You stare at the Photo in your hands. This...this is fake right? Theres no way your mom...Theres no way your mom knew him? Let alone dated him...let alone had a CHILD with him? You drop the picture out of shock. It glides its way down to the dirty, cement floor. You don't know how to feel right now.

Gordon ramsey...is your real dad? You look to be about three in this picture. You spent at least three years of your life with the Gordon Ramsey? Who was your-is your dad?! And you thought your mom dating jojo siwa was crazy...

You freeze. Someone...two someone's just came in through the door. Your mom would kill you if she saw you down here, let alone finding out that she's been lying to you...

You had to get out, but you can't go upstairs, so you start to panic, you quickly rush to turn the lights off. Leaving you in the cold...dark basement once again...

"Y/N! We're home!! We wanted to surprise you!!" You hear your mom yell from upstairs. Oh no...she's gonna find you. You try and run to go hide, but knock into the table holding the picture frame. And it shatters. Theres no way they didn't hear that...

You hear shuffling and muffled voices upstairs...you can hear them getting closer...closer and closer...until they're at the top of the steps.

You hear the steps creaking...then footsteps on the ground...then a light flick! You were caught.

"Y/N." Your moms voice echos through the basement. She steps closer...she looks pissed.

Jojo stays back. Not interfering at all...

Your mom gets closer...and closer...and she raises her hand...

But before she hit you, you get away, running up the steps, locking the basement door...that'll at least buy you some time.

You run up to your room, packing your most important stuff. Getting dressed, putting your shoes on, grabbing your bags and RUN!!

You run downstairs, grabbing the money on the table...not only was it the money left from your week home, but there was more money. Probably from your mom And jojos trip...you Grab it And run out the door.

You get on a bus...paying your fee. Heading to the airport, you open google on your phone...typing out your question.

"Where does Gordon Ramsey live?"

A/N: Balls.