories from five years ago. The day I gave my daughter was a hard day but a needed day. I knew I couldn't support a child at sixteen with as many drugs as I was on, but now that I'm twenty and drug free I want to see her. I know adopting her back is impossible but I want to see what she looks like. Her father Matthew left me soon after finding out I was pregnant; he didn't leave me because of the pregnancy, he left because of the drug abuse. He figured that the child wouldn't make it because of the abuse I had done to my body.
"Are you sure Miss. Fisher?" The receptionist asked
"I just want to see Joelle." I said
"Alright, I'll call the adoptive father tomorrow and stay in touch with you." She said
I nodded and walked quietly out of the agency to my best friend’s car. Angelina Moore; my best friend of nineteen years. She was there when Matthew walked out, she was there when I gave birth, she was there for me giving her away, and she was there for my rehab. She's never let me down.
"How'd it go Skye?" She asked as I got into the car
"They're going to call the adoptive father and ask if I'm permitted to see her." I said
"Will this help you or destroy you?" She asked
"Help I hope. I just need to see Joelle, there is a part of me that is trying to scratch its way out to just knock on doors still I find her. This is the more reasonable way." I said
"How do you know if she's even in California?" I asked
"They said she was living with a resident of the Orange County area." I said
Angelina nodded and started driving towards our apartment, I'm a lot better than I was at sixteen. I'm alive instead of barley alive. When we got home she smiled at me and we went inside, her boyfriend Brandon was sitting on the couch watching something on TV.
"Hey." He said as we closed the door
"Hi." I said
"How'd it go?"He asked
"They're going to call the father and ask if it's okay." I said
"That's better than nothing." He smiled
Brandon is a sweet guy, he looks like a pothead but I can assure you he's not. He and Angelina have been dating since freshman year of high school so six years, he's probably the only male I trust anymore.
Weeks passed and I still haven't heard from the adoption agency, I was becoming a wreck.
"Skye just call them." Brandon said walking out of Angelina's bedroom to see me freaking out on the couch.
I nodded and reached for my phone and called.
"Hello?" The agency receptionist answered
"Hello, this is Skye Fisher." I said
"Yes, sorry. I forgot to call you. We called the father and he said you are allowed to see her as long as you don't say anything about being her mother. Just pretend I be a friend of his." He said
"When can I go?" I cried happily
"Next Friday, noon." She said
"Thank you, thank you so much." I said
"You're welcome." She said
She gave me the address and I scribbled it down and hung up.
"He said yes!" I screamed throughout the house
"When do you go?!" Angelina came running out wrapped in a towel.
"Next week." I smiled
She hugged me and jumped around with me.
"My orders are to pretend to be a friend of the fathers." I said
"You can do that." She said
I nodded and smiled excitedly
"I'm going to sleep for a week!" I yelled running to my room
I jumped into bed and cuddled under the covers, sleep came easy but I knew I couldn't sleep for a week. As I fell asleep I fell into dreamland
I was pacing my bedroom waiting on my boyfriend to come over, I had news for him and I didn't know how he was going to take it. I wanted him to hurry up, as if he read my mind my mom called for me.
"Skye, Matthew is here!" She called
"Send him up here please!" I called back not wanting to face my mother yet.
"Hey." Matthew said walking into my bedroom
He closed the door softly behind him and I just looked up at him, his hazel eyes stared into my brown ones with curiosity.
"You look like shit." He said
"I'm coming down." I said
"From what?" He asked
"The cocaine Jimmy bought." I said
He shook his head in shame running his hands through his short hair
"I'm not going to give you a parent talk but you're only sixteen Skye, you should not be doing hard drugs like they're Advil." He said
I was only sixteen and he was eighteen.
"I have to tell you something." I said
"What?" He asked
"I'm pregnant." I said
He just stared at me, he soon started pacing biting on his lip ring.
