//Black Hat's POV//

"I can't believe I actually found this.." Y/n smiled, holding up the photo.

"Cr-Crazy how i-it lasted more than 20 years i-in a b-box," Flug looked over at the photo.

"It truly is remarkable you found something of your father," I agreed.

"Do you think he's alive?" Y/n asked.

"You n-never know," Flug shrugged.

We had finished cleaning up the house and were now back at Y/n's condo, in the living room.

"So you don't even remember your old man?" Demencia asked.

"Nope."

"That's..really sad actually," Demencia looked down.

505 whimpered and patted Y/n's back.

Y/n made a weak smiled and tried to reassure them, "It's alright, guys."

I took a sip of my coffee, "You ever thought of looking for him?"

Y/n looked out the window, "Maybe. You know, that would be a cool idea. Hang on, let me go get my laptop."

Y/n typed a search for her father, Brett L/n.

Y/n skimmed through some accounts, most not showing any resemblance at all.

After a couple more minutes, she finally pulled up an account on Facebook of Brett, who looked a lot older than he was in the photo.

"Detroit, Huh?" Y/n raised her eyebrows.

"W-Wow, that's a-all the way to Michigan," Flug sounded surprised.

"Holy crap!" Y/n shook.

"What?" I asked.

"My boss is a mutual friend!"

//Your POV//

"My boss is a mutual friend!"

"But then..how come he didn't tell you?" Demencia asked.

"I don't know! How could Mr. Hilenberg do this to me?! He knows how much I wished that he was here, and he's they're friends on a website that is commonly used by 50 year old mothers who laugh their asses off at dumbass minion copy-pastas! I'm calling him right now!" I blew up.

How could this man who I've trusted for years and think so highly of lie to me for so long?!

I dialed his number and put it on speaker.

"Good Morning, Y/n! How are-"

"Stephen. You lied to me."

"What? What ever do you mean, Y/n?"

"I found a photo of my father and note by him at my mom's, so I googled him and found him on Facebook. You are a mutual friend," I explained.

"So..you found Brett."

"How could you lie to me for so long, Mr. Hilenberg?! I looked up to you! I've supported you!"

"Y/n, please let me explain-"

"Explain what? What is there to explain?! You lied to me Stephen! I trusted you," I felt tears falling from my eyes.

"Y/n, I-"

"I saw you as my own father!"

That shout echoed, causing everyone to go silent.

I wiped my eyes, "It didn't have to be this way..why couldn't you have just told me?? Why did you lead me on like that?"

"Y/n, listen to me. I'm deeply sorry that I didn't tell you. It was upon your father's request, you see. He wanted me to update him on how you and Historia are. He loves you Y/n, but from afar. It has to be like that," Mr. Hilenberg explained.

"But why??" I cried, "Why did he leave me and mom if he loved us? Can't he even drop a phone call?!"

"It isn't as simple as it sounds. Your father..isn't one of the best people out there, and he knows it himself. He wants you to be away from him so you're safe, and that's it. The Feds are on his tail, recording phone calls so he can't call," Stephen sighed.

"The Feds?? You mean..the FBI?!"

"Yes. Y/n, I'm sorry to say this but..your father is a criminal."

"A..c-criminal?" I stuttered.

"A crime boss, to be exact."

"I..I..Stephen I gotta go."

"But..*sigh* I understand. Be safe."

And he hung up, leaving me with that terrible discovery.

"I..I..oh my god.." I gripped my forehead.

"Demencia, you and 505 go to the kitchen," I heard Black Hat say and they obliged.

"Y-Y/n..I'm so sorry.." Flug patted my back.

I sobbed, crying my heart out.

I had no idea what was going on anymore but one thing was for sure.

Without Mom, my life was falling apart.

Suddenly, I felt a presence pull me to them, and arms being wrapped around me.

I looked up to see Black Hat, his chin rested on my head.

"I..apologize you had to found out the way you did..it's terrible," He spoke softly.

I was still crying, starting to hyperventilate even.

The world was crumbling down on me, trying to crush me to death.

Life was doing everything it could to make my life hell.

All in that one terrible, twisted discovery.