It’s been a day since the accident happened in the kitchen. My hand still hurts, but things could have been worse if Jason wouldn’t act fast at that time.
But Jason, lingering on his true self, returned to his same attitude as before and continued ignoring me. It’s not like care, but his change in attitude from time to time irritates the hell out of me.
In my life, there is only one person who genuinely loves and cares for me, My dad. There’s only one person in my life that genuinely loves me and cares for me, my dad. In my life, there is only one person who genuinely loves and cares for me, my dad. All my life, I have lived with my dad. We had a relationship that was more than a father and a daughter to us. My father, the person who always stood by me through my sad times, gave me strength like a mother would do. He is the one who always guided me when I was tired and lost all my hopes like a teacher. It’s him who’s always been there whenever I’ve been lonely, sad, and needs help like a best friend__my dad always tries to cheer me up. My father is my everything.
And I don’t know, but today I miss him so much, I want to visit him to see whether he’s healthy. Because there’s a strange feeling in my heart that makes me feel that something is wrong, but what?
I shook my head, trying to get rid of all those weird thoughts__ everything’s fine, dad’s okay, nothing is wrong, it’s just my mind imagining strange stuff. And to prove all is well, I picked my phone, dialing dad’s number, calling him.
I called his number; it rings several times, but he doesn’t answer. I called again, thinking maybe he’s in the bathroom or something. I dialed again, and no answer, again and again, still no response. Okay, now it’s enough of a try. Now I need to see him with my own eyes to see if he’s okay or not. I can’t sit down and wait. And knowing what my dad’s like, he never misses an opportunity to talk to me, so it’s weird for him not to pick up my call.
As I was about to leave the house, I heard my phone ring, and I signed in relief, considering it’s my dad’s call. But as I look at the phone, I notice it wasn’t my father who called, but it was somebody else who called me.
” Hello,” I said, picking up the call.
” Is it Ms. Stewart that we are speaking with?” the person on the phone said,
” Yes, ” I replied.
“We are sorry to inform you….., but your father is at the hospital.”
” Wha.. t… I mean why,….” I asked, shocked by the news.
” He was hit by a car.” The person on the telephone continues to speak, but the mind went numb by hearing the news. I knew something was wrong. Otherwise, dad never misses a single moment to talk to me. ” Are you there?”
“Yes, which hospital is my dad in,” I asked with my voice trembling as tears started streaming from my eyes. I noted the address of the hospital. And wiped my eyes with the back of my palm, leaving the room, but as I was near the front door of the house__a figure stood before me, blocking my way.
“You okay,” Jason asked, standing in front of me with hands-on both sides of my face, his eyes staring at me.
” You okay,” Jason asked, standing in front of me with hands-on both sides of my face, his eyes staring at me.
“Why do you care?” I said, pushing him, trying to make my way out of the house.
“Where are going…..,”
“To hell, why?….. Wanna join?” I barked, pushing him one more time. He is the reason for all the sadness in our lives, now he is showing fake concern.
“Kiera…,” Jason continued with a grimace. But I stopped him from speaking by using his chest one more time.
“What? Kiera…., are you happy to control my life…, you Jason Gray, are the reason for everything bad in my life? And I swear, if anything happens to my dad, I’ll kill you.”
“What are you talking about___ What happened to your dad,” Jason questioned.
“Let me go, Please……” I cried, my legs so heavy my body collapsed onto the floor; the tears in my eyes, which I was trying to keep at bay because of anger, began to flow through my eyes.
“Shh, don’t cry and tell me what happened,” he pleaded sweetly, dropping on knees beside me and wrapped around my body.
“I need to go to the hospital now. Dad had an accident…., Please, just let me go,” I said with tears in my eyes and my voice trembling, separating myself from Jason as I tried to rise.
But Jason just grabbed my arm “I’ll take you,” he said, holding my hand, helping me.