I have flashbacks of almost my whole entire short life. Am I dying? No. I don't want to die. I'm too young. I haven't even had the time to experience life for what it actually is. It's not like I had a good time in this world anyways. The only time when I actually was happy was when I was a small child and depended on my father for everything. I started thinking as those times began to flash before me. He looked his happiest whenever he was around me in those times. It seems as if I'm one of his only aspects of happiness in his entire life. I need to ask myself many questions before I go.
Do I need to go? Do i want to go? Do I really want my father, the only person who I have felt truly loved me, to be depressed once I'm gone? Do I want him to be heartbroken and hurt? No! That was my last thought as I shot up from my sleep. Why am I in a hospital? I would expect to be in my bed in my own warm room, but no. I'm here as my two best friends Ben and Joe are staring directly at me. Why are they staring at me like that? I'm perfectly fine. They both looked bewildered. Nothing is seeming to add up and something is just not right.
"Am I in hell?" I generally wondered. Ben chuckled as did Joe. I sit there still being very confused. "No girl you're in a hospital." Joe told me. They both began to relax a little bit which was good, because their stares were giving me anxiety. I sit back a little bit more and I'm not as panicked. There was only one person on my mind right now and he was the most important. I need to know that he's ok. "Where's my dad?" I asked sort of worried. "He went to go get food, he'll be back in a little bit?" Joe answered my question and I was relieved. Suddenly I hear someone from behind the door. I turn over to see my dad with a smile on his face. I'm so happy to see him.
"Hey dad." I greeted him. I didn't know what else to say. I think he was crying tears of joy. I don't understand why, it's just me. "Hi darling." He replied. We both continued to smile at one another. Joe and Ben were still in the room and I almost forgot. "Boys could you step out for a minute, I need to talk to Tiff." Freddie told both of them. Ben nodded and walked out dragging Joe along with them. Freddie made sure that they couldn't be able to hear us. He then approached me and I scooted over to give him room to sit next to me. Instead he laid next to me and I hugged him. Though it was a short amount of time, I missed the connection that him and I have. I'm assuming I have had that bind with him since I was a baby. Instead if having that natural connection with my mother like normal people do, I had that connection with my father.
"I'm so happy that you are ok." He told me. "I'm happy that you're here, I missed you." I said then rested my head in his chest. I haven't done this since I was a toddler and I would force my dad to stay with me until I fell asleep. "How are you?" He asked me. I don't know why he asked me that question. "I'm fine. But one question, what happened again?" I asked him. He laughed. "Well, it's quite a long story actually. You came home from sneaking out, first of all do not ever do that again. Because if you do then you're not going to have a life until you're eighty. Anyways, so you came home and you looked awful. Prior to that happening, I got a phone call from your friend Ben. I don't know how he found our number but he did." Freddie started.
"Dad, our number is in the phone book." I informed. He raised an eyebrow and froze for a moment. "Anyways, so he told me that your bitch of a boyfriend had been hitting you. I don't know if you understand how heartbreaking it is to find out something as horrifying as that. I told him that I would talk to you. I was going to approach you slowly but you came home looking horrible, I don't know if it was him who did it, but I was still scared and I tried to force it out of you. Then you passed out due to shock." He explained. There were unintentional tears. I think it was because I felt his pain in that moment. He glanced down at me and noticed the water coming out of my eyes and dripping down my face. "Baby don't cry, I don't want you to be upset." He said and hugged me tighter than he did before.
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So, That's Your Dad? (Freddie Mercury)
FanfictionTiffany is a fifteen year old girl who everyone would expect to have a perfect life. She has a large house, everyone seems to love her, and her dad is Freddie Mercury. So what seems to be the problem? So everyone this came out of me being bored and...