Everything Will Be OK

It was 9:00 and we finally arrived home. We didn’t exchange any conversation during the drive back. We were both speechless from tonight’s horrid events. I just couldn’t process any of the information. Like I had to come to reality to actually realize that my dad was indeed in a coma and would take weeks, months, or even years for him to wake up. But it hurt so much to think about if he were to not wake up at all. I can’t lie and say he was the best dad in the world, but he was still my dad. “Taylor, I think it’s time for you to get to sleep…its getting kind of late. “She spoke in a monotone voice. I had never seen her so broken before. She would always have this angry, threatening voice so I wasn’t used to how her voice was sounding now. I obeyed her demands and headed up the stairs too my bedroom. When I entered, the first thing I did was burst into tears. I don’t know why it happened all of a sudden, it was like I had been holding them in all night. My eye makeup ran, leaving streaks of black all over my ghostly, pale face. Why does this happen to me! I never did anything wrong! Nothing. I slammed my bedroom door closed with anger and threw my pillow to the ground and screamed. I was so angry and sad at the same time. This is all my fucking mom’s fault…I thought. If she…if she stayed, I wouldn’t have to be stuck living alone with this lunatic of a stepmother. I remember how my dad used to be when they were still together. He would read me bedtime stories and tuck me in at night. He would sing to me and kiss me. But ever since my mom left and he married this witch, he began to get drunk and abuse me mentally and sometimes physically. My stepmother changed him…And now he doesn’t love me anymore and he never will.

I covered my teary-eyed face with my blankets when I felt a vibration in my side pocket. It was my stupid phone. I pulled it out to see that Gerard was calling me AGAIN. This was like the tenth time tonight. I slid my finger across the screen to finally answer his call. “What?” I greeted rudely. “Oh thank god, you finally picked up!” Gerard beamed. “I’ve been so worried about you. Is everything ok? You’ve been ignoring my calls.” I sighed heavily. “Gerard listen. The whole plan is off. It’s just not going to work out.” I cut him off before he could say anything else. “I am sick of people feeling sorry for me, so I don’t want you worrying about me anymore. I am my own person, and I can take care of myself. Please just leave me alone for now on, and don’t call me again. He hesitated. “Oh…I un-understand. “His voice was shaky. “So long and goodnight Gerard.” I said, as I ended the call.I held my head in my arms and cried myself to sleep.

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