My Broken Family Tree

I was walking down the street singing Stella at the top of my lungs. People tell me that I sound like Alex Gaskarth himself, sometimes they even stop me on the street and ask me. But the person that did today scared the crap outta me

"Excuse me, But has anyone ever told you that you sound like Alex Gaskarth?" Jack asked me like it was the most natural thing in the world. Jack fucking Barakat is standing in front of me! I start scratching my arms like I do any time I'm nervous.
"Um, yeah, but never by All Time Low's guitarist..." I stutter. Holy shit I hate my fucking voice. Jack finally noticed my nervous state.
"Hey, calm down. I'm just a person, alright? What's your name?"
"S-sorrow." I gasp out trying to even my breathing. Jack looks like a dear caught in headlights.
"Wait, Sorrow are you adopted?" I kinda get confused by this question...
"Yeah, why do you ask?" He trembles a little bit.
"How old are you?" He asks looking down almost shaking
"17..." I say confused as all hell.
"Just give me one second Rae." He says turning away from me pulling out his phone. How does he know my middle name? Well, part of it...

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