FEAR

Secrets

Isaac's POV

I sit down by my dad who is at Roma's. He is hidden from everyone. No one can know about this. We would be in so much trouble.

"Isaac. You don't have to do this. I would have been fine with the rest of the sick people." He says.

He has the flu and pneumonia. I have this doctor mask covering my mouth and nose. I also have gloves on so I don't get sick.

"No. If you would've seen that place." I some what say because it's hard to talk with this stuff covering my mouth.

"I don't want Roma or you getting in trouble." He says and starts coughing.

Roma comes in to check on gun. She is the same mask and gloves on as me. She looks at him and records everything. Then she leaves. I leave my dad to go talk to her, to see how my dad is doing.

I sit with her at her counter on a bar stool.

"Roma-......." I say, but get cut off by her.

"Jackson isn't doing so good. We don't have the right meds to treat him. If he keeps going like this, untreated, he is liable to die." She says and looks at me with sorrow.

My dad can't die. I need him here win me. I lost my mom and I can't lose him too.

"Well we have to go find stuff." I say.

"No. They will get suspicious and find out that we are keeping him here." She claims.

"This is my DAD we are talking about here." I argue.

She just looks at me and passes me a clip board. It's the clip board that she records all of her patients on. There is 4 papers that are folded in the stack.

"Look at the four that are folded. Those are you fathers." She says quietly.

I look at them. His progress has been going down hill. She has gave him some medicine, but it didn't help. He has flu and pneumonia. I already K we that though. I look at the last paper. I unfold it and start to read it. They are questions and he has answered them.

Are you allergic to anything?
-No

Have you ever had a heart attack or a heat stroke? If so, explain.
-No

Do you have diabetes?
-No

Do you have bad blood pressure?
-No

Any failures to any body part or organs?
-No

Do you have cancer? If so, where?
-Yes. I have a tumor in my stomach.

Have you been bitten or scratched?
-No

I just stop and stare. He has a tumor. When did he find out? How did it happen? Why didn't he tell me?

"He told me this when you first got here. I had him feel this out while I checked him out. It was before all this started. I didn't look at it until he was here and sleeping. He didn't know how to tell you. The doctors told him that he didn't have that long to live. That's been a while. He wrote you a letter and wanted me to give it to you when he died. Not only does your dad have cancer, but he also has the flu and pneumonia. That's killing him faster because he was already sick and weak. That's why I told you that we don't have the rights meds to cure him. We can't help him, but we can pray that he will get better." She says and takes the clip board back.

She then slips an envelope in my hands that has my name on it. It's the letter that he wrote me. I look arbor debating if I want to read it now or wait like he wants me to. I slip it in my pocket deciding to wait. I walk back into his room to see him sleeping. I sit in the chair that I have been sitting in.

This doesn't make sense. He doesn't have long to live. He is slowly dying and there is nothing I can do about it.

"Dad. I know you are sleeping. I just want you to know that I forgive you for not telling me you have a tumor. Honestly, I don't think anyone could tell their child that kind of news...... At least you will be with mom. You two will be together again and happy...... I just don't want you to go, but i don't want you to suffer anymore." I whisper while tears are pouring out of my eyes and down my face. "You don't have to worry about me. I will be okay. You taught me everything I need to know. Besides I have you, mom, family, friends, and god protecting me. You all will always be in my side. Even though I can't see you, just know that you and mom are always here with me in my heart........ So if you are suffering, don't suffer anymore. If it's your time to go, just go. Don't fight it to try to stuck with me. I will be okay. I love you dad and goodbye. Rest in peace and be with mom again."

I start to cry harder and I run out of the room. I keep running until I am out of Roma's house and I find myself
At Amara front porch. I take a seat on Amara's porch swing. I bring my knees to my chest and sit side ways on the swing.

I know he isn't dead yet. I just thought that it would be great to say that. It was my final goodbye to him. You can't predict what will happen and you can't decide who goes and who stays. Just know that everything happens for a reason.