An Angel in my Life

A shattered little sister

Samara's P. O.V

"Mum it's been so long... Dada is still not here... Very soon it'll be time for me to head back.. Dada said he'll be here soon." I blurted. "I don't really know. He should have been home hours ago.. You kids are gonna give me a seizure some day." Mom shouted from the kitchen.
Ricky said, "Its okay we can wait for him. It's not like we are in a hurry or anything babe! Calm down okay. Your dada is a grown ass man!. He must have gotten stuck somewhere. He'll be here any moment now." I said, "Ricky, how am I not supposed to be worried! Dada said, he'd be home by 7pm anyhow. Its 10pm now. How can I not be worried!"
Mom came out from the kitchen, and at that moment dad too arrived from his meeting at the club. Dad enquired, "Samar ain't home yet? He called me at 8 pm and said he's running a bit late and would be home in thirty minutes." Mom replied, "Not yet. These kids I tell you. They're gonna kill their mum pretty soon." Ricky held mom by her shoulders and said, "Mom, Samar will be home soon. Don't you worry.. Tell me if you need any help in the kitchen?" Mum replied, "No, no. All done... You go out and have a seat with your dad." Ricky nodded and came out to sit with us.

It was 10.45pm and mum was asking about if she should lay out the table for dinner or should she wait until dada arrives. Just than the land line in the living room rang.. Dad said, "Strange! These days no one calls in this land line! Who could it be!?" He picked up the phone, and after a few seconds he dropped the phone and held his head in both his hands and was lost somewhere and sat down on the nearby chair. Ricky and I ran to him. I kept asking dad about who called and what was the matter. And Ricky picked up the receiver from the ground and said, "Hello! Hello! Who is it!! Hey yes..." He kept the receiver on its place and said in a low and sad tone, "We must go to the City Hospital... Now.. Come on." He than called out to mum and said, "Mom we are going to the City Hospital. Come!" he than turned to dad and added, "Get up dad.. We must go now.. You need to be strong."
I held Ricky's wrist and asked, "Wh... What is the matter? Tell me Ricky. Is dada okay?" Ricky didn't respond. I asked him again, this time I was shouting, "RICKY! I ASKED YOU SOMETHING! IS MY DADA OKAY?? WHY WON'T YOU ANSWER GOD DAMMIT!" Ricky just hugged me and said, "Lets just go to the hospital.. Pretty please!" I nodded and we all headed to the City Hospital.

At the hospital, when we enquired at the reception, the receptionist guided us to the direction where there were a few cops talking to the doctor and a man whose clothes were covered in blood. Ricky made me and mum sit in the chairs near by. And accompanied dad to talk to the cops. By now, I had a very bad feeling about this whole situation! After a few moments Ricky came to us and said, "Babe, there are a few formalities. You'll have to go to the reception and get it done. I'm taking mom with me!" I said, "No! nooo! I'm not getting anything done unless you tell me what the fuck is going on in here." My voice was very loud and I was interrupted by a nurse. She said, "Ma'am this is a hospital. I'll need you to be calm. And keep it down. Please!" I nodded in agreement.

I agreed with Ricky, but hrld him by his collar and said, "You're telling me everything! Understand?" and went to the reception to fill up the paper work. By now I could hear mum crying loud. And when I turned to look at her she was sitting on the floor and dad and Ricky were trying to console her. I was just about to rush to them, when the receptionist said, "Ma'am please complete the formalities and then you can claim the body and take it home with you." I blurted with anger and frustration, "Are you freaking nuts! What the fuck are you talking about! What body! Whose body! Have you fucking lost it!" She tried to calm me down saying, "Ma'am your brother is no more. He died in a hit and run accident in the main road two hours ago! It was a police case. So it took us long to inform the family about it." she rubbed my shoulder. But I shouted back at her, "DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME. AND DONT YOU DARE TALK LIKE THAT ABOUT MY DADA! I'LL CUT YOU INTO HALF. IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN!!" I had tears rolling down my cheeks now.
Ricky came running to me and took me with him saying, "Come with me baby...  Come.  Don't shout at her, she's just going her job babe.. Come on now."
He took me to a room, where on the bed laid my dada. He was covered in blood and his body was limp and wasn't even moving an inch. I could feel a lump form in my throat and tears uncontrollably rolled down my cheeks when I slowly walked towards him. I reached by his bed side and grabbed his hand and said, "Dada.. Dada.. Wake up dada.. I'm here.. Your sister is here.. Please look at me.. Please talk to me." I then turned to Ricky,grabbed his shirt and continued, "Why won't he talk to me. Tell him to talk to me..... RICKY.. PLEASE!!" Ricky held me tight in his arms and started crying. I shook his arms off of me, let myself lose and again tried to talk to my dada. When he didn't move even an inch, I laid my head on his chest to feel for his big big heart beat. But I could feel nothing. I sat down on the ground beside the bed and shouted at the top of my voice and hit the iron bed hard.. And Ricky kneeled beside me and held me in his arms.

At home mum dad Ricky, everyone was crying, but me. Not even a single tear left my eyes. I sat there like a stone statue looking constantly at my dada's limp body. Then all of a sudden I got up and walked to his room. And frantically started looking here and there. Ricky came in and held me and asked, "What are you looking for Samara! Stop it. It's time for your dada's last journey.. To the funeral ground. Come. Let's go out. Bid him good bye." I replied, "I ain't going nowhere! Until I find the wedding gift dada had for me. And he aint leaving until I find it. Now move aside and lemme search!"
I found a big box marked "Kiddo's Wedding Gift." in his bedside drawer. I took it out and opened it. It had a bunch of CDs.
I started playing them one by one. As I went through the CDs.. Memories of our childhood and entire life floated in front of me.

I couldn't help but cry. I had a thousand thoughts in my mind as I went through our memories. Some bitter, some sweet. Some annoying.. Some fun... Good or bad it was ALL my memories with my dada.

After watching all those CDs I dashed out of my room and threw the CDs where my brother lay. I shouted, "THIS! THIS IS MY WEDDING GIFT FROM YOU DADA! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! YOU SIMPLY CAN'T GIVE ME A BUNCH OF OUR OLD MEMORIES AND KEEP ME FROM MAKING NEW ONES WITH YOU! THIS AIN'T FAIR IN NO FREAKING WAY! I DON'T WANT THEM. TAKE EM... BUT PLEASE WAKE UP AND TALK TO ME.. PLEASE DADA!"

But there was no reply or reaction from him. I sat down on the floor with a thud and hugged my brother's body and started sobbing. Just then few of my friends pulled me away and said, "It's time for him to go. Bid him his last goodbye."
I couldn't digest the fact and started saying, "Don't take him away! He's scared of fire.. Please don't... Please!" Ricky gave me a quick hug and said, "He'll be okay love. Don't worry!" I again started shouting, "DADA, YOU PROMISED ME TO NEVER LET ME CRY! YOU SAID MY TEARS WERE PRECIOUS. EACH ONE OF THEM WERE VERY COSTLY! SEE I'M SHEDDING SO MANY OF THEM.. BUT YOU AIN'T WAKING UP TO WIPE THEM AWAY! WHY ARE YOU BREAKING YOUR PROMISE TO MAKE ME SMILE ALWAYS.. WHY??"

********End of Tenth Chapter********

//Sorry for using so many curse/swear words.  But it was supposed to show a sisters real feelings.  So they had to be used.//