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TWO WEEKS LATER.
Gerard had not called or gotten in contact with me except to say he loves Dacoda and I and that he was going to visit the twin towers today. He messaged this to me this morning. I wondered why he hadn’t called. My phone started going off.
“Hello?”
“Hi Ella, are you at home?”
“Hi Dia, yeah I am, why?”
“Okay, put on channel 7, I think you should see what happened.”
“What do you mean?”
“Ella, just do it.” I obeyed and walked to the television and turned it on to channel 7. The twin towers had been attacked by terrorists. I felt the phone slip out of my hands. I quickly picked it up.
“Oh my god, Gerard sent me a message this morning saying he was going to be in the twin towers.” I was really worried. I said good bye to Dia and phoned Gerard’s phone. No answer, I tried again and again. I still received no answer. I tried the Way house. Mikey picked up, he had heard about the attack and was worried sick.

Night came and Dacoda had been arranged to stay with Donna for the night. I drove to the closest pub and asked for a beer. I finished drinking that, it wasn’t strong enough so I requested a stronger drink. I was in the bar drinking my worries away. My judge of character had disappeared as well. A shady looking guy came up to me.
“Hey, I could hear you from over there.” He pointed to the back of the pub.
“Y…eah wazzya pooint?” My words were slopping all over the place.
“You sounded upset. I have something that will make you very happy.”
“Waaat is it?”
“Something that only costs fifty dollars, you interested?”
“Yeeeeah.” The guy led me outside and around the corner. He showed me the ‘product’ I grabbed out fifty dollars and handed it to the guy he handed me the bag.
“I guarantee this will make you feel better.” He walked away. I stuffed it in my bag and walked to the car. I amazingly got home without any problems. I walked up to my room and fell asleep as soon as I laid on my bed.

When morning came I had a hangover. I was upset about the day before. The door rang. It was Dia; she had bought Dacoda back from Donna’s for me. I took him to the sitting room so he could play with his toys. I then went to the toilet. When I walked into the kitchen, Dia was there. She had what I bought last night in her hands.
“ELLA! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?”
“I don’t know. I don’t remember anything from last night.”
“RUBBISH! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN TAKING THESE FUCKING DRUGS?”
“I haven’t. I swear I haven’t.”
“THEN WHY ARE THEY IN YOUR FUCKING BAG?” She walked over to the sink and ripped the plastic open and poured the contents into the sink. She turned on the tap and washed it down the sink.
“WHAT WAS THAT FOR?”
“I'M NOT GOING TO WATCH YOU WAIST YOUR LIFE AWAY ON THAT CRAP. JUST BECAUSE GERARD ISNT HERE DOESN’T MEAN YOU CAN DO THIS SHIT. DON’T YOU EVEN CARE ABOUT YOUR SON?”
“OF CORSE I CARE ABOUT DACODA. HOW DARE YOU EVEN QUESTION THAT!”
“WELL SNAP OUT OF THIS. DRUGS WON'T HELP YOU BRING GERARD BACK!”
“GET OUT!”
“Happily.” She turned and walked out. I literally had screwed up my life. I really did miss Gerard and I hoped what I said wouldn’t be the last thing I ever say to him. I walked in to see Dacoda. He was playing happily with his toys. I grabbed my phone and tried to call Gerard again. There was no answer. I rang mum, who now lived in Oakland, a few hours drive from Newark. They had moved there because we had more family and that is where my brother and his wife now lived.
“Hello?”
“Hi… mum.”
“Hello Ella, what's up?”
“Uh I was wondering if Dacoda and I could come and stay with you guys for a while.”
“Yeah sure, is everything okay?”
“Yeah, thanks I’ll explain everything when I get to your house.”
“Okay dear, bye.”
“Bye mum.” I hung up the phone and went and packed a few bits, like clothes and toys. I grabbed Dacoda and told him we would be going to visit his other grandmother and grandfather for awhile. He asked if dad would be coming. I replied saying I don’t know. We arrived at my parents’ house after around an hours drive. Mum came out to greet me.
“Hey dear, how are you?”
“Hi mum, Dacoda say hello.” Dacoda hadn’t seen my parents in years. He was hiding behind my legs. He stepped to the side.
“Hello.”
“Hello little Dacoda, I haven’t seen you in a long time.” Mum crouched down and gave him a hug.
“Dacoda, why don’t you head on inside.” He walked inside quietly.
“C’mon dear, you can tell me why you’re here in the warm.”
“Okay Mum.” I followed mum inside. She turned the kettle on and I sat in the lounge room which was attached to the kitchen. Dacoda was getting his toys out.
“So Ella, what does bring you here?”
“I had a fight with Dia.”
“Why did you come here for just that? What about Gerard?” I looked down at his name.
“I don’t know where Gerard is…”
“What?”
“He lost his job so he went to New York to try and get another one. He left and didn’t tell me because I refused to let him go. He sent me a message saying he was going into the twin towers the morning before the terrorist attack. I don’t know if he is dead or alive.” Tears ran slowly down my face.
“Oh dear, I'm sure he is fine. He always is.”
“Yeah, I hope your right, for Dacoda’s sake… and mine.” Mum and I talked for awhile and I had dinner with them. I had a shower and went to bed with Dacoda.

Morning came and I was woken up by my phone going off.
“Hi?”
“Hey Ella, its Sam. I'm at your apartment, where are you?”
“I’m at my mums”
“We where worried; Dia told us what happened so I came to see if you're alright.”
“Yeah don’t worry about me I’m fine.”
“Are you sure? I think you should come home.”
“Sam, I'm fine here. I’ll be back when I'm ready.”
“Okay… well I have to go now please come back soon.”
“Bye Sam.” I hung up and went for breakfast, Dacoda followed me out. The day went quickly and before I knew it a week had past. Soon it had been three months. I decided I had better return so Dacoda could go to school with his friends.


Sorry its rushed but I am hell tired, I need a shower, I need to pee... and I don't think you want to know the rest. But I hope you like it anyway