The Choosing ✔️

The last goodbye

"You're crazy." I breathe under my breath.

"And that's why you love me," Jane replies as we walk to the door.

"She is smart though," Kyle adds in and I shoot him a death glare. No need to encourage her. He gives me an air kiss.

"Hey miss?" A guy stops us. We halt. A black suit, the ones that I want to strangle because they are such stalkers. Okay so the prince is with us. But still  I mean my dad is dying can we turn down the drama?

"Hello sir." Jane bats her eyelash's flirtingly.

"Um I just wanted to make sure you weren't someone important." He eyes me and Kyle only for a second before fixing his gaze back on Jane.

"Uh hmm. I am very important." She glares at him pouting. Jackpot.

"Sorry I meant uh that you weren't..." He was at lost for words and I almost grinned. "Sorry, you can go through." He opens the door while turning beet red not looking at us.

 I collapse with happiness once we go through. I wipe my make up with a wet paper towel. Kyle though still has to wear his cap and sunglasses with a mustache. Yes he is wearing a mustache. Jane had it in her car from a party theme thing.

"Ahh!" Ella screams in delight as we exit the elevator. I run hugging her to death.

"My baby." I whisper stroking her hair. I wipe my happy tears. I look at Jane's mom and thank her. She nods then her gaze flicks to Kyle. She raises her eyebrow going to him.

"I'm going in." I say out loud. They all look at me.

"Were right here." Jane takes my hand squeezing it.

"I know." I manage to say before entering the room.

 The first thing I notice is that it's smells like hospital. The walls are white with a tint of beige. There are two bouquets of flowers that are simple yet bright and colorful. The last thing I notice was the bed and the person in it. My dad looks so weak and fragile that my voice could easily break him. I shift closer forgetting the years of hate.

"Daddy?" I whisper Ella holding me tight. She was playing with a strand of my hair.

"Angel?" My dad blinks groaning as he tries to move. I rush to his side. I grab a hand holding it close. "Where's my baby girl?" He asks. As if on cue Ella makes a noise.

"She's right here." I say though I don't give him Ella I don't want to take the chance.

"I'm not going to hurt her." He says sadly like he couldn't bare the thought of it. I reluctantly hand her over. "I'm so sorry." He whispers as tears form in his eyes. He holds her close stroking her hair. He starts sobbing saying how sorry he is and how he would change his way if he ever could get another chance.

"Daddy what's wrong?" I ask because I don't even know why he is here. Right now I everything is how it should have been a long time ago except for him being in the hospital.

"I've abused my body." He sniffs. "I deserve it." He grabs my hand holding it like it was the only thing keeping him alive. I'm quite because he does deserve it at least a little. I knew I should have stopped him before he drank too much. I tried but it ended in bruises and gave up.

"It's going to be alright." I stroke his hand while sitting on a chair. It was a good quietness that even Ella was just sucking her thumb and looking at us. The soft hum of the air condition  put me to sleep.

 .....

 "Quick call the doctor." I hear a shout as my body ached.

"Emergency call, code blue, the patient doesn't have a heartbeat." Another voice yells. I sat up to find the bed surrounded by nurses and doctor. There was a machine that... I forgote whats it called.

 "CPR machine on high level." A lady shouts out. I stand as it hits his chest shaking his lifeless body.  I inhale a breath in shock. What happened? I was asleep and Ella was nowhere to be seen.

"Miss you need to get out." A male nurse grabs my arm. I try shaking him off.

"That's my dad!" I struggle as he holds me back. He only holds tighter. I hiss stepping on his foot. He curses but doesn't let go.

"Let her go." A voice interrupts. I turn to Kyle who was walking towards us. The guy lets go in surprise. Kyle wasn't wearing his hat. I try to go back into the room but Kyle holds me back. What the HELL?! He helped me get away from the guy why hold me back?

"They need room to work, baby." He says into my hair as I sob into his chest. I try to break free but he was too strong.

"I hate you." I pound on his chest. I curse because it's as hard as a diamond.

"I know." He whispers resting his chin on top of my head. The place chaos. My father didn't make it. I cry so hard I forget how to breathe and they threated to give me a shot. I stop after only to start again when I see Ella. She will never get to remember him. Which was good and bad.

 "Here" Kyle hands me a paper. I refuse to meet his eyes but take it anyway.

MY beautiful girl, I love you so much even if you hate me. I hate myself too. I hope you can one day forgive me enough to see my grave.

-Dad 

I start crying again hugging Kyle by the waist. He mummers words I don't really hear. I stare at the paper hating the fact I couldn't tell him my answer. I forgave him every time he kissed (On the forehead) me and Ella in our sleep when he thought I wasn't awake.

Plot twist? Alcohol abuse is a serious problem and so is physical abuse, please seek out help for either or both. 

-S