Two little psychopaths/ Vinnie Hacker story

Part 37

Your POV

I walk into the diner with Ms.
Johnson by my side. There's a small
lump in my throat and my chest is
growing heavier and heavier. I look
around the place and suddenly I lock
eyes with emeralds. Deep blue eyes
that were almost identical to mine.

I just stood there not really knowing
what to do. I had a hard expression on
my face. As if to notice Ms. Johnson
grabbed my hand and squeezed it
tight. I shook out of my trance and we
both walked towards the booth the
man was sitting at. He greeted Ms.
Johnson and looked at me with the
same frowned expression and then
cracked into a smile.

He sniffled and tears built in his eyes. I looked at him confused and immobile.

"you're so beautiful" he remarked taking a step back to get a better look at me. Then two tears made its way down his face and I genuinely did not know what to do.

This man, who was probably barely
30 years older than me, who is also
my father.. is crying? In front of me
because he thinks I'm beautiful?
he had to sit down to recollect himself.

"God I'm so sorry"he mumbled as he
wiped his cheeks and messed with his
hair. I found myself rubbing my
eye as well and he laughed lightly. I
finally smiled. Just gently but I did.

This Man was here for me, and he
seemed so sweet, and he just felt
like.. the father I never had.
"So, Allison huh, the name suits you still to this day. I only got one look at you at birth.. then you were ripped out of my arms... You must understand, I was too young, I didn't have any money, your mom had left me for a guy named Sam. I wanted to keep you you know.. but she just.. she wanted you all to herself.. and to be honest I didn't have what it took to give you-"

I cut him off
"Don't say that. I would have had a
much better life if you had kept me.
All these years I thought you gave me
away because you hated me. All these
years I've been treated like a piece of
sh-garbage..... The first person who's
treated me like a real, good, beautiful
human being is back at the house and
I'm so scared that if you sign these
papers we'll be separated again!" I
snap at him.

I put my hand over my mouth and
wipe a tear that formed in my eye
from the yelling. People at other
tables have turned our way and I blush out of embarrassment.
Chris sighs.
"you have a pretty name" I say under
my breath as if to apologize. he chuckles

why does he sound so much like me?
well it should be the other way around
but you know.
"Who's he?" he asked with a genuine
smile. I frown confused. I just yelled at him for nothing and he's smiling at me
like I just gave him a flower.
"I- um... his name is Vinnie, Vinnie Hacker."
"He sounds sweet, the way you
described."
"He- he is. You just have to get to
know him to see it..."

"So in that institution... What did they
do to you... why...?" I wish I could answer him, I fear it might break him if I do. I'm not sure I remember all that much.

"There were bad people... mostly bad
people. But there were also good
people" I turned my head towards
Delilah and I smiled, so did she,

"Vinnie, Vinnie's the best." I blush
slightly at the thought of him as if he
heard any of what I'm saying right
now.

He reaches his hand out on the table,
I reach back an he took my hand. I
feel like maybe he could be one of
those good people now.

"d-do you think y-you could maybe..
be-" this time she cut me
"I'll be one of those good people, no
second thoughts. I owe you for all
these years spent this way.." I smile and he squeezes my hand, I relax a little bit but then I think about leaving the house, leaving Vinnie.
What would happen then? We'd both
be miserable.

Except this time we'd be separated intentionally. I'd know  where he is. I'd intentionally leave him there and start a new life with a man I just met... scary.

Ms. Johnson sighs next to me. I look
at her as she thinks my thoughts.
I look down and suddenly I don't want
this, I just wanna cry and hug the only
person who truly feels like home.
"What is it?" he asks Ms. Johnson speaks
"If you were to sign these papers,
Allison and Vinnie would be separated,
and I'm not sure it's what's best for
both them, but it is best for Allison to be let free and for her to be able to start
he own life now."
My lips quiver She's right but nothing would be right if I wasn't with him.
"I see, this isn't up to me" he glances
at me and I shrug weakly

"I don't think I can make this choice" I
whisper my eyes on the floor, my mind is racing. What do I do? What do I say?
"Ms. Johnson, if I do sign these
papers and free Allison from the
organization... would she be able to
visit him?" Delilah nodded.

"However, it would be preferable if
she didn't." I jolted my head up towards her, fear and shock on my face
"why would you say that" I whine as if
the pain in my head became physical.

"Honey if you're finally let go, if you
finally have the opportunity to move
on from your past and create yourself
a successful future, you would have to
let him go. It's what would be best. It's
what he would want for you.. He'd
know you'd be safe, even if he believes
you're only safe with him, he'd know.
He'd want you to go live your life. No
one can get him out of here Allison, he's stuck for much longer then you'd
think. His parents can't get him out of
there, he doesn't have any other
guardian.."

A tear rolled down my cheek, it moved
past my nose and dripped onto my
swollen lip. I parted my lips and
tasted it' saltiness.

My heart was just broken in two. I get up and walk towards the bathroom without looking back I walk in.
I lock the door and let myself slide
down to the floor as I groan out of
pain and need to get rid of the lump in
my throat.

I let go and I can't help but let out loud cries. My vision goes blurry and the lights on the ceiling create a reflection in my tears. I barely have time to breathe as I sob and struggle to hold myself together.

Eventually, I calm down and I try to
imagine what Chris could be thinking of me right now and if Ms.Johnson is apologizing for my behaviour or not.

I'm startled when I hear someone
knock on the door. I collect myself as
quickly as I can and unlock the door.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting," i
said before looking up and seeing my
Father standing in front of me.
he seemed pained to see me this way.

It made me want to cry even more.
He took a step towards me and gently
wrapped his arms around me. He
was about as tall as me, maybe an inch
taller.
He held me calmly and I could smell
his perfume as I rested my head on
his shoulder. He was new to me, but
he felt so close already.

He slowly let me go and smiled
gently. I didn't smile back. I wanted to but my face didn't let me. We walked back to the table together and sat down.

"Maybe it's time to go home? we've
had a good chat, this is enough for the
first time don't you think Allison?" Ms.
Johnson proposed politely. I nodded
"let's go home" I said, as I thought of Vinnie