Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5188104-20141116205829

ooc: so this rp is going to be in a story-type format, much like Corey’s for Mark Holland, because Leo is the only existing character in the rp and this is a big part in Leo an Grey’s storyline that kind of has to be done. This rp is going to be in first person. A lot of my self rps for my characters are going to take place in the past so just bear with me plz. This rp in particular takes place way in early/mid-September.

Driving down Aspen Street in Barfield is a long ride. Once there I look for house number 22. Inside, I’m feeling emotional and nervous. I’ve only been to house number 22 once, that was to see Grey. Grey doesn’t live there and won’t be there this time; it’s only his aunt and two brothers I’ll find. Grey doesn’t even know I’m making a visit to his aunt’s home and I definitely made it a point not to tell him, he would’ve told me not to go. But I have to. Grey still has no idea where his biological father is and I believe that there is still hope. Something is telling me there is still hope. I have to try.

I pull up to the house and get out the car, thinking through what I’m going to say before I walk to the front door. Once I’m there I knock twice, a bit reluctantly. In the whole minute that I wait, I think about all of the possible results that could come out of this. Hopefully this is the right thing to do. A blonde woman opens the door. Her hair is held up with two knitting needles and her bangs are ragged on her forehead. She wears a silk nightgown and looks like she just woke up, even though it’s 4 in the afternoon. She’s quite pretty.

“Yes?” she starts. Her voice sounds hard and annoyed, probably because I interrupted her nap. Oops, hehe.

“Hi!” I start, “I’m Leo Ferreira. I’m a friend of Grey Landon. Are you his Aunt Meghan?”

“Leo, yes I’ve heard about you. Meghan Landon. You can call me Meghan.” Meghan smiles and I shake her hand. “But you do know Grey doesn’t live here right?”

“Oh yes, of course. I’m here to see you actually.”

“Me?” The smile kind of leaves her face. “Is everything okay with Grey?”

“Grey’s doing fine, it’s just I need your help with something. Sorry, it’ll only be a few minutes, I promise.”

Meghan thinks for a bit. “Go sit in the kitchen and I’ll be there in a minute.” I smile at Meghan and make my way into the house.

Meghan and I sit across from each other at the kitchen table. Meghan looks concerned; it’s not every day you get a visit from the friend of your nephew to ask for help.

“So what’s going on?” Meghan asks.

I take a deep breath. “Earlier this year, I met Grey at the Barfield Community College library. I found out he was working on this personal project. The project was to find his birth father.” Meghan’s expression turns bitter. The concern is still there, though. “He told me he’d never met him and I knew of this really good organization that helped kids find their birth parents so I told him about it. The organization closed down some time ago but I could still contact the president, Dr. Newman, and see if they could make arrangements. And they could. All they needed was Grey’s birth certificate.” Meghan is a great listener. She stays focused on my words and when I pause she still stares straight at me waiting for me to go on. “So one day, Grey and I searched for it here in the house. That’s when he told me why he wanted to find him. He knew that his dad was on a successful path in his career and he thought that maybe if he reached out to him, he’d be able to get him to pay for his tuition at the Barfield Institute of Science and Technology. It took a while but we found the certificate. The name was kind of weird but we found it.” I chuckle a little, to lighten the mood, because I know how much she doesn’t like Grey’s dad. “But the problem is Dr. Newman couldn’t find anything on Grey’s dad. Even with the certificate. And now Grey doesn’t know what else to do.” There is a long and awkward moment of silence. I hope I didn’t drop a huge bomb on Meghan. She seems like such a sweet lady. But I just can’t give up on this.

Suddenly, tears begin to fall from Meghan’s eyes. She looks down at her hands which are folded on the table. “Why didn’t he come to me?” she asks.

“Meghan don’t cry. Grey didn’t want to tell you because he knows how much you dislike his father. He didn’t want you to keep him from doing it. And not only that but he didn’t want to make you feel like you were useless in his situation.”

“Well that’s sure as hell exactly how I feel.” Her crying gets worse and it’s like I can feel my heart breaking into a million pieces. “I love these boys to death, if he so badly wanted to attend BIST and couldn’t wait until I got some more money coming in, he should’ve just told me. For all this time he’s been off looking for the help of a man who abandoned him when he was born and has never been in his life rather than the help of the woman who took care of him and raised him for eleven years.” I pull Meghan in for a hug across the table and hold her for a long time.

“Grey loves you. He just didn’t want to hurt you or put a burden or more stress on you. He loves you.” Meghan begins to calm down. “Right now, he just really needs your help. If you can tell us anything about his father, it might help.”

We slowly break the hug. “I don’t know. I may know some stuff about him but you’d have to come back in a few days, I can’t think of them now. All I physically had was the birth certificate in my room which you guys took so that’s it.”

“In your room? We found it in the bookcase over in the family room.”

“I’m pretty sure I didn’t leave it there, what did you take?”

“I’m positive it was the certificate. Humphrey Dober Kibble was his name.”

Meghan’s expression lightens up and she even chuckles a bit. “Humphrey Dober Kibble? That’s not Grey’s father!”

“What? Wait it’s not?!”

“No, dear. You see, when Grey’s father left his motther, she needed a way to let out her feelings. She hated seeing his name on Grey’s birth certificate because he wasn’t even raising him so she made this fake certificate,” Meghan begins to laugh, “replacing his name with a dog’s name. Humphrey Dober Kibble. She had it mounted on a wall for months and it helped her feel better.”

Oh my gosh! My eyes widen and I quickly stand up. “Then Meghan there’s still hope! If it’s okay with you, it’d be amazing if I could take the real birth certificate and send it to Dr. Newman. I really don’t want to let Grey down.”

“As much as it hurts…I guess I can understand why Grey didn’t tell me. I’ll go get the certificate.” I smile wide and give Meghan a big hug. I can’t even believe what’s going on. This is literally a miracle!

After a few minutes, Meghan comes down with the certificate. She hands it over to me. “Here you go, Leo,” she says, “Make sure to tell Grey I love him and if he needs anything, I’m here.”

“Thank you so much Meghan. Grey loves you, I know he does. You mean a lot to him.” Meghan and I hug each other tightly. Once we break, she walks me over to the door.

“Keep me updated about this Leo. Thank you for coming to me. Have a safe trip home.”

“I will. Bye!” I open the door and step outside then turn around to blow Meghan a kiss and smile. She waves goodbye and I walk out to my car. I can’t wait until I can get to Grey about this! -fin- 