Broken hearted

Chapter 1

Beep!! Beep!! Beep!! Beep!! My alarm clock went off. It was time for us to move to New York. My family are driving throughout the different states to get to New York. Out of the blue boom!!! My dad fell sleep on the wheel. We had no idea it was coming it was so fucking blurry to us when it was right in front of our faces I wouldn't see it. My mom was wide-awake not tired and could've argued to drive all the way, but my dad argued he didn't let my mom drive. On the way to hospital, my mom was crying nonstop, when my tear fell out of my eye is the time I knew something bad will happen and he will probably pass away and leave us alone. When we got to the hospital the doctor said there's 20% chance he will make it alive and there is 80% chance he will not make it. He was in a coma for about two months. We've been praying, I was devastated I was crying and crying and crying and my mom asked the doctors "is he suffering? does it hurt?"
The doctors said "of course he's hurting but the only way to make sure he doesn't hurt anymore is to let him go for sure for good."
When my mom heard that she decided to give him a week to see if he's improving nothing I knew it was bad but I didn't know this bad. As the doctor came in, one week later my mom said "I'm ready"
"No, I am not ready to let go of my dad" I said with the tear that signed theirs no hope anymore.
"This is the only best way to help him and us move on" my mom said as she signed papers. I walked up to her and took the papers out of her hand and screamed I couldn't breathe, I was about to rip that piece of paper in half but I thoughts went through my head I knew it was the best choice to let him go for good.
"Doctor will he feel anything?"
"I don't know I could tell you but I really don't never been through it don't want to but I know for sure scientists say they don't feel anything."
"Okay I'm ready too" as I thought in my head that it's time to let go. I held his hand for the last time and let my feelings go crazy.