I awoke to find a few middle-aged ladies looking down at me, concerned. Their mouths were moving, saying something but I couldn't hear what. It took me a few moments till I was able to grasp what they were saying. "Are you okay?" "Are you hurt?". But, didn't I get hit by that truck? How was it possible that I felt fine? I noticed through my blurry vision, blue and red lights flashing from on top of a vehicle, a handful of cars parked in the distance and the truck.
I sat up, feeling dazed, trying to process what had happened. I scanned the area, trying to find anyone familiar, any clue as to what was going on. Till it hit me. Where was dad?
A group of people were surrounding the front of the truck. I quickly got up and rushed towards them, pushing my way through till I saw what they were looking at. It was Dad.
Dead.
I ran and fell to my knees, shaking him, trying to wake him up.
"Dad? Dad?! No no no no. Please wake up. Dad don't do this. You're joking right?"
His cold, deadpan stare, pierced right through me. His once bright and blue eyes full of life were now staring back at me, pale. I grabbed his hands, expecting to find them warm only to find them cold and rough. His face was lifeless and drained of colour. The pool of blood laying around him. The cuts and scars all over his face and arms. His clothes all torn and bloodied. I hugged him.
"Dad...please...we still have to go home. What would mom do..."
I held on to him, shaking, not allowing anyone else to be near him. But I was forcefully pulled apart from him by some of the people that came with the ambulance. I screamed for them to let me go.
"DAD!! DADDY!! LET ME GO!! I WANT TO BE WITH DADDY-!!"
But, my cries fell onto deaf ears and I continued to scream with delirium as I watched them put him into the black bag and was sent off into the ambulance. I had hoped that they were going to send me to wherever they had sent Dad off to, but I was sent to the police station instead.
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Everything About Me
Fanfiction"Sometimes, you gotta play the game than be played. And the fact that I had to learn it in a way not many can understand, might be the greatest joke of all time. Still, I hope you understand and know my story." - Alexa
