My Prize Is The Bad boy (Complete ✔) Slow Editing

She's Gone

"Its mom" the two words Joey said circled around in my head as we by we I ment Joey,Brett and I.

My anxiety was growing to higher levels as we got into Joeys car and speed down the street. I was currently sitting in the back seat with Brett sitting beside me and Joey being the driver.

My hands kept shaking uncontrollably and it felt like my body was going hot one minute and the next ice cold which made my lips quiver.

Brett took my hand in his and squeezed it lightly. I turned to look at him, he responded with a smile saying "its going to be okay"

"Ok"I mumbled back.

After a little while of driving or should I say speeding because I could tell that Joey was still panicking from how his hands were shaking on the steering wheel we saw the hospital my mom works at.

As we got closer and closer to the hospital anxiety and nervousness was taking over my body.

As soon as the car parked we all jumped out well I didn't, I ran out almost tripping over the edge of the car or whatever they call that part of the car.

We went straight to the elevator and pressed the button but the doors wouldn't open so I ran straight to the stairs until I reached the floor the receptionist works.

"Mary!..." She just pointed down the hall with a worried look on her face her hand shaking a bit too.

I felt Brett's and Joey's presence behind me before I sprinted down the hall to the waiting area. A million questions were swirling in my head as only my hearing could only process the sound of my beating heart

What happened?

Is mom Ok?

Where is she? and a lot more questions

I saw my dad sitting with both his hands covering his face. I stood there for awhile looking at him until I felt two muscular hands on either side of my shoulders. I turn to look at the owners of both hands.

Joey had a worried and still panicky look on his face while Brett had the same emotion on his face.

I hated seeing my family worried its its...its just so very stressing you know. One family member sad then we all get sad.

I walked over to dad placing my hand on his shoulder squeezing it lightly. My dad lifted his head giving me a small sad smile. I could feel my eyes getting watery seeing his face like this.

"Dad" I whispered

He took my hand that I used to touch his shoulder in his hand and gave my small hand a squeeze not hurting my hand.

"Dad" I whispered again sitting beside him on the bench while Brett and Joey took a seat beside me.

"Dad..." Joey's voice came called out shaky.

"Where's mom?"I finished

Tears started to pool in his eyes and he was trying his best to keep them in but there was no point in doing so as he held his head low while the tears started to fall soaking his suit.

I place my hand on his cheek and once again he lifted his head taking my hand again in his own hand "am so sorry sweetheart"

I shot up fast out of my seat, the tears that I was trying my best to keep in was now falling nonstop "what happened?" I asked even though I know the answer will not be as good as I want to hear it be.

"Am so so sorry sweetheart" dad repeated placing his hands back over his face sobbing a little loud mumbling things I couldn't hear due to his hands that are covering his face.