Loose Change (Harry Styles Fan-Fic) Book 2 (IN EDITING)

Part thirty-nine

Woah this chapter is long.

I really like grafitti as you will see. Kinda am obessed.

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Jane's POV

10 Months later

Mourning for someone feels as if a vacuum is swallowing all of your insides and any spec of joy you contain left out from your body. I was swallowed whole completely, just waiting to be thrown in the trash along with all the other torn up bodies. But after a few months, along with Katherine and my new job and new life in general, I've gotten better. I will never truly get over the death of my father, I mean who really truly does? But I'm better. I am, and it feels kind of good knowing that I can actually smile now, the man that is no longer wearing red but white watching over me.

I remember watching the burial of my father and just feeling this overall anger towards myself, humanity, and even God. The helpers in my home when I was a child were very religious old women who would always take me into prayer with them and even assist me in reading scriptures from the Bible. They told me that God has made man, knowing already what his destiny is and his relevance to this world.

But was my father born just to die? Why did this good man have to perish, while all these other sinister people remain walking and breathing amongst us? I was lost, vultures always standing around me and waiting for me to finally give up so they could eat my remaining flesh. But the thing was that I was already dead so I was confused why I was still alive.

Rose little by little forgave me as I continued visiting her. Mrs. Jones became pregnant again, a baby girl who she is planning to name Grace and Rose is just very excited. She kept on telling me how she already plans to take care of her younger sister, even though they aren't related by blood, she already thinks of her in that way and I just respect how welcoming she is. Not many people are like that and they should really try to be since this now eleven year old girl can so easily do so.

Rose's bruises and cuts began healing and are now almost completely gone. She has a scar on the top of her right eyebrow from one of those evil caregivers that have now been arrested due to my complaints and the proof of this little angel's body. She confessed everything to me I recall on a wednesday afternoon. We were playing with her new doll that Mr. Jones bought her from Peru when he went on a business trip and she just began telling me unexpectedly as she just brushed her thumb over one of the button eyes that was being held loosely by thin orange thread.

It's as if she was staring at her own childhood and realizing how she feels as if she's no longer a child due to her experiences. And that to me is sad, since again, she is only eleven years old.

I would take her to get ice cream or even to that new bounce house place along with Roger, since I have more money now I am able to do that, and even though she enjoyed it, she wouldn't really laugh uncontrollably and smile widely like the other children surrounding her. She would just play with Roger, making sure he wouldn't injure himself.

She has been through a lot and I swore to her as well as myself that I will help her for the tough road ahead of her.

Aiden got arrested, pleading guilty for my father's death and even confessed all of his father's crimes as well, leading to his arrest as well. Aiden was easy to catch since he practically gave himself in, but his father... well it was a full on manhunt for weeks until they finally caught him dealing drugs to some guys in Cuba. They got arrested too I'm guessing.

I've talked to Angie, seeing how she's been since it must be hard for her to have to deal with all of the drama in her own family, but she's told me countless times that she's fine. She finally filed for divorce and is now living in a home near the prison so she could easily visit Aiden as much as she can.