"Dad!" I yell.
I quickly run up towards his seemingly lifeless body lying on the floor.
"Dad." I say as I shake him violently. No response. I quickly take out my phone and call an ambulance.
At the hospital I'm waiting for my mom to arrive. A few minutes later she rushes in looking scared.
"What happened?!" she asked frantically.
"I came home from Jesse's house yesterday and I saw dad lying on the floor and he wasn't breathing." I say as tears roll down my face.
"What?! Where is he?!" she asks, panicking that her husband might be dead.
"He's with the doctors in the theater. They said they should be back in about an hour.
"Oh okay." she says, breathing to try and calm herself down. I walk over to her and give her a hug to comfort her.
[about an hour later]
As the doctor approached us we quickly stood up and prepared ourselves for the news.
"Ma'am, your husband suffered bruises on his body and was severely poisoned by a dangerous chemical called Botulinum toxin. It is a very dangerous poison and a very small amount can kill a person." he begins.
"So, is he okay?" asks my mother.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry to inform you but..."
"Don't, don't, just don't tell me he..." begins my mom.
"I'm sorry ma'am but, your husband has passed away." says the doctor as he lowers his head. "I'm sorry."
No words left my mouth and none left my mother's. Only tears. Tears tears and more tears. I've never felt anything more painful in my life. I felt a shart pain in my chest and my legs felt like they were gonna combust.
My mom dropped her handbag to the floor and she couldn't control the sob that was threatening to escape. I've never seen her so broken. I lost my father. My mom lost her husband.
But how did this happen? How did he get poisoned? Did someone poison him? Did he commit suicide? So many unanswered questions. But we will get answers.
After a while we were back home. The whole car ride was silent back from the hospital.
"What do we do now?" I ask.
"I don't know..." says my mom as she wipes her tears.
"We have to find something, there must he a clue somewhere." I say as I start searching the scene where I last found him.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to try." she says as she joins me.
We continued looking for clues everywhere and just as we were about to give up, i found something.
"I found something! It's a note!" I yell. My mom rushing over to where I am.
To the family of Mr Alexander. We, the French mafia, have fulfilled our revenge and killed your husband / father for what he has stolen from us. If you report us, we will find you and end you. Don't show this to anyone or call the police.
"They killed dad!" I yell out in anger.
"We have to do something. They will not get away with killing my husband!" shouts my mom in anger as she throws a glass at the wall.
"This must be the reason he came back from France early. He musnt gotten in trouble with the French mafia. But what was he doing with them?" I ask, knowing I won't get an answer.
"I think we should do something about it tomorrow. I'll phone your school and tell him you're not gonna be in tomorrow. But for now, let's just try and get some sleep." says my mom as she gets up from the floor and walks to the kitchen, returning again with a broom and dustpan.
I help her clean up before making my way to my room. I stare at the ceiling for about half an hour before I eventually fall asleep.
The next day I wake up with a massive headache and I'm still really really tired.
I walk to my moms room and she's already up. I hope she's doing okay. It still feels unreal, my dad is dead. And I didn't speak to him whole day yesterday. This is eating at me.
I walk into the kitchen and see my mom making breakfast.
"Mom why are you up? You should rest." I say before walking up to her.
"I need something to take my mind off-" she says before sniffling and covering her mouth, more tears start streaming down her face.
I hug her and i can't help but cry as well. The both of us crying in each other's embrace. This continues for a while.
During the day I kept getting messages from my friends asking where I am or if something's wrong. I just ignored them, for now. I'll explain tomorrow.
For the rest of the day my mom and I watched series to try and take our minds off of what happened to my dad. But I just can't help but miss him and I'm sure my mom feels the same.
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