(Y/N) looked at address on the envelope she reserved a couple days ago.

Dear (y/n),

I'm so sorry you had to find out this way but, you're adopted. We found you by chance and managed to get this letter to you. If it got there it means your "parent", didn't find it first. This is the first of many letters. Your adoptive mother wants nothing to do with us, but you are legally ours. We just have no jurisdiction in the States. You should be informed that you have a twin brother. It's torn us apart when we gave you up. We love you but that baron women... When her daughter died, we gave her you. We regretted our choose when she took you to America. Please. We know you hate us, and you probably have your world crushing around you. Please come back. We knew at this age you'd get the letter before your mother could discard it. Let us apologize, please (y/n). Call us ****-***-*****

Signed,
Mr. and Ms. Les~

(Y/n) got this when she was watching the house for her mom. She froze. They were right. My world was crumbling. "I spent all my money on a plane ticket. One way, to England. Am I insane," said (y/n) in front of their door. "I can't do it," she said as she backed up. "What am I doing! I can't do this!" (Y/N) screamed to herself. "Can I help you," she heard. She whipped around to see a tall caucasian man. He looked about 70-ish years old.

They stared at each other till he said, "(y/n)?" She froze. He saw the fear in her eyes. "Darling you came," he said slowly approaching her. "Daddy," (y/n) responded quietly. He embraced her tightly. "You could have wrote back saying you were coming," he said, but She just cried into his coat. She was overwhelmed. Finding out at your age that you were not only British, but have different parents, and had a twin brother! He let her go and opened the door. "Please, your mother is waiting for you. Go to the living room down the hall and I'll get you a drink," he smiled. (Y/N) looked inside and began walking. She got to the couch and sat down. "Looks like there is no going back. I'm stuck," thought (y/n). A women rushed out of the other room and stood in front of her. "(Y/n) (y/m/n)?" She spoke softly. "It's (y/n), but yes," (y/n) said. Her eyes filled with tears and she hugged her. She didn't really know how to feel. Just stuck and confused. "I'm your mother," the women spoke. "I see, but your not. Your my birth mother, that woman in America is my Mom," said (y/n). "Please darling. Talk to us," she said hopefully. "Ok. Why?! Why did you have to give me away?! It's not like a toy!!! You don't just give half a twin to a stranger!!!!," snapped (y/n) in anger that had been building up. She snapped, yet her parents understood and they began to explain.

(Later that night)

(Y/N) picked At her plate. "Sweetheart, are you alright?" Asked Ms. Lester. "You seem distracted (y/n) (y/m/n)," Mr. Lester chimed in. "My name is (y/n), and I'm fine, I'm just overwhelmed," she said. "Well that's fine, maybe tomorrow, we can take you to visit your twin brother," smiled Ms. Lester. (Y/N) thought about, then said, "can I go alone. I want to talk to him about everything. We are in the same situation after all." They looked at each other before they agreed. "Let me go call him," Ms. Lester smiled. She got up and walked to the living room to make a call.

~ring~ring ~ring

"Hello?" Phil answered. "Wow Phil, way to interupt Dil's life," Dan commented, as he paused the camera. "Phil I'm calling you to tell you something important," she said. "What is it mum," Phil frowned. "You have a twin sister," his Mother trailed off. "WHAT!!!," yelled Phil scaring Dan off the chair! "FuckingJesusFuck," he screamed. "I'll be sending her over tomorrow, please. I'm sorry. We'll talk more about this in person," she said sadly. "Ok," said Phil. He hung up the phone. "Soooo what happened," asked Dan hopefully. "I have a sister," said Phil. "Wait what," said Dan shocked. "I have a sister," said Phil. "Phil are you ok," asked Dan concerned. "I have a sister," repeated Phil. "Ok Phil's broken. I'll finish the video, and you go relax," said Dan. "I have a sister," Phil kept repeating as he walked out of the room. "Hey guys so Phil forgot he had a family thing so it's just me and Dil," said Dan cheekily.

(Back with (y/n)

She got up from the table and walked into her bedroom. "What am I even doing here. Mom will be back next week. How do I tell her all this....Am I really that impulsive," thought (y/n). She walked around her room looking at all of Phil's old things. "Twin brother," she thought as she gazed at a child photo of him. "We don't even look alike," I sighed. "Fraternal twins? What a big joke. Yes a joke... Maybe this is all a cruel joke," she continued.

(Back with Dan and Phil)

He sat on the couch, confused, betrayed, and hurt. Dan came out after about 45 min. "Hey you ok," he asked. "I have a-" "sister I know. You made that very clear," joked Dan. "Yeah I just don't know what to think. What would you do," asked Phil. "Honestly I'd freak the fuck out," laughed Dan and Phil joined in. Phil sighed and stared at the ceiling. "Maybe this is all a joke. I've never seen any record of her. Not even in our secret family trunk, all I found was a couple photos of me and my neighbor Wendy," said Phil. "Neighbor?" Asked Dan. "Yeah, I asked my parents and they said it was my neighbor Wen-.........no. No, they wouldn't lie to me," Phil said as he ran to his room and came back with an orange metal tin. He opened it and pulled out photos. He found the picture. Him and Wendy making a sand castle at age 3. "Let's see... Hair color is the same, same eyes, and same..... Phil what's that," asked Dan. Phil looked closer and he snatched the photo. "Same... Birthmark...," Phil said slowly. "Phil, calm down," said Dan. "I CANT! Why would they do this!? I don't understand," yelled Phil angry. Then that anger slowly became sadness and he began to cry. Dan held his friend. "It'll be alright," said Dan. "I hope so," cried Phil.