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"If something stands between
You and your success
Move it!
Never be denied."
~Dwayne Johnson.
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Alex's P.O.V
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Closing my eyes and leaning my head back on the chair in the hospital room my thoughts were driving me crazy. I kept worrying about every little thing I could, and let me tell you the list of the little things I was worrying about, was endless.
It is close to midnight when I hear a soft murmur coming from the bed where my father lay.
"Dad? I'm right here.", I say walking up to the bed and holding his hand in mine.
His eyes met mine but he was struggling to keep them open.
"You need to rest.", I say softly.
Shaking his head he reaches up to remove his oxygen mask.
"Just keep the mask on.", I say reaching with my other hand to keep the mask on his face.
"Gi-give me my b-bag.", he murmurs before I could get the mask back on.
"Alright dad.", I say moving away from his bedside and grabbing the bag from the chair.
Handing it to him I watch as we slowly searches the bag for something. He finally finds what he's looking for and gives me the bag to keep back on the chair after pulling out an envelope from one of the pouches.
"Happy birthday Alex. I love you so very much.", he says handing me the envelope.
Tears gather in my eyes as I take the envelope from him, but I blink them away and embrace him in a bear hug.
"I love you too dad.", I whisper back swallowing the lump in my throat.
"Open it when you're alone.", he whispers in my ear.
He's accepted he's dying. This is it.
Slowly reaching to the buzzer beside his bed I press it alerting the nurse. In a second she's in the room.
"Could you send a messenger to get my mother and brother please?", I say keeping a straight face.
"Yes of course, Miss Harlow.", she says and immediately rushes out of the room.
"You should go back to sleep.", I say to my father forcing a smile on my face.
Nodding he closes his eyes once more. I go to sit back on my chair and tuck the letter into my jacket pocket and zip it shut. Burying my face in my hands I massage my temples with my fingers trying to get rid of all the dark thoughts in my mind.
You're father's dying.
You're going to abandon your mother and brother.
You're a complete failure.
I wanted to scream and rip my hair out. Anything to distract me from my own thoughts. I tried to calm myself by slowly breathing in and out but it didn't help.
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