The Last Day

Chapter 3

I went back home.
I didn't speak. I didn't eat. I didn't sleep.
Jason and his girlfriend are my nightmare.

At 12:00 am , as I was punching my pillow (yeah, I can be crazy sometimes) I heard my mom crying out loud. I knew it was related to my dad's health.
We rushed to the hospital praying and crying simultaneously. My little brother was half asleep but we couldn't leave him home alone.
We totally forgot to change our pajamas but either ways we didn't have time.

Doctor Raymond came near us to comfort us :
" It's stress and sadness ! His heart is weak and can't handle all this pressure. All he says is : It's all my fault. "
A tear made its way out of my mom's green eyes.
I knew I should talk to dad and tell him that it's okay and we're okay with this situation. I entered his room warily and calmly. The hospital's horrible smell teased my nose and I sneezed. That's when my father opened his eyes.

I was about to hug him and tell him that it's okay but he started his speech:
"I know I'm not the ideal father any girl wishes to have. I know I turned your life , your siblings and your mother's life into hell. I know I don't deserve your love nor your pity. I know I wasn't a good role model. I know that I was craven enough to let Ben drag me into playing poker. I know that if I hadn't told Alex the truth about me playing poker , he would have been among his family instead of settling inside a coffin. I swear I told him not to play with us. He was my best friend and I felt like I needed to tell him. I just miss him so much. I miss my normal life. I miss playing with you. I miss being happy. I miss reading your brother a story every night. I miss taking your mom on crazy dates. Jessy , your sister left to search for her future , your mom is busy taking care of the house , your brother is still young and I'm terribly sick. I'm sorry you had to take this job. I know Jason is somehow holding a grudge against us. But I need to pay my debts for him in order to start all over. I'm proud of you and I love you."

I couldn't stop my tears from falling down and I cried loudly and painfully. I cried even louder when I sought my father crying along with me. I hugged him tightly and went out to gasp some fresh air.

To my surprise , I saw JASON outside my father's room. I knew from his blank face that lacked sentimentality that he was going to say :" I hope he dies just like my father died. " So , in order to avoid this sentence , I turned my back and left.
His sharp voice stopped me : " I payed for the hospital. But don't worry , I'll add the money to the $40 000."
I was bewildered and shocked. Words barely escaped my mouth. All I could say was "Thank you. "

Back home , I spent my time questioning myself : "How did Jason know what had happened to my dad !?!!!!?"