Dream Seer

Chapter 3: Dad!

Ugh! Why do I have to be so stupid! "Dad! Are you okay?" No answer. "Dad?! I tried ramming the door over and over. Finally, I heard the door unlock. I rushed in to see my dad lying on the floor. He was unconscious. "Dad, no please don't leave me." I cried my eyes out. Then I called 911. Oh crap. Why didn't I do that first. I say to myself "Stupid.". We finally arrived at the hospital. They said he's fine and will recover, but..he has a really deep cut in his chest. The doctor said he could come home in about a week or so. The police is gonna come 'round the house to get a full report on what happened. Why does this always have to happen to me? I haven't done anything wrong. Yet this happens to me. I swear when I find whoever did this....they will pay. Even if I die trying. I cried while I was watching dad over his hospital bed. Then the nurse comes in, "Ms.Dawson?" "Yes?" "The police are at reception." "You can send them in." As she leaves I try to wipe away the tears on my face. Mostly because it ruined my makeup. Ok, get yourself together. No tears. Well, here goes nothing. I drove dad's car home. I pull up and see a police car round the front. It was Officer Chaplin. He is a close family friend, especially to my mother. "Hello officer." He turns around with a serious face and says "Fae, good to see you again. Well not under these circumstances. So, would you like to tell me what happened?" I nodded and invited him in the house. As we came in, I showed him where I found my dad lying unconscious on the floor. I also told him how I was strangely locked out of the house until the screaming stopped. "There doesn't seem to be any signs of a break in. But......." I was suspicioned by his sudden change of voice tone. "But what?" "We found a broken piece of glass with blood on it. There was a fingerprint on it. Just one." "So?...." He sighed. "It looked very similar to a fingerprint we found on your mother's coat." I was shocked. Could this be the same person? If it was, why would they only act now? "What?.......Are you sure?" "Not entirely. We still have to run some tests at the station. Better get started on it. So, see you later." "Bye." I watched the his police car roll out of the drive way. After he left, I wanted to search the house myself for any clues. I searched the entire house for three straight hours! I had no luck. I didn't find anything. Not a single hair. The police took all the 'evidence'. I look at the clock and I realize it was eleven o'clock..... at night! Oh no I might be late for school tomorrow. Under normal circumstances, I don't give a sh*t about school. But, since it's the first week, skipping school would be bad. So I took quick shower, brushed my teeth and stuff and went straight to bed.
*Next morning*
Yawn. "That was a good sleep. Haven't had one of those in a while." I stretch my arms upwards. I bend over s to see what time it is and what!! Eight fifteen!!! I'm late! I'm late! Ok I rummaged through my closet. At this point, I would just get clothes that didn't smell so bad and go. I run out the door to the car. Then, I just realize I forgot my school stuff. Again, I am really clumsy. So I go back inside, get in the car and drive as fast as hell cause when I left the house......it was nine o'clock.
I got to school just in time for second period. At least I won't have to take my dad's class. I ran through the halls to find the science lab. I see the teacher Mrs.Hudson in the front teaching, something. As I open the door Mrs.Hudson says to me"I see you've finally decided to grant us with your presence Ms.Dawson." Ugh. Do all teachers have to be so sarcastic. "Sorry
Mrs.Hudson it won't happen again." I tried saying that without a 'your dead to me look'. "Fine, fine. Just take a seat next to..uh.. Mr.Salvatorre." Omg!!! Yes, I get to sit next to Byron. So far, so good for being late.