Chapter 5.

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I ran across the hallway to find room number 227. What did the lady say? Take a right then a left? No first left second right maybe. Screw it!

How can you be so irresponsible Nadia? I mentally scolded myself and walked. I saw a nurse and went up to her.

"Um.. Where is room number 227?" I asked looking at her badge. 'Sue'.

"It is the third door on the left." She said and smiled.

I walked and then stood outside the door. I let out a long sigh and then tried to switch on my phone. No batteries! Damn.

I turned the knob down and flew the door open. Then I went straight to the bed and threw my mom off the bed saying 'Why can't you be like normal mothers?' Then I took out the pepper spray and a blade and brutally murdered my mom.

All of the above things was just my imagination except the fact that I turned the knob down. I took baby steps and then walked up to the bed. The walls were white in colour with a window right next to the bed. The curtains were green in colour. Beside the bed was a table having a yellow tulip placed with a green leaf. In front of the bed lay a chocolate brown couch on which lay my father. His eyes were closed and he still had imprints of the tears on his cheeks.

Chocolate. Eyes. Sexy. Zach!

I hit my head with my hand and then took in my mom's appearance. She lay there on the bed peacefully. She looked so peaceful, so quite, so gentle that I didn't even wish to wake her up. I took my dad's phone from the side stool and turned on the camera.

"I wanna pee so bad but first, let me take a selfie." I said and clicked a picture.

I sent the selfie to my phone and then deleted the picture. As I was keeping the phone back down my father's phone rang. 'Jim'.

Uncle Jimmy or Jim was my dad's real brother. Even though we live in the same city, our families rarely meet. He is married to Aunt Peanut and their daughters name is Cathy but we call her 'Nut'.

I hit the answer button and brought the phone near my ear.

"She is ready." A guy spoke up and I realized it was Uncle Jim.

"Un-"

"The hooker is ready. She'll reach the same place in an hour." He continued.

Hooker? Why does my dad need a hooker?

"Use protection dude. Is your poor wife still in the hospital? Dude, she'd be awesome in bed, right?" What? Seriously?

"Hello to you too Uncle Jim." I spoke up.

"W-What?"

I cut off the line before he could say cover up the situation with some lie. Dad? Hooker? Oh yes! I had to pee. But first let me take a selfie.

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I know it's kinda short but I am sorry. Thank you for reading. Have a good day ahead!

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