Little Black Stars

Chapter Two

CHAPTER TWO

"Oh Faye, I know," he murmured,"Everything will get better. I promise." He hugged me tighter, trying to hold me together.

I sniffled and pulled back, "You can't promise that! Please don't promise that."

  My voice broke along with new tears. My dad had always promised that everything would be okay. He never wanted me to worry about him and his sickness. It seems that now, that promise has been broken. I won't point it out to him, though. I understand that that kind of promise is more for comfort for a broken heart.

  We held each other's gaze. There we were: my face scrunched from crying, my hair frizzy and in all directions, and the fact that I couldn't hold my self up told anyone passing by about my shed tears. Damien just looked at me with great concern and worry. His brown eyes glistened with tears that had remained inside. I wiggled out of his grasp and stretched out on the bench. He sighed and put his arm over my shoulders trying to comfort me.

"What am I going to do?" I whimpered into the sleeves of my sweater.

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  The car was silent as we drove to the hospital. I lie my head on the side of the car door. I thoughtlessly ran my finger along the dashboard. Damien parked the car into one of the spots and we trudged inside, hand in hand. My lip was bleeding because I couldn't stop biting it; I was scared and worried.

"We are here to see Mark Harping. This is his daughter, Faye Harping. May we see him?"

  After a few moments, we were on our way up to see my father. I held Damien's hand tightly as he lead the way. I'm sure we looked odd to a few people. I stood about an arm's length away from Damien with my head down. I suppose it looked as if I were a troublesome toddler and he was my guardian. Briefly, i lifted my head. We were already at his room.

"Daddy.. I love you!"

I grasped his hand and sat next to him. He looked so frail, so weak.

"I love you more," he replied with a grin on his face.

  We sat there in each other's company for quite a while, but there were others who wanted to see him. Time was always too short for anyone's liking. Picking my feet up, one after the other, I entered the hallway. My back hit the wall and I slid into a heap on the floor. Tears turned into sobs as I hid my face in my knees.

  Whenever I found out about my dad's cancer, I was never allowed to cry in front of my dad. At least, I didn't allow myself to. It would hurt him more if I were to cry. The first few days that he was in the hospital were rough. I cut myself off from the world and began losing everything. I lost friends, my health, my sanity... I ended up locking myself in my room. I had just gotten so sick of everything! The security of my room let me believe I was in a dream, not reality. I remained in there until Damien broke the lock off my door and dragged me out. He saved me from myself.

I sat there for a long time until I felt a gentle tap on my head.

"It's time."

I stood warily and walked back into the stuffy room. This was it. The last time. I lurched at my father and wrapped him in hug.

"Daddy.. I love you," I croaked.

"I love you to, sweetheart," he hugged me tighter and stroked my hair, "You will always be my little girl."

He promised.

"You're not leaving. You're not. You can't!" I said beginning to get hysterical.

I was slowly lifted away from my father.

"No, no, no, no, no... no.. no," I murmured as I shook my head vigorously. This wasn't happening! It coundn't!

"It's not fair! No, no..no!" The shout turned to whisper as I dropped to the ground.

My world was crumbling into pieces. I buried my face into my hands and let the tears flow freely as they never had before. I was scooped off floor gingerly and cradled into Damien's arms.

"I know, Fay Fay, I know," he murmured.

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Erm ok... so second chapter after much MUCH effort considering it got deleted TWICE. That's a reason why it's so short. Soo sorry if it's not heart hitting or anything.. Hope you like I guess. Please give me feedback :)

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