Lost Dreams [On Hold]

Chapter Nine

Rose's POV
Oh God, I can't lose Father. I loved him. He was the one who always brought me back to my faith, the one who always told me that God would never leave me. He was the one who inspired me to become a better person with each day that passed by, the one who worked hard to help his family. The man who had suffered so much for our family, I thought.

The thought of him leaving broke my heart. It felt as if I were being repeatedly stabbed in the heart. The heavy feeling wouldn't just leave. I wanted him to be okay, not ill especially like this. Oh God, please help him.

As I was deep in my thoughts, I didn't notice that Paul was standing in front of me. I couldn't see very well because my vision was blurry from my tears. I looked up at him to almost see him hurt looking at me.

"Rose, please don't cry", Paul sighed.

"not cry?? My father is in a life and death situation and you expect me not to cry?!", I said angrily.

"I didn't mean it like that. It just hurts to see you this way, and you need to be strong for your mum. She needs you right now", he spoke gently.

"I-it hurts to know that he might not survive. Anything could happen. I just f-feel so helpless, you know?", I sobbed into my hands.

Paul sighed. "I know this is hard for you. Rose, your father would want you to pray for him instead of crying right now. I just hate to see you cry. It makes me feel sad that I can't help you. You're not helpless. You're a wonderful daughter and sister. Don't you ever doubt that.", he said with so much sincerity that I actually believed him?

To say I was surprised was an understatement. Paul has never said anything this sweet to me. This was like a new him. I knew originally Paul was nice but there was something different about him right now. He felt hopeless because he couldn't help me. Was he lying when he says that?

"Rose, right now your mother needs you. You need to be strong for her and your siblings", he said. I nodded my head in understanding and with that he walked away.

Paul was right. I needed to be strong for mother. I walk over to her seat. She looked up at me, sniffling. It broke my heart to see her like that. Her sadness was reflecting in her eyes. It hurts to see such an amazing woman become so.....broken.

I sat down next to her and hugged her. She started crying on my shoulder. Oh God please ease this pain. It was breaking my heart. Please let father be alright.