Adopted by Alexander Hamilton

Chapter 5

I got released from the hospital the next day. John and Alex insisted that i go to there place to stay safe at least until i recover. I agreed after a lot of complaining. I got to there house and they put me in the guest room. The house was average size. The pictures around the house told a different story though. They show pictures of only friends and Alex and John Ad one ripped picture. Almost no family pictures. That means they are either dead or disliked. I'm going with disliked on Johns side. He has a southern accent. Most likely from South Carolina if i had to put money on it. But South Carolina is in the Southern states, and the southern states tend to be less accepting of LGBTQ+ community. Alex on the other hand, one is dead and the other left. I can tell one is dead by the lone ripped picture. It is ripped so there is resentment towards one of the father. The mother on the hand is dead. It is an old faded picture and is the only kind of picture. If she was alive, Alex would have gotten a new one, but since its old and faded tells me she is dead, and he cared for her for the picture to still be up. Alex has more of a Caribbean accent, so he most likely hasn't seen his dad since he was very young. 

"Hey Izzy, can you come here please." I hear Alex yell 

"Yeah whats up?"  i ask as i walk into the kitchen.

"Well we were wondering if you wanted us to foster you?" 

"Wait you'd be willing to do that"

"Yes! So what do you say?"

"Yes! Yes! Oh thank you guys so much." i ran and hugged them both ignoring my stomach for a moment. 

"Its really no problem. We have been talking about adopting or fostering a kid and i guess this was a sign."said John. I couldnt believe it. I would be in a good home. Like one where i dont have to worry, I cant believe they are going to foster me. i am so happy.