You're My Dad?

Its crazy.

“I’m still in shock about Shane. I also still have that feeling in the back of my throat like I’m about to cry every second. Losing Shane is life changing. Shane was there for me when nobody else was. He was the person that would always support you no matter how stupid the situation. 

I still have a little hope in my body that Shane will come back to life but I know that wont happen. Joey buried his ashes a while after he died. Joey has not stopped crying. 

Joey was depressed.

I’ve tried talking to Joey but he would only reply with short little gasps for answers. Joey is taking this the hardest because Shane was his soul mate.”

I put my journal down and hid it in my secret spot. Shane had know where this secret spot was but Joey never knew. I looked up at the ceiling and down towards my secret spot again. Something in my head told me to look through my journal. I opened it up to the very first page, which  I wrote when I first came here. Everything was the same. I flipped through a few more pages… nothing. But on the last few pages I saw writing. It was Shane. He had left me a message. I dropped the book on the bed deciding if I should read it or not. I took a deep breath and picked it back up. It read “ Hannah. I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you this was happening. But the thing is… I didn’t die from my sickness. My whole body started to hurt when you both were gone. I knew I would die soon. Dying from sickness hurts. I committed suicide. It was easy. Before I go I will be sure to have a picture of a moment dear to my heart, next to my heart. Just because I love you and Joey. My life has given me so much and I am so grateful. I am so grateful for you Hannah. I’m sorry you weren’t adopted by a normal family, but the experiences that we have gone through together are monumental. Hannah. I wish I was still there with you. We will meet again one day. For my sake and for yours… don’t do anything stupid. I cant tell you how sorry I am. 

I love you.”

I put down the book, tears streaming down my face. 

I looked at my wall because I didn’t know what to do. Before I could do anything else I fell asleep.

I woke up to my alarm clock letting me know that I had school tomorrow. I got out of bed and got ready because I didn’t want to bother Joey. I walked to school. I walked around school depressed all day. People would ask me what’s wrong but I would say “Nothing” and walk away. Half way through the day I ditched. I didn’t care and I’m sure Joey wouldn’t care either. I walked home and went straight up to my room. I threw my stuff on the floor and laid down on my bed. My face slamming on the bed making a loud noise.

I didn’t hear Joey in awhile so I went to go knock on his door to let him know I’m here. 

*Knock Knock*

No response. I opened the door a slight bit. 

Joey wasn’t there.

I checked in the bathroom and in the kitchen. I checked everywhere. Except the one place I feared the most… the closet.

I walked into Joeys room once more and walked up to the closet. There was a note. I didn’t even read it before I started crying. I knew what had happened. 

I grasped the note and opened it up. Afraid of what is inside. 

“Hannah. I’m so sorry. I had to be with Shane. I love him. I’m sorry we never got to bond as much as you and Shane have. I love you. But don’t worry you don’t have to go up for adoption again. Pack your things. My friend Meghan will be your new mom if you want to call her that. I love you.”

I opened the closet and found a dead Joey in the same position Shane was in. holding the same picture. 

My eyes drowning in tears. I took the picture out of Joey’s hand. I wiped all of Joey’s dried tears off and walked to my room. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up my face, wiping away the tears and smeared make up.

I started packing my things. Once everything was packed I sat on my bed. I ended up waiting a few hours until there was a knock at the door.

I opened the door and there stood a girl. Tears streaming down her face.  

?: I’m Meghan.

Me: Hi Meghan. I’m Hannah.

My voice cracked and my body was still shaking.

Meghan: Ready to go to my hou- our house?

I sprinted up stairs and grabbed all my stuff. I brought it downstairs and Meghan grabbed half of it, trying to be nice.

We packed everything into her car and she got in.

Me: Meghan, Can I go say goodbye?

Meghan was unable to speak because she had been crying so much, she just nodded.

I walked back into the house one last time.

I went into the old room that use to be Shane and Joey’s. I sat on their bed and started to cry. I went into their closet where Joey was. And grabbed one of Shane’s sweaters and one of Joeys shirts.

I took those with me and went into my room where nothing was there except a picture on the bed. The picture. I grabbed it and walked out the door. Taking in one last glimpse of this house. 

I locked the door and turned around, fighting the voice in my head telling me to go back. I opened the back of Meghan’s car and placed the clothing and picture into it. I closed the back and got into the car sitting next to Meghan. She pulled away as I followed the house with my eyes until it disappeared.  

4 months later.

I came running into my house and into my room with Chewy by my side. I placed everything that I was holding onto my bed and sad down onto it. I started to pet Chewy. She then hopped off the bed and ran out of my room because Meghan was taking her for a walk.

I slid further up my bed and sighed. I started looking around my room till my eyes focused on something. The picture. The picture of me Shane and Joey in Hawaii. We were all smiling and hugging. Tears started falling from my face. I was so distracted by the picture I didn’t notice that Meghan had entered the room. Her eyes focused on the same picture.

Meghan: It’s crazy isn’t it.

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