-Stacy-
Chapter 6: Another Horrible Tragedy
CRASH!
I started to open my eyes. Everything seemed so blurry at first, and then it cleared up. Where am I? Well duh, Stephanie, you're in an emergency room. Then I saw a familiar face next to my bed side.
"Steph! You're awake!" I knew that face. It was my uncle Jesse. "Oh! I'm so glad you're alive, Steph!" Uncle Jesse hugged me like crazy.
"Uncle Jesse, I'm okay." Not really, but he doesn't have to know that. I have a huge headache and it hurts from head to toe badly.
Wait, where was Dad? And, we still couldn't find DJ? Maybe, I should tell Uncle Jesse about DJ, since he's here and all.
"Uncle Jesse, I have to tell you something...about DJ-"
Uncle Jesse interrupted me with that 'I already know' face. "I know, Steph."
"You're Dad told me a month ago."
Wait, a month! Has it been that long?
"You've been here more than a month, Steph. You sure had a knock on the head."
Hey, wait. What about Dad? Is he okay?
"But, what about Dad?" Uncle Jesse put his head down. "I'm so sorry, Steph."
What did he mean? Did my dad..no. He couldn't have. No! No!
I felt a tear go down my cheek.
"He passed away at that very moment when the truck crashed against his car." I looked at Uncle Jesse. He had to be joking. He had to be!
I started crying. A flood was coming out of my eyes. I hugged Uncle Jesse as hard as I could.
"Uncle Jesse, why does it always happen to me?" I looked at him desperately.
"I'm really sorry, Steph. It broke my heart to, listening to that nurse say those cursed words."
I sniffed and I stopped. What about DJ? Is she still out there?
"What about DJ, Uncle Jesse? Has she been found yet?" I asked if there was anymore hope left in my life.
"No, I'm sorry, Steph. The police haven't found her yet at all." I am so glad, Uncle Jesse is by my side. I couldn't live without him.
"And, what about me?" Look at all these bruises and cuts and bandaids. "Am I going to be fine?"
"Yes, honey you are going to be perfectly fine." Well, yeah. Just me, is it? What about Dad? He wasn't obviously okay. And...and what about my older sister? What is she supposed to do? Is she just going to die too? Well I'm not gonna let that happen?
"Uncle Jesse, I can leave now. We have to find DJ." I started to lift myself up. Even though all that agony tried to bring me down, but then Uncle Jesse pushed me down.
"Steph, you can't just leave. The doctor has to check on you and a whole another thing."
I lied back down. "But, what about D-..."
"DJ's going to fine, honey. The police are looking for her." Sure, she's going to be fine. You wouldn't even know, if she just died the next day. I mean she's been gone for practically for a month. I'm sure at least some things could have happened to her over a month.
"Uncle Jesse, it's been over a month. Don't you think something could have happened to DJ by now?"
"Steph, please don't make it hard on me." What in the world is he saying?
"What are you talking about? Is it hard that you can't even go out to find your own niece?"
"Ste-"
"No! I bet you never even tried to look for DJ, yet." I can't believe this guy, my own uncle. What was he saying?
"Steph, the police are already searching for her though. So really there's no need to try to find her."
"Are you saying that you don't really care for DJ at all?"
"Steph, I'm not saying that at all. I'm just saying that there's no need."
"So, there's no need to find DJ. Is that it? You can't even go find your own niece?"
Uncle Jesse didn't say a word. Then the doctor finally came in.
Uncle Jesse stood up and whispered (supposedly) to the doctor. "Doctor, Steph has been losing her temper over nothing."
"OVER NOTHING? You call a lost niece, nothing? I can't believe you Uncle Jesse! After all these years, this was the real Uncle Jesse. And, I am not losing my temper!" Woah! I'm glad I got that off my chest.
I can't believe my own, Uncle. Uncle Jesse, who I have known my whole life.
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