Not So Average Life

38- R.I.P

Sorry some published parts were taken down back then, IDK what's wrong but a few parts of my drafts just went missing so the story just became weird and didn't add up.

I came home today feeling like any other day when I saw a bunch of people I don't know in my house.

Rose was on the couch, crying. Her brothers were there comforting her.

"Mom?" I slowly walked towards her wanting to know what is happening.

"Emma, hey you're home." She weakly said. "Here have a seat, I have some really bad news." She paused as she couldn't hold her tears in and continued crying.

"Mom, mom you're scaring me." I replied.

"Emma, look, I'm really really sorry but, your dad, he passed away this morning." My uncle placed his hand on my shoulders gently.

"What?" I let out the words as my heart sank. I fell to the floor. "You're joking right."

Rose hugged me, "your dad was in a a car accident, and..... he didn't make it." Tears continued rolling down her cheeks.

At that moment, it was like my whole world came crashing down. I froze. The only person left in the world who loved me and would give their life for me is now gone. I was now an orphan. How could my dad leave me just like that, just a few days ago he promised to make me his blueberry pancakes and now he's just gone like that. Funny how life can be taken away from you in just any time and anywhere. My mind blanked out, I didn't even cry at this moment because everything was so sudden and unreal.

Mom and my uncles kept comforting me but I can't hear anything, it's like I just muted the whole world out. As mom got up to continue dealing with dad's funeral affairs, I lifelessly walked up to my room. I sank unto the floor, and I closed my eyes. And then, that's when the tears started flooding down my cheeks. I cried uncontrollably.

Just then, someone knocked on my door.

"Emma? Emma are you ok? We heard about your dad and we're so so sorry about what happened to him." Blake said.

I stayed silent as I sat up and wiped some tears from my face.

After a short while, "Hey, take your time ok, just let us know if you'd need anything." Sean said, sounding worried. "Don't you dare do anything stupid." then they left.

After the excessive crying, I started thinking, what's gonna happen to me. Technically, I am now an orphan. Will I get thrown out? Where am I gonna live? Will I be sent to an orphanage? All kinds of questions kept haunting me.

That night I couldn't fall asleep. I was tired, but my mind could not rest. Memories of me and my dad as well as worries of what's gonna happen to me. The next few days after the funeral happened, I barely ate anything. I felt severely depressed, like nothing is okay.

Depressed, like the past few days, I was wasting away on my bed. but then I sat up, and just then, my sight landed on the pair of scissors lying on my desk.

My thoughts slowed down as there was just one, to pick up the scissors and hurt myself. It would distract me and take my mind off the real pain I'm experiencing from the passing of my dad that cannot be healed right now. Even just for a moment. I want to stop feeling that insufferable pain in my heart.

By the time I gained my senses back, I felt an intense pain on my wrist as blood started flowing. I stopped. Immediately. Thoughts ran through my mind reminding me my dad would be so heartbroken to see me hurt myself.

just then the door opened, it was Blake. I quickly took some tissues to stop it and hid my hand behind. But of course he saw it, and I was embarrassed.

However, unlike the usual rushing over to see if I'm ok, or hugging me and telling me it is gonna be alright; he looked disappointed and hurt.