June Collin, daughter of Elizabeth Collin and half-sister of Carolyn Stoddard moves back home after she moved away with her dad when she was 15 years old. she is now 19 years old and decides to visit home for a while but she stays longer than she pl...
"Hello?" I whisperd as I answered the phone. It was the middle of the nightand Julia was sleeping right next to me.
"Is this June Collins?" A lady asked.
"yes. What do you need?"
"I am sorry to inform you that your father has passed away." She said.
"What?" I whispered I'm surprised she even heard me.
"He overdosed on heroin-"
"I-I don't need to know the details!" I said getting up from bed and walking to the bathroom. I shut and locked the door. My heart was shattered, my dad was dead. Gone just like that, and I didn't even get a goodbye.
"C-can you just tell me where he is?" I asked and the lady told me where he is as soon as she was done I quickly thanked her and hung up the phone.
I leaned against the door and slid down to the floor. I didn't know what to do. 'He's dead. He's dead. He's dead. It's your fault you should have stayed with him he would be alive right now.' I thought. I started quietly crying, putting my hand over my mouth so it was muffled but really I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw things and just cry for the rest of my life. I quietly got up and got into the hidden cabinet in my bathroom where I put my cutting kit. I got it out and sat back in my spot then got my razor then pulled up my sleeve. Right before I could do anything I heard the bathroom door handle move.
"Darling, what's wrong? Can you unlock the door please?" Julia asked from the other side of the door. I sniffled on accident and quickly put my hand over my mouth and I started to sob quietly again. "June! Open the door! What's wrong!?" She started panicking. Once again I ignored her and brought the razor to my skin again. "June please!" She begged and then it hit her.
She found out about me cutting about two weeks ago when she accidentally pulled up my sleeve and saw the cuts. "June! No! Stop! Don't hurt yourself! Please! Just unlock the door! Don't do anything! You can hit me punch me! Do whatever to me! Just don't hurt yourself, please! I need you! Please don't do this!" she started crying making me cry even more it was still silent so she couldn't hear me. I was going to ignore her but then she said "please." She whimpered and my heart broke even more.
I put the razor on the counter and slowly unlocked the door. As soon as it unlocked she barged in and checked my arms to see if I cut and then my whole body. She sighed in relief when she saw I didn't do anything then hugged me tightly "thank-you." She whispered and hugged me tighter as I started crying again.
"H-he's g-gone!" I cried.
"W-whos gone?" She asked softly rubbing my back.
"My dad. I-I just got the" I started sobbing more. "Call" I chocked out.
"Oh God" she mumbled. "I am so sorry my baby!" She apologized. I didn't say anything I just held onto her tighter and cried even more.
One week later:
Today's the day of the funeral. I looked at myself in their mirror and wiped away a tear that fell.
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I sighed and walked out of the bathroom and down to the car ignoring everyone who tried to talk to me. I knew if I tried to talk then I would burst out into tears.
The funeral started and it was time for people to say things about him. I decided to go last. Once it was my turn I wiped my tears away and let go of Julia's hand and walked up in front of everyone.
"Hi. As you all know I'm June Collins his daughter." I smiled slightly. "My dad was a very great person he may have had his ups and downs in life but I knew that he was trying to become better for me and for everyone else. I know some of you guys are thinking bullshit then why did he overdose!? You don't have to believe me but I know for a fact he was trying to change he was battling his addictions and" I took a deep breath "he lost" tears started falling down my cheeks so I stepped off the stage and sat back up in the seat. Julia immediately grabbed my hand and kissed it trying to comfort me which worked.
"Are you okay?" She asked and I shook my head.
"Yeah." I lied. Of course, she knew I was lying but she didn't want to make anything worse so she left it. Once everyone was getting up so we could go to the after the ceremony to eat I walked up to my dad as Julia stayed back waiting for me as I asked. Once I got to him I sighed. "Hey, dad." I sighed and grabbed his hand trying to hold back the tears. "I just wanted to tell you that it's okay." I started crying. "You lost your battle and that's okay. I forgive you. For everything." I kissed his forehead then wiped away my tears and walked back over to Julia. I grabbed her hand and we went to the after-party.
I wasn't hungry so I went around and talked to some people who actually cared about my dad other than his fake ass friends who just used him for the drugs and me.
"Look who it is? The little slut that slept with every one of her father's friends." Sarah smirked coming up to me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Why would I miss the love of my life funeral?" She asked.
"I don't know. I thought you two broke up?" I asked.
"We did but I was going to come back until I found out you put him in fucking rehab!" She yelled some eyes turned to us but I waved them off telling them everything was fine.
"He wanted to get clean I didn't force him to go he chose to." I shrugged.
"It's your fault! He would still be here if you left him alone! He would be happy and alive! But no! His daughter couldn't leave him alone and forced him to do something he didn't want to do!" She yelled and I pulled her out of the building. "Don't touch me!" She yelled once we got outside.
"Listen here! I already know it is my fault so I don't need you reminding me! Okay, I fucking know! I-if I just stayed with him and didn't make him be alone then he would still be here!" I yelled as I started crying more. "Just leave me alone." I wiped my tears and walked back into the building.
When we got home I immediately went up to my room and got into bed not caring to change. Julia walked in a couple of minutes later and let out a sad sigh. She walked over to me and crawled into bed, putting her arm around my waist and pulling me closer to her.
"It's going to get better." She hummed. I didn't say anything I just stared at the wall, blankly. She kissed the back of my neck and started humming one of my favorite songs to help me sleep. I smiled a little and soon felt myself drift off into a much happier world.
