It was a Sunday, at seven p.m to be exact. I remember this night. After all, it was etched in my memory for good...
I laughed hard wishing dad can stay longer. We just had dinner in one of the restaurants and I had fun.
This was his way to show me that he's sorry.
He changed the song, pulled over then looked at me.
"You know I want to be with you, but..."
"Work is important", I cut him off.
I gave him a genuine smile.
"Dad, it's OK. In order to live, sacrifices must be made", I said, repeating the same words mom used to say. She was wise.
His eyes filled with tears and he sniffed.
If it wasn't for our serious conversation, I would have bursted in laughter. But I held my smile.
"She would have been very proud of you..", he mumbled. I patted his shoulder awkwardly. Ugh, I am never good at comforting people.
Suddenly, he grinned.
"Wanna go get some ice cream?"
I squealed,"Hell yeah!".
He pulled off, after making sure I put the seat belt on. Yeah, I know. Very dramatic, yet his concern always made me feel alive, safe.
The streets were busy, cars coming and going. Our target was to invade the ice cream shop (evil laugh).
We were waiting for the green light when I spotted a speeding car from the other side. My smile faltered and I suddenly had a bad feeling in my heart....
I turned to warn dad but he knew, his grim face and tight mouth said it all.
Time slowed down, like in a freaking film and I heard a piercing scream fill the silence. It was mine.
The speeding car hit us from my dad's side and our car ended up rolling over and over non stop.
Shards of glass rained on us and I felt something sharp pierce my shoulder.
We skidded to a stop and my eyes frantically tried to asses the damage.
The car was upside down. I turned and hissed when I felt pain spread in my shoulder area. I was bleeding.
That was not the reason why my blood ran cold or why I became numb. No.
The sight of the lifeless body beside me was enough to chill my blood.
I shook him. Slowly at first, then it turned more violent.
"Dad?! Dad?! .....wake up! Dad!!"
I kept screaming and crying.
A big slice of glass was sticking from his abdomen and blood was dripping from his open mouth as if a silent pained scream was forcefully ripped from his lips.
I can hear the sirens from a distance, but I turned it out.
The last thing I remember before losing consciousness, was how frightened I was when my eyes turned blurry than all lights turned off and I found myself in pitch dark.
I thought it was an electricity problem since I still heard noises and police cars closing in....
I woke up started, my heart beating hard threatening to rip my chest,sweat beaded my forehead.
I sighed and got up slowly, making my way to my private bathroom. I washed my face.
I sat on the cold marble floor and closed my eyes. No matter what, I will always dream of that night.
After all, I blame myself ...
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So..... chapter 2 is done!!
I know it took me a while but I am having my exams. Although that seems a lame excuse.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it.
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