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Katrina POV

"Hey dad where's mom? It's getting late." This is really weird my moms usually home by now. She must have been stuck in work or traffic. It doesn't hurt to ask my dad though. Maybe he knows something I don't. "Katrina I've already told you, I don't know where she is. She must be on her way home from work. She's fine." I knew my dad wasn't 100% sure she was fine. We both knew something was up. Soon I kind of just let the topic go and started to eat my dinner with my dad. Since it was just me and my dad we were able to catch up on things. I've always been close with my dad he was like a best friend to me. "So how's things at school?" My dads asks. "Everything's going great. All A's". After the usual questions about school were asked, we just talked and talked. I really enjoyed talking with my dad. I've been really busy lately and haven't been able to just sit down and talk with my dad. About 2 hours after dinner my mom still wasn't home, my dad and I are sitting on the couch watching tv. Our shows were interrupted by a phone call... My dad got up and grabbed the phone, he began to talk and dropped the phone. He grabbed the car keys and told me to get in the car. I can't figure out whats going on right now. Next thing I know we are driving down the highway and come to a stop my tons of police, fire trucks, and ambulances. There where 2 cars and one was on fire. Soon it all made sense. One of those cars is my moms. My mom was in a car accident. I couldn't move, I stood frozen in front of the huge flames. My dad ran to every police officer there was. While he was gone, 2 men rolling a stitcher with a body bag on it went by her. Now the puzzle pieces were put together. My mom was in a car accident. A bad one. Her cars on fire. My mom, the lady who gave birth to me. The women who told me everything I need to know. The woman who watched me grow up. The first person in my whole entire life to hug me. My best friend. Was dead. There was no getting her back. I slowly fell down to the ground. Trying to hold back the tears, that seemed almost impossible. I let out the tears and cried more than I've ever before. A girl my age shouldn't be dealing with this. She's supposed to have that mother figure to get her though tough times. I sat on the ground crying. Those who stopped their cars and got out to see what was going on all realized what was going on. News stations came by so they could inform all the world or at least California what happened. A few news reporters came over and asked what I felt about this. All I could do was look at them and say my mother died today. That's all I could really say or think about. My mom was gone. This morning when I left for school I got to say goodbye to her. Little did I know is that would be the last time. I remembered my dad was here. I slowly stood up and walked around to find my dad. I found him 10 minutes later sitting one the back of one of the ambulances. I sat next to him and neither of us said anything. We just sat there and did a lot of thinking. I'm sure he was thinking of more practical stuff like funeral costs and stuff like that, while I was thinking more of what was I going to do. I tried pinching myself a few times to see if this was some type of horrible dream, but I wasn't a dream. My aunt called, I ignored. My best friend called, I ignored. My cousins called, I ignored. My grandma called, I ignored. My grandfather called, I ignored. I wasn't in the mood to talk right now. I know that this is reality and it sucks. I was so used to living in this fairytale life, hadn't really experienced what reality was like. I knew that nothing could change what just happened. All the life inside me was drained out. I was sad. Actually more depressed. I just want my whole life to go back to the way it was before. I'm not really sure what to do with myself right now. I can't imagine what my dad must be feeling. I feel like we all feel the same way. Why do bad things happen to good people. My mom was to young to die. She didn't get to see my graduate, or get married. She is going to miss out on so much. I want my mom back. I wish she'd come back. I hug my dad and we sit like this for another hour. Tears streaming down both of our faces. "shhhh. It's going to be okay. Calm down. Your okay, we're going to be okay." My dad kept saying that in my ear. We both know we won't be okay. "W-why did this have t-to happen to us?!" I stutter. He just shrugs his shoulders and says "because God knows that we are strong enough to take the pain."
My dad might be, but not me.
I already know I won't be going to school for the rest of the year because theirs only 5 1/2 days left. My moms wake is Monday and her funeral is Tuesday. I've never ever wanted time to freeze and never change so much in my whole entire life.

I'm not ready to let go.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 03, 2015 ⏰

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