Wirllry love letters

Feb 8th

Henry barely had time to react, time to truly understand what he had just read, before he heard footsteps racing down the stairs and nearly jumped out of his skin. He quickly walked to his bedroom door and opened it with a quiet creek and peeked out to see his dad franticly throw on his uniform quietly talking in code into his radio, alarmed Henry crept out of his room and down the stairs and heard police sirens in the distance getting closer with every second.

He watched as his dad grabbed his gun and loaded it as the sirens got louder, hank flung open the front door and ran out as Henry ran to the door his stuck his head out as other cop cars pulled up. His dad ran to the middle as the the other officers got out of there car's but no one was close enough to stop what was about to happen. Henry took a small step outside still holding onto the front door and hesitantly called out, confused "dad!?"

Hank spun around Panic rising seeing his son standing in the door frame, "GET BACK INSI-" there was a gunshot, Henry froze and the other officers all ran to do different things, some ran to help his dad, some ducked behind there cars, some shouted incoherent code words into there radio's, and the remaining officers ran to the sound and tackled a guy in all black clothes and a very dark blue hat grabbing his gun and pinning him to the floor.

Henry slowly reached up to touch his own face with a shaky hand, there was blood, he gagged I hate blood. He slowly looked up at his dads limp body, he's dead, he heard his mom and sister run up behind him. His mom gasped and Jen ran out the door Towards there dad "DAD!" Tears started to stream down Henry's face and his mom hugged him.

The rest of the night was a blur of flashing red blue and yellow lights, police and ambulance sirens, crying and questions, lots and lots of questions, questions Henry didn't have answers too. It was all to much for him right now he couldn't think, he couldn't breathe his whole word went from a bit weird to complete chaos in the span of a couple hours. It was too much for him to handle and now he was sitting next to a hospital bed sobbing with nothing but the unsteady beeping of a heart rate monitor to keep him from losing his mind.

The room was bright white it felt insulting to his teary and eyes, it was to bright and burned his throat felt raw as he took uneven breaths the air made his mouth feel dry and uncomfortable. He tried to calm himself but still couldn't instead he took Jen's hand in his offering what little support he could give, she held it but didn't dare look up from there dad as he laid almost motionless in front of her. There mom stood behind them a hand and Henry's shoulder and one on Jen's.

They sat there in silence for a while until a nurse came in, she spoke softly "we're going to take him into Surgery now" Henry sat silently as his mom nodded the other nurses wheeled his dad away. He looked at Jen, her face was red from crying and her eyes watered as she watched them as they took him away. She squeezed his hand and looked down at her younger brother, she forced a smile and held her other hand out and Henry hugged her tightly