Fake Love | ✔

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I held his cold hand in mine, my eyes burning with unshed tears.

My throat was scratchy from how much I had been screaming and crying; but no matter how much I protested, I knew it was coming.

"I love you dad," I whispered, a tear slipping down my hot cheek.

He squeezed my hand, "I love you too baby girl. Take care of your momma for me."

I smiled weakly, my hand trembling in his.

"I will papa," I whispered, my heart pounding heavily against my chest.
My breathing was cut short by the flat beep on his heart rate monitor.

At that moment it felt like time had stopped. I couldn't move; I felt paralyzed from my neck down.

The nurses rushed in and ushered me out, swiftly pulling the thin white sheet over his face.

I watched as the blood was draining from his face, his skin turning white; my stomach churned at the sight.

I reached up to rub my eyes, and immediately my hands were covered in a clear, salty liquid.

My hands were trembling, and it felt as though any minute my knees would buckle and my body would colapse.

I watched helplessly as they wheeled him out of the room.
I let out a squeal, trying to run towards the bed.

Suddenly a pair of arms snaked themselves around me, caging me so I couldn't break free.

"Let me go, let me go!"  I sobbed, tears streaming down my burning cheeks.

"Violet, calm down." He whispered soothingly in my ear.

"Don't touch me you dimwit! This is your fault!" I screamed, elbowing him in the ribs.

He dropped his arms, doubling over in pain. He wouldn't deny it, because he knew it was completely true.

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Sorry this was so ridiculously short, but it's the prologue and prologues usually are.

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