Paul and I go to the local diner for breakfast the following morning. He holds my hand from across the table and he sits back, watching me eat. He finished his food a few minutes ago.
"Thanks for forgiving me." He tells me and kisses my hand.
"Of course, Paully." I wink.
I walk in my house and I shout for my dad. His truck was in the driveway.
"Dad!" I call, growing worried.
I enter the bathroom and see dad on the ground and two empty pill bottles. The third is spilled. I scream and I fall to my knees. Paul breaks into the house and he finds is.
"I'm calling 911." Paul demands.
I lay on my dad's lifeless body and I sob. He is the only family I got, other than Jared. I become numb when the paramedics take my dad to the ambulance. I go to his room and u lay on my dad's bed.
"Hey, Layla." I hear Kim say as she sits next to me.
"Kim, hold me." I whisper brokenly.
Kim smiles sadly and she curls up behind me. She rubs my hair back and she talks to me softly. I whimper as tears escape my eyes again. The phone rings and I run to pick it up.
"Miss Parker, this is dr Grayson from Seattle General Hospital, I hate to inform you but your father has passed away from suicide, overdose."
I drop the phone as soon as the words leave the doctors mouth. Kim pulls me into a tight hug when I tell her my dad committed a successful suicide, that he's dead. Paul enters the house and he sees me sobbing and the phone on the ground.
"Her dad is dead; call Jared over here." Kim demands.
Paul grabs the phone and hangs it up. He dials Jarred's number and he calls. I cling to Kim until Jared comes in the house in a hurry.
"Lil cuz?" Jared coos.
I hug him tighter. Kim and Paul leave the house to go talk to the morgue in the funeral home. Jared soothes me enough to stop crying and he walks me outside. He drives me to Sam's and tells them the news.
"Here is so triple fudge, chocolate chip milkshake." Emily hands me a glass full of chocolate.
I smile weakly as I sip on the sweet drink. Jared is sitting next to me with his arm around me, keeping me settled. He is the only family I have left.
"Why'd Kim make Paul call me?" Jared asks me.
"You're the only family I have left." I whisper, my voice breaking.
Jared kisses my hair and he rubs my back calmingly. Kim smiles at us when she and Paul enter the house. I finish the milkshake and Sam takes the cup to the kitchen.
"The funeral home says his visitation will be tomorrow and his funeral the day after. He will be in the funeral home in Port Angeles but buried beside your mom in the Rez." Paul informs me.
I nod weakly as Jared goes over to his imprint. Paul hugs me closely and Sam suggests I stay a couple nights here, while the house is cleaned and my dad's stuff are taken out and out in storage. I agreed with him, Paul sighs in relief.
"Go and get some sleep, Layla." Sam tells me softly. "Kim, go get her some clothes for the visitation and the funeral."
Kim kisses my head before her and Jared go to get me some clothes. I walk to the room Emily shows me and I strip to my under garments. I climb under the blankets and Paul joins me. I curl up to him with my head on his chest. I cry myself to sleep on my imprint.
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Adore you. ~Paul Lahote ~
FanfictionThis is a Paul Lahote story. Rachel isn't in this story.
