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My jaw hung open as I looked at the man I once called my father. Blood was everywhere, splattered across his bare chest, making its way to his face and dark hair. Tears pooled up in my eyes and my throat burned "Daddy?" I say softly. His eyes open weakly, they were bloodshot.
"Dad what happened?" I ask in a soft voice
"Don't...worry" he struggled to say. But how could I?
"I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner, Chris–"
"Where is he?" He asked looking behind me, but nobody was there. It hurt me to see how much faith he had put into Chris, when he didn't deserve any of it.
"He isn't who you think he is, he doesn't love me anymore, he never did" I say sadly. "I wouldn't have chosen him if I didn't think he loved you, Makayla can't you see? He would give anything for you"
I opened my mouth to object but deep down I knew that it was true, that deep down somewhere in that crazy head of his, he still loved me.
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"I need you to be strong" he said resting his hand on mine.
"I can't" I say not looking at him but at the floor. He expects so much of me, it made my heart burn.
"You can, you're a fighter even when you were born you came out fighting" he said, his dry lips curved into a smile and I couldn't stop myself from smiling as well.
His eyes flutters shut, his expression slowly fading. "Dad?" I say, he wakes up immediately.
"Sorry it's just..." He says weakly. I didn't want him going in and out of consciousness but I knew that it was only a matter of time. Tears flew down my cheeks as I hugged him, I didnt care about the blood that stained my cheek as I rested my face in his chest.
"I love you, please don't leave me we need you, mom needs you" I choke out
"Take care of your mother for me..." he murmurs running his fingers through my dark hair. I continued to cry until I noticed that he was no longer speaking. "Dad?" I ask looking up. His eyes were closed, a single tear escaped his lifeless eyes. His limp hand fell from my hair with a soft thud. "Dad!" I say loudly shaking him but it was no use, he was gone. The continuous beep only confirmed my dark thoughts. He was dead.
I cry uncontrollably as someone pulls me away from his corpse.
"No!" I shriek as I try to fight my way out, "Ma'm were going to have to ask you to calm down" the doctor said in a stern tone.
Calming down was the last thing in my mind, I just wanted to see him smile again, to hear his corny dad jokes. I just wanted my daddy again.
The mattress was stained with his dark blood, completely saturating his bed. The mad who I looked up to my entire life was gone, the man who protected me endlessly. He asked me to be strong and that was the only thing keeping me from going absolutely crazy. I took ragged breaths, my lungs were shrinking as doctors flowed into the room.
I ran out of the room and walked down the white halls. As I walked, I received worried stares from nurses passing by and I couldn't help but wonder where Chris was. He was a selfish prick who couldn't even comfort me when I was losing my dad. He cheated on me with one of my best friends and he didn't deserve anything from me. Angry tears began to pour out of my eyes and I didn't bother wiping them away.
I make my way back to the waiting room where Elizabeth and my mom are both sitting in silence. Elizabeth's eyes widen when she sees the blood smeared on my face
"What happened?"
"He's gone. I can't believe he's really dead" I say staring to cry all over again. I'd never thought that I would ever say those words in my entire life.
My mom breaks down, crying softly into her hands. I sit next to her and wrap my arms around her "I'm sorry...I'm so so sorry" she says. "It wasn't your fault" I reassure her. After a couple of minutes, nobody said a word. That was until my mother broke the silence.
"We were coming to visit you, it was supposed to be a surprise, your dad was so excited. We were going to finally see your new house, everything was perfect. But on the way we saw a car at the side of the road...the man said he needed to change a tire so your father offered to help. I wished he hadn't, I told him not to" she choked out. "It was just a trick to get us to come out of the car"
"So why didn't they attack you, why don't you have a single scratch?" I ask looking directly at her. I was feeling hurt but the hurt I was feeling couldn't compare to the furious rage that I felt. Elizabeth's eyes widened "Your father took a bullet for her"
"And what did you do for him mom? Oh—you soaked yourself in his blood to make me feel better!"
"Makayla that is enough" Elizabeth said sternly and I shifted my attention to her, meeting her gaze with equal intensity. I got up and stormed out of the hospital doors, tears were just falling down my face...one after the other. I was angry at the world and angry at myself for choosing Chris over my own father. I wanted to scream so loudly that the heavens might hear and change my horrible fate. So I screamed.
I screamed so loudly that I thought my lungs might burst, I wanted everyone to hear. Just when I thought I was finished, a sudden burst of energy hit me and I screamed again. I could never accept what had just happened.
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