"Are you going to quit?" He asked
"I can't." I said
He looked at me disappointed
"I'm so addicted to them, I can't just quit cold turkey." I said
"That's a stupid excuse Skye, you're fucking pregnant. Are the drugs more important than our child?" He asked
I didn't answer him because I knew he'd get mad.
"Then I can't stick around." He said
"What?" I asked completely shocked
"If you're going to continue to fuck up your body while carrying a baby I'm not sticking around to watch you lose it. I'm not sticking around to grow attached to the damn thing and get it ripped away from me because you're being a selfish bitch." He said
I couldn't say anything, I just opened and closed my mouth like a fucking fish
"And I'm telling Jimmy to never sell to you again." He said
He turned and walked out of my bedroom, as soon as I heard the front door close I couldn't hold back the flood of tears.
I woke up wiping tears from my cheeks, I had that dream at least once a week. I looked at the clock and it was three am, I flopped back down and pulled my blanket over my head.
The week finally passed; slow days at work didn't help the process go any faster. I was nervous but excited but mostly nervous. I paced my bedroom and debated whether this was the right thing, I wanted to see my daughter but I don't think I could handle it.
"Skye." Angelina called up the stairs at me
I walked down and she examined my clothing, I had a dress on that I always used to wear in high school. I hate that I'm the same size but it's because of the drugs I did.
"You look good." She said
"Don't lie to me." I laughed
"Let's go." She said
We walked out to her car and she plugged the address into her GPS and we headed out. It was only about twenty minutes away from out apartment building, we pulled up outside of a beautiful house and Angelina grabbed my hand.
"Are you sure that after seeing her you're not going to want to adopt her back?" She asked
"That's not an option, they've told me I wasn't allowed." I said
"Give me a call and I'll come pick you up." She said
I nodded and got out of the car, she drove off and I walked up to the house. I rang the doorbell and waited on someone to answer. When the door opened a muscular man was standing there, I examined him and he examined me. I knew him from somewhere, like a magazine or something.
"Miss. Fisher?" He asked
"Please call me Skye." I said
"Skye Fisher?" He asked
I nodded and he just stared at me.
"Daddy who is at the door?" I heard a little girl about five ask
"It's one of daddy's old friends Jo, I'll be back in soon." He said
He called her Jo, which made me smile.
"I don't think I can do this." I said
"Skye." He said
I looked up at the big man, I looked him in his eyes; they were hazel. I sucked in a breath
"Matthew?" I asked trying not to sob
He ran his big hands over his shaved head and nodded
"I thought that dress looked so familiar." He said
"Was it luck? Or did you know?" I asked
"About?" He asked
"That you adopted your own daughter." I said
"I didn't know until now. I thought you were going to lose the baby." He said
"Well I didn't." I said
"I know that now, you look good by the way." He said
"Three years clean." I said
"That's fantastic." He smiled
Those dimples always got to me
"Can I see her?" I asked
He popped back into the door
"Jo, come here for a second." He said
I heard running and then he emerged with a little girl with blonde hair like mine and hazel eyes like his, she had my nose though.
"Hi, I'm Jo." She said
I smiled and a tear escaped me eyes
"Hi Jo, I'm Skye." I said
He set her back down and she ran inside
"She's beautiful." I said
He nodded.
"I can't decide on if this is the best or worst surprise of my life." I said
"What?" He asked
"Knocking on the door to this house and you answering it." I said crying
"Would you like to come in?" He asked
"No." I said
"Can I call you?" He asked
"You've had five years to call me." I said
"I didn't know if your number had changed." He said
"Which means you never tried because it didn't." I said
"Jo." He said
She came back out to us
"What do you think of her?" He asked her
"Skye?" She asked
He nodded
"She pretty." She said
I smiled and sobbed
"She's your mother." He said
Joelle looked up at me and ran and hugged my leg, I uncontrollably sobbed as I knelt down and picked her up.

Notes

I have a version of this that is long by about 100 words but I didn't know if I wanted to post it. Tell me what you think!