Chapter 4

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"What," I asked the doctor.

"Your dad is dead."

My dad is dead. My dad is dead. Dead. Gone. Forever. No more perfect family. No more memories. Nothing. All of it. Gone. Dad. Dead. Mom. What about mom?!

Millions of thoughts were running through my head all at once. I put Amelia down on a chair so I wouldn't drop her.

Then, I remembered....Mom!

"What about my mom?! Where is she?"

"Your mom is in surgery. She's in a very critical condition though," He answered.

"What happened?"

"Your dad was driving. He and your mother were talking. The next thing they knew, a track and trailer drove up onto the car. Mostly your dad's side though....Again I'm so, so sorry, Claire."

Dad. Dead. Mom. Critical condition.

I didn't say anything else. I just turned and took off running, tears running down my face.

I didn't know where I was going. I just kept running. I needed to get away from everything.

I ended up on the top floor of the hospital. I was on the floor, in the waiting room, curled in a ball, crying my eyes out.

What am I gonna do?! Dad is dead. No one excepts Mom to live. I don't even think she will...

I stayed up there for what seemed like hours...maybe I was up there for hours. I really don't know.

The doctors came up and walked me down to my mom's room. She'd been out of surgery for 4 hours now, and I've been with her the entire time.

It was 3:00 AM. I was super tired. I kept dozing off, but I forced myself to stay awake. This time, I was almost in a deep sleep. That's when I heard it...

...The beeping of her monitor went flat...

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Wow.

Maybe I am evil!

~Brooke~

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