I stood confused staring at my phone screen,what could they mean? In the back of my mind I knew exactly what they were talking about but I didn't want to admit it,I wasn't going to admit it.
My dad had suffered with lung issues all his life,they told him time and time again he wouldn't live as long as everyone else and they always said he wouldn't make it to a certain age,but he always seemed to pass the ages they set. We thought he was invincible.
Over the past few weeks his lungs had been getting worse,he never talked about these things with me because he didn't like to bring it up.
He was always a very happy cheerful person and when he thought about what they doctors said it brought him down and he didn't like to be sad around other people.I didn't need him to tell me about it to see his health take a downhill spiral,he coughed a lot more,he struggled for breath in random outburst and he used his inhaler a lot more.
I knew what this person was trying to tell me but it was my daddy. There was no way I was just going to accept he was going,i kept the one shred of hope I had left fresh in my mind that everything would be okay as I got in my car and drove to the hospital.
I sat in the waiting room and decided to text chris.
A; chris,I need you<3
C; why whats wrong?<3
A;it's my dad,just get to the hospital as fast as you can,please:'(<3
C; I'm on my way<3
"Miss smith?" A young woman asked.
"Yes?" I asked wiping away the tears that had already fallen out of fear.
"I'm sorry to have to inform you but your father passed about 15 minutes ago."
My world fell down around me.
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1,798 miles (weeklychris)
FanfictionWhen a place is a constant reminder of the past,sometimes you have to get away,even if it's just for a while,I tell myself as I step onto the plane,and in these moments you reassure the ones you love.I remember saying to Chris,I'm only going to be 1...
