As I make my way near my house, I begin to get my keys out when I hear a loud boom.
"PAPA?!" I shout nervously, scrambling to get the right key.I find it then hurry to unlock the door, only to see the one thing I was hoping I wouldn't see.
"PAPA!" I shout, tears already falling down my face.
"NO!" I shout, running to the guy that had ben laying on the ground, puddles of blood surrounding him.
"Papa, please be okay." I mumble, hurrying to call the ambulance.
"Yes um, I- I my- my dad I think- I think he's shot. Right in the ch- chest. Pl- please hurry." I explain, "We'll be there shortly."
"Papa..." I whisper, "I love you kiddo." he mutters, his voice broken and dead.
"No, you're not leaving. I need you, please don't leave," I cry, "Stay safe kiddo, stay with Matt, he's your source of happiness. And remember no bab-"
His eyes close and he's still. Just still. No movement and no words.
"No what? Papa please! Please finish your sentence! PLEASE!" I shout but he never replies.
"PAPA NO!" I shout.
"Please don't leave. You can't. Please Papa!" I beg, shaking his arm, feeling no pulse as his skin goes pale.
My mouth grows agape as choked sobs flow through my mouth and tears flow from my eyes.
"Please." I whisper, but yet again...
No response.
"BOSTON CENTER HOSPITAL!" I hear people shout before the front door is busted open with one of those hospital beds on wheels.
"Miss, I'm going to need you to step aside while we take care of your father." a nurse tells me.
I abide and sit to the side, against the wall, my dead father still in my view.
"Hey, I know this may be hard for you, but can you answer some questions for me please?" the same nurse from before asks me, "Um yeah- yeah sure." I reply, wiping my face, knowing more tears were about to fall.
"So what happened?" she asks, "Um. I got back from a friend's house and as I was finding my keys, I heard a loud boom, I'm assuming a gunshot because I walked through the door and there he was. Laying on the ground with pools of blood surrounding him. He told me he loved me and so I said that he's not leaving, he can't and then he told me to be safe and then he just stopped talking mid word and I shook his arm and felt no pulse and his skin went pale and he stopped moving and talking." I explain.
"I am so sorry honey, we can try our best to do what we can. If you would like you can come to the hospital with us, and you can bring maybe a sibling or mom?" she offers, "My um, mom is in jail and I have no idea where my siblings are, they were adopted and yeah." I reply.
"Damn, you've been through a lot then huh?"
I nod to this.
"Then you can bring a close friend, or boyfriend." she says, "Ok." I reply as I watch my dad's body get escorted out of the house.
The nurse person let's me ride in the back of the ambulance truck/van. I hold my dad's limp hand as I call Matt.
"Hey Aria, look I talked-"
"Shut up Matt. I need you to come to the Boston Hospital downtown." I interrupt, "Wait what happened? Are you okay?" he asks as I hear him scrambling around.
"I'm not okay to be honest, but it's because of my dad. I'll tell you everything when you get here just try to hurry." I answer, "K, Chris and Nick have to come though." he replies.
"Yeah sure whatever." I reply, "K, I'll see you in a bit, I love you." he says, "I love you too." I reply as he hangs up.
KIERA SPEAKS: kinda short but yeah also i have been getting into like reading normal books like not from wattpad like i can't even tell u the last time a read a wattpad book like i have gone like 2 weeks w out reading one (that's cap prolly only like 1 week) but yeah ALSO i SWEAR my algebra 1 teacher I SWEAR ON MY MIDDLE NAME SHE WAS READING A WATTPAD BOOK I WISH I WAS JOKING
but yeah I FINALLY got the 2nd and 3rd book to tsitp series so yeah
but yeah, sorry it's short i'm literally like running out of ideas and never know what to write ALSO OMG I LITERALLY BAWLED MY EYES OUT AS I WROTE THIS LIKE OMG
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FanficWhat's worse than falling in love with the one person your parents keep at the bottom of the list of people you can date? The 𝘰𝘯𝘦 person, restricted access to even talk to you?