A/N: Remember how I said my dad had pneumonia? Well, he does, as well as a heart condition. His heart is pumping about 1/3 of what is should be and he may need surgery and he may die. So, here is a little thingy I wrote from Kendall's POV about how I feel.

Today I must remain strong.

I can't breakdown and make myself weak.

No matter what happens I have to hide the tears.

Even as they fill my eyes and threaten to overflow.

Because he needs me.

For years he was my one driving force, the one who kept me sane.

When I thought nobody would save me, he was always there.

He always knew the things to say to make the pain disappear.

I wish that for once I could take away his pain away.

For one moment, I want to hold him and make him feel better.

"It's his heart" they told us.

Those few, small words kept slamming into me like a hundred semi trucks.

His heart is beginning to fail him.

And all I see is his cold, dead body lying motionless in a coffin.

And all I can do is curl up and cry.

I cry until my body runs out of tears.

I'm thankful nobody is around to see me.

I place my hand over my chest and feel the steady beating below it.

I wish I could just give him my heart.

Then he could have a new chance at life.

I could be the one to save my father.

Even if it means leaving him, I know he can protect her.

But I know she doesn't want his protection.

She wants mine.

All the times he turned away from the dark truth drove her away from him.

Sometimes, she even calls me daddy because I'm more of a father to her than he is.

Because when things got bad, I never left her.

I know that she would never forgive me for abandoning her.

Daddy, I love you.

And you know I'll do anything for you.

But this something I just can't.

My baby sister needs me more than you do.

But just remember this one thing.

Daddy, I love you.

Daddy I do.

And no matter what happens, that will always stay true.

A/N: *hands a trillion tissues* Yeah, sorry for the depressingness of that. I'm just not having a good week. First my dad, now I find out my aunt is paralyzed and comatose in Brasil…..anyways, I'm sorry again. And the part about me giving my dad my heart is true. I can and I would, but my sister needs me.