The President's Daughter

Chapter 1 (pic is bobby)

It's a sunny day in Dallas,1963 my father is reading his speech while I look at in awe hoping I can have the same political future and fame. "This country is powerful but I'll make it more powerful, this country is beautiful, I'll make it more beautiful, this country is big, but I'll make it bigger." My father says. We recently went to France, and I loved it, I spoke decent French, I guess the French and Americans loved that. "If you don't know who I am, I am the man to went to France with Oliva " Livvy" Madison." He chuckled. "Darling come up here." I walk up there and hold his hand. " 19 years old and the brightest mind, my daughter." The crowd goes wild "Go on dear, say something." I lean into the speaker. "Thank you, everyone, for helping me with the White House restoration, living in the White House isn't easy but you guys helped me out, Thank you." The crowd goes wild as I lean away from the Speaker, My father squeezed my hand. "I love this girl, I love all my children."

*Boom*

My father looks confused while he holds his neck. I put my hand on his back "Father, what's wrong?"

*Boom*

My father falls and I see a piece of his skull comes off, It wasn't white, it was flesh colored. I bent down, grab his head and say "Daddy, Daddy I love you."I hear screams of terror everywhere. I look down and a big puddle of red and now there's red on my pink outfit. I see my father in the puddle of red. My uncle Bobby rushes over. He says to the speaker "Please everyone calm down, we don't know what's going on either." I start crying, crying really loud, but I didn't know what was going on, but my father's face is so beautiful, and his mouth was so beautiful It was such a happy expression, It was like when you'd ask him a question, before he'd answer Bobby lifts me off the ground and holds my hand. We start walking the route to the plane. "Bobby, what's going on?" "I'll explain to you on the plane."
"No, I wanna know now." He takes a deep breath, I can tell he's frustrated. "What about father aren't you gonna go back and help him, he's hurt isn't he."
I look back to see medics taking my father. "Bobby, what are they doing?" He rushes me even faster. "They're helping him." We stop in front of the plane. "Get in." He says, Stern. "What." My voice cracks. "Get in right now." "But, my father" his face gets more serious. "Look my job right now is to protect you, so get on the plane." I look at the plane then at him. "He'll be ok right?"
"I promise you." I walk on the plane. I see The Vice President, the second lady, The secret service men, Nancy my help, Lieutenant George and Ethel, Bobby's wife. I run to Ethel, "Ethel!" I run into her arms crying. "Shh child, he's gonna be fine." She holds my head and rocks me side to side. Then she let's go.

We've been waiting for an hour but no news from Bobby.

I walk up to Nancy, she gives me a quick hug. "Where are the children right now?" I say worried. "I'm having them sent to your grandparents." She says. "No, keep them in the house, don't bother Rose and Joe."
"Nancy, what does my mother know?" I ask. "She doesn't know anything, I'll get someone to tell-" She starts walking but I grab her hand " No!" I shout.
"Don't." The door slowly opens creaking with every move. I run to the door and open it knowing who it is. "Bobby!" I hug my uncle quickly. "What's the news, what's going on." He puts his hands in his pocket. "Bobby, look at me what's going on." He fails to look at me. "Um, dear let's go to another room."

As we walk my feet get heavier and heavier like when you walk in the ocean, and it gets deeper and deeper. He opens the door I walk in and sit down. He crouches in front of me. "Uh Livvy your father, didn't-" just with those words, I could feel my world slowly falling apart. I could feel the room getting smaller and smaller, darker and darker. I could feel something wet on my face, like a river, there's also a wailing sound.

I finally open my eyes and hear myself. I was screaming and crying while my uncle held me. "I have to tell the others." His voice cracks. He gets up to open the door gets in the other room and shuts the door. "Everyone." I hear him. I can tell he's about to cry because his voice is cracking up and I hear sniffles. "I'm sad to announce that Jack Madison has passed." All you could hear where little gasps.

