Alone In The Basement

Regret.

Jacksons POV
After a strenuous day I lay down on the sofa. My legs up and my back resting. Everything was happening to fast and i just didn't understand a thing. My eyes started to close and my vision became muzzled. I was exhausted. I hated sleeping late. It ruined my routine.

I was just about to switch the tv off when I heard the name. Now that was twice in one day.

Hi I'm tom and this is BBC news. Today I am here at Clifton st Derbyshire just minutes after a deadly. A shooting which seriously injured a man. His name Eddie Wilson It is believed that this was yet another victim of the masked gang

Shit.

No. This can't be happening.

If something happened to him I would never forgive myself.

I quickly grabbed my keys and ran to my car.

At this point I didn't care if anyone saw me i had to see if he was ok.

I snatched my hoodie of the heater and slammed the door shut behind me.

Minutes later I reached the nearest hospital. Surely he had to be admitted here. I ran to the help desk and asked to see Eddie Wilson.

May I ask how this patient is related to you

I hesistated

He's my dad I said nervously

I'd never called him that before it was scary.