I open the screen door and one of the police officers says in a saddened tone "Are you james Collins?" I reply "yes why?", he then says "may we come in?" I reply in a curious tone "yeah sure". All three of us sit at the dining table, and he says "James, I'm sorry to inform you but your parents have been in a accident, your mother is in.... Is in a coma, but your father.... Your father" he chokes on his words. "Your father was killed on impact". I couldn't help but feel my eyes start to tear up, I put both hands on my forehead and start to cry. I ask if I could have a moment to myself and they allow me too.
I head to my room and sit there with my hand covering my face letting the tears roll out of my eyes. After a while I finally gain the courage to go down and ask what happened. As I arrive at the dining table once again, both officers ask if I'm alright, and I say that I'm fine. I asked if they knew what happened, and they told me that they were driving home along the highway and must've drifted onto oncoming traffic. I ask if the other drivers were fine and the officer says that they are in hospital for minor injuries. They ask if I want to be taken to the hospital to see my mum. I answer yes and go quickly get dressed.
The hospital is forty minutes away and I fall asleep in the cruising patrol car. As I wake up I see us drive past what must've been the crash scene, and I see a smashed up truck on its side and a few other cars with a lot of dents. It looks to me as if it was a big accident. As I swallowed I felt the lump in my throat become bigger as I start to tear up again. I start to cry once more, and I couldn't help but think about my parents, I don't even know if my sister knows.
As we arrive at the hospital the officers take me to her room where she lays there peacefully with a lot of bruising on her face and arms. Again, I break down in tears, hoping that I could stop. I call steph and ask if she could stay with me at the hospital tonight and she says that's fine. Later on in the afternoon steph comes running and I get up and she gives me a tight hug, she asks if I'm alright and I say I'm fine, then she gives me another hug and kisses me on the cheek saying that she hopes I'm alright. Steph and I sit on the small couch that was placed outside the room. After a while of talking I lay my head on her lap and she is surprised. I tell her I'm worried for my mother and she starts playing with my hair and then kisses me on the cheek. As she plays with my hair I fall asleep and she puts a blanket over me. My head still lay on her lap but she didn't want to wake me up so she left my head there.
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Teen FictionJames is just your average teenager with a normal life, who happens to be apart of a very unusual family. He goes to a performing arts school for guitar and enjoys his life until a turn of events occur.