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Joey POV
It's been a while since the day I awoke in hospital. I am much Better and my bones are all fixed but I still have the bruises and scars. Joe hasn't woken up yet and Dan... dan died a week ago. I am in a bad place of mind but I take my mind off it by going through my Instagram.
Suddenly I got a message from a man named David. My Abusive, drug using, alcoholic dad. I opened it...
Hey Gaylord
I heard dan died. I didn't think a slut like you had friends. You're a discrace. Your boyfriend in a coma. GOOD. No one likes you. When I said I hated you at that Christmas I wasn't lying. No one in the family care about you except you stupid aunt Sarah but she's on your useless dead mothers side. Bye BITCH!
Tears poured down my face. He was right. I am awful. I lay there and cried. My own father hates me.
I got a phone call.
J-H...hello?
Zoe- hey Joey. -she sounded like she was crying.
Zoe- are you crying?
J-My dad m... messaged me.
Zoe-I'm so sorry.
J-what's the matter?
Zoe- It's joe... he died last night.
J-NOOOOOO!
Zoe-I'm... I'm sorry.
Then she hung up. My life can't get worse.

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