How can this be happening? I don’t understand why this is happening to me? Why do people have to die? I’ve lost everything, the only thing I haven’t lost is myself. This went from being a normal boring teen life to realizing that fiction is real. My head is spinning and I’m crying. How can he leave me? Why God, please somebody tell me.
This isn’t my fault! There must be another way. A way around all this madness. I can’t think. This life is continuing to fall, along with my heart and soul.
Blood spots are everywhere, and no matter how much I pinch myself this dream won’t end. Everything went through my mind, from all the months. I’ve been dealing with this for four months and no matter how stupid my story sounds I know it’s true.
“Kate please stop crying.”
“I can’t!”
“You have to.”
“Please don’t leave me!”
“I’m not getting a choice.” He grinned.
“This isn’t funny, how can you be dying and still laughing at everything?”
“Because I’m strong.”
“Nobody is strong enough to laugh and die!”
“Not if they don’t have you,” He rubbed the back of my hand, “Know that I love you, no matter where I am, or even if I don’t have a heartbeat, I’m going to love you forever.”
The tears fell so faster.
“I just..I don’t think what I was going to tell you would be more important right now.”
I turned my head around as Jason yelled at another guy. His hair was wavy and brown. He faced the other way, and he had a green jacket on and jeans.
“No, tell me what you were going to say.”
“Well, it’s not important now, but I was going to tell you that you were right about me and your mom. I know that it seems hard right now, but-” He cut off.
“No, everything is going to be okay, we’re going to get you to a hospital, and you and me are going to have a daughter and dad night-” he shushed me, pushing his index finger against my lip.
“Kate, it’s okay. No matter how much I say that I hate my life and nothing matters anymore, I only said it out of anger. I love you, your mom, and Megan. I want you to know that. I don’t know what Jason is, or that boy-” He cut off again. “All I know is, no matter where I go, Heaven or Hell, I’ll always be watching you, and I’m proud to be your dad.”
The sound of sirens went off and my dad laid his head on the ground. Jason ran over and picked my dad up. He used every bit of force he had in him to bring my father to the ambulance. When they asked what happened, I made up the excuse of it being a hiking accident.
A huge gash was located on the right side of my dad's head, and his chest tore up. We called the scrapes from the trees and the head wound from a rock he fell on.
When we got to the hospital, my dad was rushed into the surgery room. Mom and Meg later joined, crying on the uncomfortable seats. I had stopped though, maybe because I wasn’t worried about it. I couldn't really explain the emotions I was feeling. With a quick glance, I notice Jason buy two sodas from the vending machine. He brought one over to me and sat down in the seat next to me. Pulling on the tab of the pop, I heard the doctor called my mom over. He stood there, waving his hands, explaining about my dad. My mom went from crying to sobbing. She shook her head, almost falling to her knees. I then realized, those were the last words my dad would ever say to me.
I didn’t want to be in the hospital anymore, I just wanted to go home. I stood up and walked to my car. I sat in the seat and buckled up. Then I banged my head against the steering wheel. The tears pushed out of my eyes and I felt myself wanting to just cry. A knock on my window stopped me. When I looked up, Jason was standing there, just staring at me with those eyes. I quickly pulled myself together before unrolling my window.
“Can we talk?” he asked.
“I guess.”
He walked to the other side of the car. He hopped in as I rolled up the window.
“There’s a lot to explain probably, but Shasta is-” He paused. “-he, he feels terrible. He came looking for me and saw your dad, he thought he was some sort of random guy hiking, and when your dad saw him he had to kill him. People can’t know that we exist!”
“I understand that. Me and my dad didn’t get along that well anyway.” I couldn’t even look at him.
“No, it’s not okay.” He grabbed my cheeks, turning my head to look at him. “Kate, I had no idea that, that was going to happen. And I know what you where going to say earlier.”
“Earlier?”
“You were going to break up with me.” He let go. “I understand why and if you do-” he paused. “You can’t tell anyone.”
“I understand. But-”
“But what?”
“Why didn’t you tell me. Like, after awhile.”
“It’s confusing, but all I want you to know is that I love you. A lot, and I want to be with you.”
I nodded. It really seemed like Jason was serious and he really did want to be with me. The real question was if I was ready to be with him.
“Kate?”
“Yeah?”
“Does this mean, we’re still together?”
