Being A Teenager Undercover

Chapter 23

Listen to the song at the top .. The song is by Bea Miller and its Young Blood ..

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After realizing my feelings for Alex it felt quite bad to know that he doesn't probably have the same feelings towards me.

We went home and changed into our pajamas and went to bed because we were really tired.

The next morning my phone's ring tone woke me up. I quickly looked at the screen having to close and open my eyes a few times to see the number. I didn't recognized it so I picked up to see who it was.

"Hello?" I said in a sleepy voice.

"Hello, is this Vivianna Quinn on the phone?" A lady asked.

"Yes. May I ask who is calling?" I asked sweetly.

"Oh I'm sorry I should have started with that. Hello my name is Julia and I work in the Brooklyn hospital. I am really sorry to say this but your father John Quinn has passed away in a car accident." And my whole world just came crashing down. I dropped my phone and stared for a moment into space. I felt the bed move which meant Alex was up, but I couldn't hear anything.

Suddenly someone started to shake my body. I looked forward to find out that it was Alex. He was saying something but I could not hear. I felt my eyes turning dark blue and tears started to fall out of my eyes. I looked down at the phone and Alex followed where I was looking.

He picked up the phone and placed it on his ear talking to the lady. I could still not hear anything. Only one thing was going through my head.

My father .. Is .. Is .. Dead.
He's gone .. Forever ..

Alex looked at me with an understanding look and just hugged me. I snuggled into him and cried my eyes out.

Suddenly Alex grabbed my shoulders and shook my body. All sounds came back.

"Viv .." He said worriedly.

"Yes"

"Did you hear me?" He asked and I shook my head no.

"I couldn't hear anything from the moment the nurse gave me the news."

"I said that we will go to the hospital." I nodded and he hugged me again.

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After my break down Alex went downstairs where everyone was having breakfast and told them about my father so they know why I'm not my happy self.

When I went downstairs everyone attacked me with hugs. It did feel good but after a while I was back to crying. I had to get changed to go and see my mother at the same hospital who was alive but had a broken leg and some fractured ribs.

To be honest my dad was my favorite parent because since little mom has always told me what to do and how to act where as dad always encouraged me to be who I want to be. If it wasn't for him I wouldn't have been an agent.

I walked upstairs and changed into the clothes I wore on my date last night. Alex wanted to come with me so I allowed him. This time I drove my car and after a few hours we were in the hospital parking lot.

I got out of the car and Alex came around and grabbed my hand into his. We walked inside the hospital and he did all the talking because I knew that I would just break down before saying my fathers name.

Why do people that are close to me always leave. My life sucks like that.

We went to see my mother who was awake. When I entered she looked happy.