Practically Daddy [COMPLETE]

Chapter 33

"Hello?" I asked, picking up the phone.

"Hi. Is this Josephine Vulcano?" a man asked.

"Yes. Why?" I said. I was confused.

"It has come to our attention that you are not living with Mr. Salvatore Vulcano anymore. Can you please explain?" he said.

"Well, I found out that he was the one who caused the death of my family" I said.

"That is why you are living with him. He is there to give you a home" he said.

"Yeah. I kinda figured that out. So why did you call?" I said.

"We want you to know that by tomorrow, you have to choose between two things. Go back to the orphanage or go back to living with Mr. Vulcano" he said.

My heart dropped. I didn't want to go back to either of those places. I can always run away from Sal and go to the orphanage, but I can't run from the orphanage.

"I'll give living with Sal another shot" I said.

"Great! There will be a car to pick you up to go back home at 6 am" he said.

I ended the call. I didn't even want to call Sal's house "home." I put my luggages near the door and tried to fall asleep. Nothing worked. I just laid in my bed thinking about other places I could go. I have my high school diploma, so I can go to college. I looked up colleges that take online high school diplomas, but only two accept them. The University of California and the College of Staten Island. If I went to school in Staten Island, I would still be with Sal. I guess my only option was California. They take new students year round, so I printed out college applications. I filled out a little bit on my application, but I fell asleep right on the computer.

I woke up at 5 am. It was still dark outside. My luggages were at the door. I didn't pack anything since all of my stuff was either in the suitcases or at Sal's house. There was no food at home, so I went down to get coffee and a donut. I ate on one of the benches near my house until my ride came.

I got to the front of Sal's house at around 7 am. He was standing at the doorstep, watching me get out of the car. He ran to me and hugged me, but I pushed him off and went inside.

"Jo, why are you acting like this?" he asked.

I didn't answer because he just asked a dumb question. Why else would I be acting like this? I went upstairs to my room and locked the door. I started to cry. I cried here and not at my house because I had to come back. I shouldn't have came back. I hate him.

I heard the front door open and heard those same voices. Joe, Murray, and Q. I didn't want to talk to them either.

"Jo, let us in" Joe knocked on the door.

That made me cry even more. I loved the three of them. They just wanted to protect me.

"Do you want to come to set with us?" Murr knocked.

"Come on. Today's a fun challenge" Joe said.

Eventually, they stopped knocking. I heard Q telling Sal that he should've told me before I got used to living here. He was right. If Sal just told me "I'm extremely sorry for what I did. My choices were adopting you or going to jail. I'm sorry. Can we just carry on?" everything would've been much better. He didn't have to hide everything.

They all left to go filming and I was home alone. I finished up my college application. My first choice was University of California, and my second choice was College of Staten Island, just in case I didn't get in to California. I forged Sal's signature. Then, I went downstairs to the mailbox and mailed my application and essays to the College Board. I went back upstairs and did even more thinking. All I've been doing for the past few days is thinking. I don't feel bad for Sal at all. I just needed to handle it like he handled Leo. Revenge. Except, Sal shouldn't kill himself. Just ruin his life a little bit, like he did to me.

I looked through my phone for anything bad of Sal. Too bad he has to look good in everything. Fans go crazy for everything about him. These were things that could stop me from ruining his life. Maybe I should tweet his phone number. I went on Twitter and tweeted his phone number. I sat back and smiled. He must be getting thousands of calls now.

Just then, I got a text from Joe. He said that Sal can't use his phone since it's being blown up with calls and texts. He said I shouldn't have done that, and if I wanted to talk I could go over to his house.

I ignored what Joe texted me and thought of other things to do. I had bad pictures of Sal sleeping, but everyone has seen Sal sleep before. My pictures wouldn't be shocking. I thought of tweeting what Sal did to me, but I stopped myself. That might be crossing the line. It might even be against the law.

I sat around, missing watching them film. I thought about my college application. It's probably still in the mailbox. They said they'd get back to me in a few weeks. I can't wait to go to college! I can just get away from Sal! He wouldn't miss me. It's just weight off of his shoulders.

I heard the door open and slam. It was Sal, and it smelled like food downstairs. I was starved, but I didn't want to eat with him.

"Jo, get down here. I bought pizza" Sal said.

I didn't say anything. He's the worst. He came up to my room.

"Please, Jo. I'm begging you. Forgive me" Sal said.

I continued to play on my phone.

"All I did was honk the guy in front of me. He started speeding and your parents died. I'm so sorry" he said.

I was tired of hearing him apologize, so I got a piece of paper and wrote down "The only reason I got adopted or I've ever lived with you was because of the law. There's no love here."

"But I do love you like a daughter. Can't you just love me like a father?" he said, giving me a plate of pizza.

I just left my room and went downstairs.

"Fine. Don't talk to me" Sal said.

I didn't sleep at all. I was just thinking of how to sabotage Sal. I came up with destroying his main life, Impractical Jokers and touring.