Lucky Love (HH FF)

Chapter 33- Why...

Trent's POV:

I haven't seen Loren since her concert. She was amazing. Her voice isn't something that you can teach, or learn. It's something that you are naturally born with. She's so talented. That's why I've decided to go over to her and Nora's house to see them again. I miss them so much. I shouldn't have walked away. But I'm trying to make it right. I really want to be apart of their lives. If not Nora's, at least Loren's. I want to gain her trust, and have a father-daughter relationship with her. (A few minutes later) Im here. I'm so excited. I was racing to get out of the car. I couldn't wait to see her again. I closed the door and ran up to the door. I knocked. I was anticipating who would answer the door. There was a car in the driveway, but I didn't know if it was Nora's or Loren's. I didn't care. I was just waiting for someone to open the door. They didn't know what my car looked like so they couldn't judge who it was. Yet, there was still no answer. I knocked a little harder. No one said "I'll be right there" or "I'm coming hold on", or anything. There was silence. I knocked even harder then the last time. And there was still no answer. I was starting to get worried. I turned the door knob, and the door opened. I started rushing into every room in the house. It was possible that they weren't home, but Loren would've taken her own car. She's independent. That, I know. There was no one in the kitchen nor the living room. I started to freak out. He went into Nora's room but there was no one. The bathroom, there was no one. I finally ran into Loren's room, I could tell because the door was creaked open for me to see an Eddie Duran poster, and purple walls. When I walked in, I saw a sight that I thought I would never have to see. My daughter, hanging, from her ceiling fan. I didn't know what to do. I quickly thought of both of my options. I could either break down onto the floor and start crying, or I could try to save her. I went with the obvious choice. I was going to try to save her. I quickly climbed on top of the chair that she had walked off of, and I quickly tied her down from the ceiling fan. I saw my daughters lifeless body fall from the rope, and I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and quickly called an ambulance. I couldn't get the words out of my mouth. Every time they asked what the emergency was, I tried to say anything else possible. But nothing came out right. I finally said the words I've been dreading to hear. "My daughter tried committing suicide". They were the hardest words I've ever had to say. They said that they would come right away. I then called Nora. I had to call her. She had to idea that this happened. But before that, I went back to untying the rope. I couldn't untie it, so I ran and got a knife from the kitchen and had to cut it off. As soon as I got it off, I grabbed my phone again and called Nora. And boy, was she not happy to get my call. Not only was it from me, but I was about to give her some of the worst news she's ever gotten.