NOTE- I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. It's because of all the homework and studying I have to do, and birthday parties and just hanging with friends. The next chapter is going to be up soon. I have it written out, but I don't know when I will get time to type it up. So please be patient. That's all I have to say, so you could get reading this chapter…
CHAPTER 15 (PRESENT DAY) Wish It'd All End?
We're in the car and on the street, going to the hospital. Dad is going way past the speed limit.
"Dad, slow down! I don't wanna die yet. I'm only a teen!" I yell.
"Yeah, Gordo! I don't want to die either. I'm only about to have a kid!" Mom yells. She was still mad at dad. I could tell.
Dad starts to slow down, but too late. There was a police car following us, with their siren on.
Dad pulls over. The policeman comes to the window and asks, "Do you know what the speed limit is through here?"
"Yes. It's 35."
"Why weren't you going 35?"
"Hello?! Do you see my wife?" Dad points to mom.
The policeman shakes his head, "Yes. She looks perfectly fine."
Dad looks confused. I look confused. Mom just sits there, looking at the policeman weird.
"Are you retarded?!" Dad says.
The policeman looks mad. "Please step out of the car."
"No! I've got to get to the hospital!"
"Just step out."
"No!"
"Now! Don't make me throw you out of this car, and call for backup!"
Dad sighs, "Just give me a ticket and let us go."
"No! Step out of the damn car!"
I jump in and say, "Hold up. Is this legal? I mean he just sped. What's the point of getting out of the car? Just give him a ticket!"
The policeman looks at me and yells, "Hey, kid, don't get smart with me! I'm just doing my job!"
"I'm not a kid; I'm a teen!" I correct. "And are you really a cop?"
"Of course I am."
I fold my arms. "Then what company do you work for?"
"Uh, uh, um..." The policeman's face is getting red.
"Ha! So you are a fake!"
They back up from the car and say, "So what if I'm a fake! I'm Adam Buddo. I love getting in trouble!"
I see my parents' eyes widen. "Adam!"
"Wait. Who is Adam? Friend?" I ask, confused.
Mom says, "He's sort of my friend."
Dad says, "He's my little step-brother, and always getting in trouble."
"Okay. How come I didn't know about Adam?" I ask.
Mom breathes even harder. "Gordo, please go! I don't know how much longer!"
"Well, Adam, I'd like to stay and chat, but I have to get to the hospital." Dad says.
"I know. See ya." Adam says, walking to his car.
Dad takes off speeding again.
Mom and I are yelling at him to slow it down.
"It's only ten more minutes away." Dad says.
"A lot could happen in ten minutes!" I say.
Mom yells at him, "Slow down the dang car! I know we need to get to the hospital, but you can't go fast and crash. It's unsafe! Now slow down!!" Mom says madly.
"Lizzie, I care about you, and I want to get you to the hospital as fast as I could."
"No, you don't. If you even cared, you wouldn't have cheated!" Mom is mad.
I say to myself, "Here they go again."
They are still fighting. I space off in my own little world, which is peaceful and with no worrying. Everything is wonderful there. I wish that were my life. Everything would be perfect. I wish it would really be my life. Maybe it could. I wish my dull life would just end. Maybe it could. I wish I could take back that comment about being a teen and don't want to die yet. Maybe I could. I want my life to end. My life isn't fine. I don't know why I'm thinking of suicide. Though I do know one thing, that is: I wish this life weren't mine.
I snap out of it and return to my dull life. They are still fighting.
I yell, "When are you guys ever gonna stop, and learn? I just think you guys must really hate each other!"
"Todd," Dad started.
"No, dad! Don't say anything! I just can't with you two fighting all the time, and I just can't deal with the pain! I wish it'd all end!"
"Todd, talk like that." Mom says calmly.
I say, "You just don't understand!"
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About two minutes later, we were at the hospital and about to pull in the parking place.
I say, "Mom, good luck. Dad, goodbye." I open the back car door and cry.
"No. Don't!" they both say.
"I love you two." I gulp and stand up, then jump.
I lie on the ground. Did I die? No, because I can hear car horns beeping. Darn it! I just want my life to end!
I guessed dad had turned around, because he comes running and yelling, "Oh, no!"
"Dad? Why are you here? I thought you were too busy fighting with mom."
"Todd, you're alive!"
I lift up, "Well, yeah! I guess God wants me to live, not die."
Dad gets down on his knees and hugs me. He cries, "I don't want you to die either. Mom doesn't either. Even though we fight, doesn't mean we love and care about you; we do and that is the truth. We could never hate you, because you were our first-born and very special to us. I know that cheating on mom was wrong, but I don't what came over me. I guess since my dad cheated on my mom and got divorced, I felt I had to, because I'm his son." He dries up his tears. "I was mad at my dad when he did that. I would be mad forever until I had done the same. At this moment I know how you feel, but Todd, when you grow up and get married, I don't want you to do the same as I did."
I cry. I hug my dad. I see a tear roll down my check and fall to the ground.
Mom yells, "Hurry!"
Dad and I run to the car. We both got in. He steps on the gas and went to find a parking spot. The parking spot was in front of the hospital. Dad and I get out, then help mom out. We take her inside.
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Mom is still in her room, and it's been over one hour. Is she all right? It shouldn't take that long to have a baby. Though how should I know? I'm a guy. But I'm getting worried. I hope mom is all right. I just sit in a chair and read a newspaper, waiting and worrying.
Five minutes later, dad comes out and says to come here. I go. I see mom. "Three!"
Mom nods her head yes. "Your three sisters." She points to one, "This is Cassie." She points to another, "This is Taffie." And another, "This is Lassie."
I just smile. Dad smiles. Mom smiles.
I say with tears in my eyes, "I am glad that I didn't end my life, because if I did, I wouldn't be here right now."