The Lives We Live

Why

•Dads pov•

Why, why is this happening to my baby girl? I thought to myself. She's just a child, she's my precious angel! Why is this happening to her?!

I couldn't see straight, all I saw was red.

Rushing down the hospital hallway I found myself in the lobby. I could hold back anymore, my heart was broken. I screamed to the top of my lungs "AGHHHHH!" Which caused everyone that was in the lobby to look at me, but I could give a damn. "What are you all looking at?!?" I shouted. I started to rip up magazines, flip tables, throw the water machine to the ground and punch the wall repeatedly.

"Sir, we're going to need you to calm down" the lady at the front desk said.

"Shut the fuck up! You have no right to tell me to calm down! You have no idea what's going on!" I shouted.

"Hey!" The officer spoke, approaching me with his hand on his taser gun. "Sir, you need to calm down or I'm going to have to escort you out of here." He said sternly with his hand still on his taser.

"Are you really trying to give me an ultimatum right now!" I yelled even louder. "I could give a damn what some security officer with a taser gun is going to do to me right now! I've lost everything now! My daughter is being taken away from me right now, I have nothing left!" I screamed and with that I went charging towards the officer

He immediately taser me. Fifty thousand bolts cursing through my body. I instantly collapsed to the ground causing me to have convulsions.

In all honesty it felt good due to the pain I was feeling on the inside. It was a distraction. The shocking feeling made me feel so much better.

The officer had me on the ground in handcuffs when I heard Kyle scream out my name and started sprinting down the hall towards me.

"Dad!"

"Sir, I'm going to need you to back away." The officer stated.

"Michael! What is going on here?" The doctor asked the officer who had me pinned to the ground.

"This man, here" he started motioning his hands towards me "was acting out of control and wild. When I told that he needed to calm down, he snapped and came charging at me...so I tased him." He answered honestly.

"Mr. Martin, is this true?" The doctor asked.

"Something like that." I replied growing irritated.

"Alright Michael, let him up. Trust me it's ok." The doc said trying to defuse the situation.

With a little hesitation and an 'are you sure?' Look, Michael let me up and undid the handcuffs around my wrist.

"Hopefully you learned your lesson." Michael sneered at me then walked away.

"We'll see!" I hissed rubbing my wrist.

Then the doctor came up to me and put a hand on my shoulder, while Kyle and James sat down in the waiting area.

"Mr. Martin, I'm sorry about your daughter. I truly am. I did not know that it was going to affect you this much." The doctor spoke.

"Of course it did!" I barked "she's my daughter. The princess to my castle and my heart! Why the hell would it not?" I asked becoming more emotional and frustrated by the second.

"But of course sir, what I merely meant was I did not know that you were going throw a tantrum in the middle of the lobby." He says making me more pissed off.

"I think that it's best if you remove your have from my shoulder and walk away from me before I end up back in those handcuffs." I state looking from my shoulder then to him.

"Of course sir, if you excuse me. My apologies once again." Then he scurried off down the hall.

"Yeah, whatever prick." I mumbled to myself.

Walking over to where the boys were sitting; I sat in between them and let my emotions take over. I started to cry, again but this time it was much worse.

I just didn't understand why? Why is this happening?