I stand up and walk to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and see my father's blood on me. I go to the sink and start running the water, it reminded me of screams. Screams of terror, screams of joy, screams of children waiting to see their president, screams of sadness. I started to cry and clean my face. I bring the stained cloth to my face I can wipe my father's blood.

*Boom*

That's the only sound I can hear in my head. I'm so stupid. Only if I thought the worse. What foolish person thinks there's a problem with the mic. I look at myself in the mirror, blood smudged all over my face. I cry even more. I wipe the mirror with my cloth so it'll be smudged. Some knocks on the door. "Ms. Madison?" I rush to clean up but the blood smudges even more. "Are they waiting?" I sob. " Take all the time you need." I open the door and everyone looks at me. "Darling please stand next to me." Vice President William says. A judge stands and says "Repeat after me." She takes out a book. "Before I enter on the execution of the office." He repeats. "Before I enter on the execution of the office." Before I know it noises fade out. I look at everyone in the room. They have normal faces like nothing happened. Mrs.William Smiling. Then a hand touches my shoulder.

"Are you ok?" It's Williams. "Am I ok?" I scoff. "What type of foolish ass question is that my father was just shot and killed and you-you people act like nothing happened." Williams grabs my arm. "Dear I think you should-" I slapped his arm away. "Don't you dare touch me!" I give him a face of disgust. "You know I know you hated my father, you'd always trash talk him in front of me when I was little using such fancy words that I wouldn't understand, knew, knew I thought If I told my father I'd be in trouble, but you know what, those words will be buried with him." Mrs.Williams gasps. " You know I watched all your faces as he took the oath, all with normal faces, some even smiling, I bet you killed my father, uh, this is all one big plan, to get that control you've always wanted, right Bobby, you hate him,you know, they were all in this." Bobby walks to me, he grabs my hand and starts pulling me towards the other room. "I'm not crazy, I just know the truth!" I shout. He shuts the door. "Are you crazy." He shouts. "I guess I am." He takes a deep breath. "Sit down and relax.

I wait 30 minutes before I get up and go into the other room and sit down again, Uncle Bobby leaning against the wall behind me smoking a cigarette and a secret service agent sipping whiskey. I walk to the other side of the plane I walk to secret service Larry he was the closest. He knows everything. " Can you tell me what size the bullet was, I-I-I-I-I don't think it was a 38 was it, it seemed, what's that called, the Caliber, it seemed bigger, it seemed like something soldiers would use, or maybe what they use for deer hunting."
"You don't have too, we don't know yet." I turn around. "We need to have the Irish Cadets for the funeral." They all looked confused."I'm sorry, what?" One speaks up. "Yes, the Irish Cadets, for the funeral, daddy loved them," I say in awe. "Yes Ms.Madison, we'll make sure of it." Agent Dave says. "There are bagpipers we just, have to have what were they called Kenney?" "The black watch." He says awkwardly. "Yes, the Blackwatch pipers," I say in awe."When we exit the plane, we'll be exiting the rear." Lieutenant George says. "Why the rear?" I'm getting frustrated."It could be a risk of your safety." He says. "Are we supposed to hide away, now, I'm sure they'll love that what do they call themselves the burgesses society, no I will not sneak out the back door, I'll go out the usual way, we all will." I breathe heavily. "Alright, Ms.Madison when we land we'll all proceed to the hospital for the autopsy." He looks me in the eyes. "Is that necessary?"I look at him"I'm afraid it's acquired."
"By who?" I swallow. "The law."
"And what exactly will they do?" I swallow again. "I'm not sure."
"What is an autopsy in detail, I want you to explain to me, I'm his daughter, or whatever the people claim me to be now." My voice cracks. "I want all the details, will they slice him open?" The Second Lady turns me around. "Darling can I send somebody, to help you change, before we land, all those cameras people we'll be watchin," She says in her southern accent. "There are wanted posters everywhere for my father, with my fathers face on them, let them see what they've done."