Just a Lie

Dad

*Two months later*

Time was passing by peacefully. No guns or fights in our house anymore. But something inside me was burning. I had a bad feeling that something bad happened back home.

"Hey Tom?"

"What's up?"

"Can I call someone from your phone real quick?"

"Yes but who?"

"My dad"

Tom stared at me silent for a while.

"Is everything okay?" He asked me.

"Yeah I just have a bad feeling" i said.

"Yeah sure. There you go." He said and handed me his phone.

I dialed my dad's phone number and called him.

"Hello?" I heard my dad's voice say.

It felt wierd... like I was talking to a stranger... this wasn't my dad's voice... this was the voice of an exhausted old man...

Suddenly I felt safe. It felt like he was right next to me, holding my hand like the good, old times...

"Hi dad" i said in almost a whisper. It was to hard for me to speak.

"Oh my god! Gia! Are you okay?" He shouted in a concerned voice.

"Yeah dad. I'm fine. Sorry for not keeping up with you." I said.

"Baby how is Germany?" He questioned.

"It's really great. How is mom?" I asked.

My dad remained silent.

"Dad?"

"Gia... look baby..." his voice started to crack.

"Dad... what's wrong?" I shouted. Something inside of me started cracking.

"Your mom... ugh. Your mother died two days ago."

My mouth dried. My heart sank into my sadness. I fell to the ground. Tom came up to me concerned.

"What are you talking about dad? This can't be true!" I cried.

"Im so sorry baby..." he cried as well.

"No... no,no,no,no.... no there's no way!" I screamed.

"She gave up baby..." my dad said.

I hanged up and i hugged Tom tight while crying uncontrollably.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Tom asked.

"My mom is dead!" I screamed crying.

"What?" He said

"Yeah!" I screamed.

"I'm truly sorry my love" he whispered holding me.