Changed Blood

Chapter 15

I left her house. Nearly puking on my way out. The thought of her gone made me so dizzy. At first, it seemed like the universe needed us together, now it was like god changed his mind and wanted us apart. I got in my car and headed home. Realizing it was way past my bedtime and school was tomorrow. This was horrible. How was I supposed to live with myself? Inside my house, it was cold. And I just wanted her warmth.
"Nick." My father called out from overhead.
"What?" I said obviously not wanted to talk.
"What happened." He asked as if it was a statement and not a question.
"Shes gone dad. It happened. Just like you said it would. I know you told me so." I said.
"I did tell you so, and there's nobody else to blame except for yourself. Change things up Nick. Start thinking." I heard him turn his microphone off. Even though I still needed to talk to him. I stood next to his door. Wanting to knock.
"You know I can still hear you right?" he said from overhead.
"Yes. Please dad. I need you." He was unresponsive. Not talking. Which made me emotional. Like there was nothing he could do.
"Your mother..." he began.

"She was everything. But once they took her, there was no turning back. I had to move on." This was a little confusing, let me explain. My dad had been in love with my mom forever. And, he changed her without her consent as well. Just as I'm going through. She was just like Nira and forgave instantly. But my dad was stubborn and felt too ashamed. A repeat of my life. I am too much like him. Anyway, he ignored her. And she eventually left. He says its gods fault. He made her leave. She died. She disappeared. And died. I thought somebody found out and killed her. Dad thinks she did it herself. Whatever the reason, I will not let the same thing happen to me.
"You understand, that nobody else can do anything except for you. Right?"
"I do. but I don't know what to do. I dont know who did it, I have no leads or morals. Nothing."
"Then think." Great advice Dad, haven't even thought to do that.
"Thanks." I said walking away.
"You're not thinking." He repeated.
"I thought enough about it. I'm lost. Just as much as she is." I mumbled.
"Think harder." I slammed my door and went to bed in my clothes.
**
I woke up. And I was dog tired. The alarm went off and I turned it off. Cursing. I got something to eat and headed off to school. Where the world was just passing. I wasn't interested in talking or paying attention. I just sat there. Just like I was dead. Which I probably was. I wouldn't even notice. That night, when I got home, I lay in bed, and I prayed. I prayed for 21 minutes. Just hoping that she was ok. And nothing happened to her.