Chapter 8

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The last thing i remember is my head hitting the ground and everything going all white in front of me. I must have only been out for a few seconds. When i finally regained my consciousness i saw my mothers expression held shock and her face went pale leaving no color in her cheeks whatsoever.

I rushed over to the bathroom where my dad was hanging and it looked like he wasn't even breathing anymore. I noticed my mom next to me almost screaming at me to get a chair from the kitchen so we could place it under his feet that way he would be in a standing position releasing the tight grip the jeans was having from which he was hanging.

I never ran so fast in my life, i arrived with the tallest chair we had in our house but the height of the chair was not enough and barely touched his feet. My mother tried to lift him him but he was to heavy and did not even move. Our neighbor was finally catching up with the scene in front of him and he managed to lift my father up allowing up to untie o jeans and releasing him from the position he was hanging in.

His entire body was numb. Our neighbor carried him to the bed and lay him down. After a few seconds i heard him grasp for air. My mother came back into the room holding her cellphone, minutes later the police arrived at our house with screaming sirens.

While the police entered our perfect home i went outside in departed need of fresh air. I strayed towards the gate and started to run , to no particular place i just wanted to run for miles and miles until everything in my life returned to normal.

An half an hour past and i decided to return to my parents house knowing my mother will need all the comfort she could get seeing that her husband just tired to commit suicide in their bedroom.

The police cars was still parked outside our house when i arrived. The talked to my father behind closed doors while my mother was passing up and down not saying a word to anyone. She looked devastated even broken.

The police called my into the bedroom and for the first time in my entire life i saw my father was crying,tears running down his cheeks in streams. The first officer asked me if i was on drugs or maybe misbehaved in any way. I explained to them i recently moved out and we were not on speaking terms i just returned yesterday trying to make some peace with my parents and mend what was broken in our relationship.

The officer said it is good that i'm trying to make up for lost time. Suddenly my father spoke to me saying that he felt i no longer needed him and he feels useless not being able to take care of me the way he use to.

I stood up and walked to my father before i knew what i was doing i gave him the biggest hug and assured him i will always be his little daughter and i never wanted to exclude him from any of my decisions instead i always wanted him to guide me through life and tell me when i'm doing right or wrong.

He said he wanted to give our father daughter relationship another try this time being included in all the little and big decisions i encounter through the course of life.

The police officer left and suggested therapy will be needed to prevent future occurrences of any form of suicide being practiced again.

That night i went to bed feeling uneasy and s need to check on my father just to see if he was still in bed and breathing. I haven't gotten much sleep being consumed by all my emotions gave me a migraine.

The next morning i got out of bed my mother was preparing breakfast so we could eat together as a  family before i had to return to my own flat. I was planning on only staying one night to clear my head and did not pack any extra clothes in case i decided to extend my stay at my parents house.

We ate in silence when my mother announced my father will go for a few sessions of therapy just to be on the safe side of things.

I left the afternoon to prepare for work the next day.

I arrived at my apartment feeling lost and more worried then ever.  during my stay at my parents house i didn't try and make contact with Roy - Lee and i kind of expected him to come look for me or at least ask me what was wrong since i sent him all the text messages.

When i arrived in the street where my apartment was i saw Tay standing outside waiting for me. It seemed as if she must have been waiting a while. We exchanged greetings and she asked where I was because she couldn't get a hold of me after she broke the news to me that my boyfriend was so openly cheating on me.  She also apologized for the thousand time saying she felt bad for even responding to Roy - Lees messages.

I explained to her that i went to my parents house, i haven't been there ever since i moved. I noticed a red Tazz coming around the corner, what looks like Mario's car, one of Roy -Lee so called friends. I noticed Roy - Lee was sitting next to his friend as they drove past my apartment i could hear Mario say to Roy - lee what the fuck is that bro, that whore is sacking up with your girlfriend.... 

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