We meet again

Prologue - gone

Why is it that every time your life finally settles into place something has to go wrong again just to torture you?

*flash back*

"He's gone Chloe! Gone!" My mother's sobs echo through the hallway along with my silent cries.

"How could you not do anything to save him?!" I scream at the doctor in utter horror.

"I'm sorry but there was nothing we could do. His brain died. He would have gone sooner or later. Even if he didn't he would never wake up again." The doctor replies making me want to cry all over again.

I took a deep breath tying to calm my heart beat. He was gone. My father was dead. I tried mixing up the words to what the doctor said but they all lead to the same conclusion. He's dead.

He would never be able to walk me down the aisle or help me name my kids. He would never be at home sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper and drinking his coffee. It was done. He was never coming back.

My thoughts scared me. How could this happen to my dad? The most caring person in the world!

Earlier tonight I had been at home with my mom when we received a call telling us about the car crash.

It had been a hit and run. This made me boil over. How could someone crash into someone else and not care?! How could they not possible give a damn about the life they're putting on the line?! It makes me sick. It's disgusting.

I focus my attention back on my mom who is crying her eyes out and seems as though she's going to collapse any minute.

"Mom." I finally found my voice." Lets go home." I whisper pulling her along taking one last glance at my fathers body being put into a body bad and getting ready for his funeral.

Rushing out the door I reach the car and reluctantly slide into the passengers seat, and my mom sits down and grips the wheel in her hands, her knuckles turning white. Taking a deep breath she pulled onto the road and drove away from this nightmare.

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That's when my life changed forever, and we had to move back to our old neighbourhood...