Titanic 2 *sequel to titanic*

46//Martina

"Who's dead?" I said with a worried and shaky voice.

"Al-leee-jjandrro"

"Wait, is dad dead?" I said almost crying

"Mm" she said and cried even more.

I just stood here shocked. I didn't say a word, I didn't move my body. I was just so shocked

"Martina?"

"Martina" mom said my name twice but I couldn't answer.

My body was shaking even more now, my lips were trembling. Suddenly I dropped my phone on the floor because of my hands were shaking too much. My mom was still in the phone and she was wondering what I was doing. I can't control myself, I can't almost breath. It's like being dead but you're still alive. My dad have died. The only one in the world that always was there for me. He was always protecting me and was always by my side. I could talk to him about everything, he always listened. My dad was my hero, my everything, my world my life. I can't believe this. My mom kept shouting my name but I never answered, so she hung up after a couple of minutes. I was just standing here, still shocked and of course I had a whole sea of tears rolling down my cheeks. After a little while I heard Jorge coming downstairs.

"Tini?" He said. He was only  a few meters behind me. I didn't answer.

"Tini" he said and came closer

I stood with my back to him so he didn't see my face or something.

"Something wrong?"

When he was just about  to touch my shoulder, I  ran upstairs and laid myself on the bed and cried my eyes out. I'll never be able to see my dad again, my nightmare has become real. My biggest and worst nightmare was actually that dad died. And now it's true, my dad is dead... Oh my gosh I don't know what to do. Maybe I should kill myself so I can be with him in the sky. My brain is so empty, I've no idea what I'm gonna do. I was not ready for this. I wanted my dad to die when he was over 100 years old. He was only 56. That's too early. I heard footsteps by the door and there stood a worried Jorge. He has no idea 'bout this. He came to me and took his hands on my back and rubbed it.

"What happened?" He whispered in a calm voice

"My dad... Died" I said and took my hands on my face and cried more.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry. I'm always here for you Tini no matter what. I'm always here to comfort you."

"Thank you" I whispered

-

It was midnight. Jorge and the kids were sleeping, but I wasn't.
I couldn't sleep because of my dad. I was thinking too much about him, I still couldn't believe that he died. I've still panic, I need to see him, I need to hug him, be with him, talk to him, etc. But how? There's only one thing I can do...

Kill myself

I went down to the kitchen. I grabbed a knife from the dishwasher. It was a very sharp and long knife. I went out to the garden, but if I'm going to kill myself here Jorge's gonna see me. I need to get away from here. I went to a different place I've never seen before. I looked at the knife and prepared me to kill myself.

"One"

"Two"

I swallowed hard.

"Three"

And everything went black...

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