Together we are Alone

Chapter 26

In going to skip all of the boring stuff and go straight to the hotel.

Chapter 26
One year later...
❤julia❤

Today it's been exactly one year since Joe and I were in the hospital. We've met Joe's step mother, Allison, and his step sister, Isabella. She's seven years old with dirty blonde hair and the most dazzling green eyes you can imagine. Her mother Allison has the same breathtaking green eyes, coal black hair and is only slightly shorter then George. Mr. Bailly insists on me calling him George now.

Joe and I no longer live in the hotel. We live with his father and step mother. They- I mean we live in a very large apartment. It's one of the finest in Manhattan. Their is even an upstairs. Upstairs is where all of the bedrooms are. Their in a long row of doors right when you walk upstairs. First, it's my room, then Isabella's, then Joe's parent's, then there's a bathroom, then Tony's room, and finally, on the end is Joe's room. Joe's parents were strict about Joe and I sleeping as far from each other as possible. I can see where that came from.

I'm eighteen now and Joe is twenty. We threw a surprise party for Tony when he turned seventeen. His birthday happened to be some time right after we got out of the hospital. Planning the party was tough, also it was rushed. Not many people came but everyone still had fun. Isabella gave Tony a macaroni necklace for his birthday. We all thought that was both utterly adorable and hilarious.

I wear the necklace Joe gave me every single day. I only take it off when I get a shower or go swimming, that way it doesn't get wet. Joe is going to start teaching me how to swim soon. Good luck to him. Shelby took me shopping for a bathing suit and said, You just have to get the dark blue one with the lace! It's so pretty, so I got that bathing suit. I also got a bunch of other cloths considering I didn't have allot.

We have casual visits to the doctor so they can keep an eye on us in case our livers don't grow right, or something like that. Both of our livers however, are doing great. Their growing back spectacularly.

In case your wondering why I'm not in a foster family or anything, since I turned eighteen the agency decided I could live on my own (or in this case, with Joe and his family). George was able to take Joe's birth mother to court and get full custody. I learned that her name is Susanne. I also learned the name of Joe's deceased "step" father. His name was David. Joe visits his grave scarcely, but he thanks him for being there when he didn't have to.

Joe and I are starting college in the summer. We will be going to The City College of New York. Joe is going to get a proper culinary degree and I'm going to get a creative writing degree. George said when we get back Joe can work at the hotel in the kitchen, if he wants, and he told me that one of his good friends happens to be a book publisher. He also knows a few authors. He said they have stayed in his hotel, The Manhattan Bliss Hotel. George said he will try and help me get my books published. I've written five books. I started writing when I was just thirteen years old.

Shelby and max are engaged now. Their getting married before summer starts. Summer is about three months away. Summer seems like a very busy time. Shelby and max getting married, Joe and I heading off to college. Life seems to be going by fast.

My father is leaving the hospital today. He was in there so long, but I don't care why. Someone could beat the heck out of him and I wouldn't care. I don't know if it's wrong to wish for death upon someone, but I wish the bullet had killed him. It would make things easier for the both of us. He could avoid life in prison, and I could avoid living every single day of my life in fear. The bullet hit him in the head. The doctors said it passed the scull, but it barely missed his brain. He was lucky, or maybe not. I couldn't imagine living with the fact of almost killing someone. My father almost killed Joe and I both. I hate him for that and for everything else he's either done to me or made me live with.

I never noticed before, but Joe told me that I have a white scar about an inch long right above my left temple. It must have happened a long while ago. My father used to beat me with anything he could get his hands on while my mother just stood and watched like a lost puppy. I guess he must have scratched me once. It doesn't matter now though. He's going to prison today. Everyone is coming to the hospital with me to watch him go away. Forever.

My mother has been in prison for about a year now. She might have been able to avoid it if she never met my father. On the other hand, I would have never been born if she never meet him. She used to be nice, but then she started hanging around the wrong crowds and doing bad things like drugs. She met my father at a club. I don't know what kind of club, but I also couldn't care less. She used to leave me at her parents house when I was very young. She claimed she didn't want anything to do with me. When my grandparents died I was given back to my parents by the government. They told them to take care of me and be good parents. That didn't work. My parents were terrible.

Everyone except Allison and Isabella got into the car. There were six of us and seven seats, so we weren't too squished. The ride to the hospital was silent. No one said a single word. The only sound was from the hum of the motor. When we finally arrived, we found a parking spot and walked to the sidewalk. We kept plenty of distance between us and the door. There were three police cars. Only one car had police officers inside. When I saw them look up, I followed their gaze to the door. Coming out of the building was my father. He was in hand cuffs with a police officer on every side of him. He looked nervous, as if waiting for something to happen.

Just then, something did happen. A gunshots were fired, and someone was hit.

I know it's a huge cliff hanger, but the next chapter is soon to come. Do you think it's confusing that I skipped ahead to a year later, or do you think it fits in alright? Vote and comments, please!