Riley

Chapter 64

Lorraine POV
"Breathe dad. We're almost there."
I rush him to the hospital. He was just fine dancing and such, he's had a coughing fit then passed out from lack of oxygen.

Luckily one of the teens there got him breathing again, he told me he was smoking on food. I speed through all lights in a rush to the hospital.

"He's chokingggg!" Damon cries out from the back seat of the car with my dad lying on his lap.

"What do you mean he's choking. On what! Pull him forwards and pay his back." I say panicked. I press down on the gas faster trying my best to weave in and out of traffic.

I look into the mirror for a split second and turn my attention back to the road. At first I don't see it. But when I do it's to late to swerve from the on coming truck.

I scream, Damon screams...dad is silent.
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Riley POV
Peter and I dance the night away. We've been packed so close by all the hot bodies that now we are facing each other grinding on each other.

A hand wraps around my waste from behind and I'm pulled into hairy arms. Alarm flashes over my face and Peter looks as if he will kill whoever it is on me.

I try the pry the arms off but they hold fast on to me. "Release me now, or you'll regret it. " I warn yelling over the music.

"I like them feisty. " A deep husky voice replies. His grip on my waist tightens more and he grinds on the back of my bikini clad body.

"I'm married! That's why your even here, for my wedding!" I shout furious that his boy will not let me go. I could injure him, but that would cause so much of a seen.

"I was told just to come here for a party. When I got here music was already going." He says chuckling.

I give Peter the look and nod my head, telling him it's okay to hit this guy. Peter takes one step forward.

"Who are you?" The boy says. His fingers dig into my skin. I flinch and stomp of his foot with my bare one.

He releases me and I slide out the way as best I can. Peters fist collides with the boys jaw and such a speed, his neck could have snapped from impact.

He stumbles backwards into a few people and knocks one guy over. He's lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

Either Peter killed him, or he's unconscious. I lean down and feel for a pulse. It's there, so we're all good.

"He has a pulse. " I shout raising my hand as if I accomplished something.

Everyone else follows my motion and yells out "woooohh." The party continues and people dance around his body as if he isn't knocked out.

"You should move him." I tell Peter and point at the unconscious body.

He told his eyes and grab and arm. He drags his body through the crowd and leans I follow behind him. He leans him up against the side of the house near a speaker. He's either going to wake up with a dislocated shoulder from being dragged, or death in the ears from being placed near the speaker.

I take his hand and go back to join the party. Before I can throw my hands up and dance, he wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me up.

"What are you doing?" I squeal as he walks towards the pool.

"We, are going swimming. " He says cheerfully jumping into the water taking me with him and splashing some others.

I emerge from the water giggling and trying to move the hair from my eyes. My curled hair now starts to go back to its natural texture and curly around my face in the water.

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Granddads POV
I wake in a white room. Wait...ive seen this darn room before! I try to sit up and notice there are IV's in my arm, along with scratches going down it.

What happened? Last I remember, I was trying to dance and eat at the same time.

"Sir? Mr. Ford?" A young male doctor asks.

I try to speak but my throat is so terribly dry. I point to it and he take the hint and leaves for a few seconds and returns with water.

"Okay. Listen for a second. Don't speak and strain your voice right now... I have a few things to tell you. " He says.

I don't like the look on his face. But I wait for him to continue, not that I have a choice.

"We've given you a brain scan and your fine. We've also given you a full body scan and you've miraculously ...fought off your cancer." He explains.

My jaw drops, I snap it shut and wait for the rest of the news. Im going to live! Riley and Lorraine will be so happy! I can't wait to get out of here.

"Bad news. You do have a slight summer cold..." He starts but stops. Opening and closing his mouth as if he has something to say but doesn't know how to phrase it.

Just spit it out, son. I don't have all day. I have to tell my daughter and granddaughter the good news.

"Your daughter Lorraine was on her way here. She way speeding to get you to the hospital. An on coming truck hit the car and killed her instantly. " He says.

My heart shatter and tears spring to my eyes. How could this happen? Why Lorraine? Both of my children are lost from me now.

The man hands me a box of tissues. I blow my nose with much effort. I have a sudden head ache.

"Do you have any family that we should call?"

I clear my throat and try to speak again.

"My granddaughter Riley. She needs to get up here now. " I rasp out. "You'll have to call the priest. His number is in Lorraine's phone under 'the priest' he lives near the area of my granddaughter. Tell him to tell her to get here. "

He leaves quickly and leaves me to my thoughts.
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Riley POV
The priest is running towards us. I thought he left like some hours ago. It's getting rather late.

"Get out of the water. It's an emergency." He says from the outside of the pool holding a phone to his ear.

"What is it?" Peter asks as we pull ourselves from the pool.

"It's your granddad..."

My heart breaks. He was just fine a while ago. How could have taken a turn for the worst that fast.

I can't hold I my tears. "Riley we have to go. " Peter tells me. I know this. I just can't move right now. My body is immobilized, that's how heart broken I am right now.

"Riley!" Peter says more urgently grabbing my hand.

When I don't respond he throws me over his shoulder and starts to walk towards the house. He cuts the music and scream at everyone to get out.

I feel so numb right now.

"Everyone leave now. Thank you for coming. We've had an emergency and we must leave. Meaning you all have to leave. Oh! Someone grab that boy who's slumped on the side of the house when you leave too. " He yells.

Going through the front door. He locks up the house and exits out the back after checking to see that nobody is in it.

"Priest, we need to use your car. " He says. I just hang over his shoulder.

Granddad.

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Authors note.

The end is near you guys. This was an okay story for my first story.