Gone when i need you

I didnt mean to

2 months earlier

“Hey Alyssa!” 

Ugh… what does he want?

“Yes Mike?” I say as nice as I can

 “I was wondering if you want to catch a movie or something later.” He says.

 What a joke!  

“Look Mike… I have to… uhh... I have to babysit.”

Wow, I’m a bad liar!

 “Oh well… maybe this weekend?”

 But by the time he said that I was walking away. God I hate players. Especially football Jocks. When I got to my dad’s car, all I wanted was a smooth, quiet ride home. I got in the back seat, bucked up, and turned my phone on.

“Hi, how was school.”

“Fine.” I say

As we started to drive I saw Mike. He saw me to. He waved and I ignored it. I put my headphones in and shut my eyes. About Ten minutes later my dad pulled out one of my headphones.

“Alyssa I got an email from one of your teaches saying your failing Science and have 7 missing assignment. Would you care to explain?”

 I look at him and then say

 “I’m not good at science.”

 He looks at me as if I just grew horns.

 “Alyssa me and your mother said we wouldn’t hound you, but this is spinning out of control. I’ve decided to get you a tutor. She will tutor you on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays from 5:30 to 6:45.”

I about died right then and there.

 “Daddy, ill fix it just please don’t make me get a tutor.”

“Alyssa that’s what you say every time and I can’t let you fail another class this year. I’m sorry.”

 I start to get teary eyed

 “Alyssa don’t you pull that crying on demand stuff on me. I want you to succeed in life and I feel this may help. I’m trying to help you.”

“No you’re not! You just want me to be upset and hate life! Why do you hate me so much! I try to behave and I try to get good grades, but middle school is a lot harder than you think”

At this point I really am crying

 “Alyssa, you know that’s not true. I love you very much and want what’s best for you.”

He turns and glances at me but then looks back at the road.

“WHY! WHY DO YOU HATE ME! I thought dads were supposed to love you but you hate me!  WHY!”

At this he whipped around and looked at me

 “Alyssa Ann Marshall, your being ridiculous! I have done nothing but loved you for the past 14 years of your life. Now stop this nonsense.”

It all seemed too happened in slow motion. The truck speeding at us and our car rolling into the ditch. Me screaming, and then everything was black. When I woke up I was in a hospital. At first I panicked. What happened? Why am I in a hospital? Why is mom in the corner crying? Then the memory came flooding back. The truck, my screams, and the terrible crunching sound I heard. I started to get up but my leg wasn’t responding. My mom looked up at me and gave me a false grin. She came and hugged me like I had been gone for a long time. I looked around. Where’s dad? I thought.

“Mum where’s dad?”

 Her eyes welled with tears.

“Alyssa, honey… daddy’s dead.”

 I thought I heard her wrong and asked her to say it again. She took a deep breath and said

 “Honey, you and dad got in an accident on the way home from school. Your leg is broken and dad...” She hesitated

“Your dad’s skull was crushed and he died.”

I began to cry and didn’t stop for days. A few days later they let me out of the hospital and said to stay off my leg for and month or two. It took me a while to get the hang of the crutches but eventually I got it. Mom told me that dad’s funeral was in a week and asked if I wanted to go out for a milkshake.

 “No thanks, I’m kind of tired.”

She nods and starts to drive. When I got home my crutches slipped and I feel flat on my face. My mom rushed over to me and sat me up

“Oh my gosh, are you ok? Do you need to do back to the doctor? I can…”

“MOM! I’m fine. Can I just go to bed?”

“Sure, do you want some Tylenol?”

            “Yea, that would be awesome.” I say while yawning

            She got me some Tylenol, told me to take it easy, and shut my door. I checked my phone, 1:15am. I sigh and plug my phone in. I go back to school in a week. I fall asleep thinking about dad and what life’s going to be like without him. When I wake up I see light streaming through my light pink curtains. What a nice day to start my miserable life on.