Chapter 7

Docters and nurses rushed down the hall and ran into my mothers room.

"Oh my goodness! What is happening?" I asked one of the nurses. I approached the room but the nurse held me back. My Dad came out of the room breathing really hard and holding his right hand to his chest. The doctors rushed out the room with my mother on a stretcher. Eileen was shaking and there was blood all over her. They brought her to the other side of the hospital to an operating room.

"Mom! What happened?"

"Me and your mother were talking, and she started coughing really hard. I pat her back. She stopped, and then started shaking and coughing up blood. I panicked and pressed a red button." Dad explained.

My heart sunk. You know that feeling you get when you are on a roller coaster, you go up so high...and then you fall. The feeling you get in your stomach, I got it in my chest.

"What..." was all I could say.

I fell to my knees and buried my face in my hands. Crying wasn't the word to describe what I was doing. Bawling wasn't either. It was ten times worse and 15 times louder. My dad picked me up from the floor and held me. Eli joined us. I think he was crying along with me.

After another hour I stopped bawling a little and sat down. My Dad grabbed my hand and I felt better.

Another hour later, Doctor Landon approached us.

"May I speak to Eileen's daughter please?"

I stood up and followed the doctor.

"How is she doctor? Is everything ok?" it was a lady doctor.

"I'm afraid we lost her. We did the best we could but it was almost as if she was giving up completely. We did find the reason why she had nosebleeds and started to cough up blood though. Apparently she had ingested an awful amount of cocaine lately. I'm so very sorry for your lost." she had a soft voice and slowly walked away. I felt bad for the doctors who had to say things like this to people.

Hearing the news made me very uneasy. I stood there in silence for another five minutes after she walked out of my sight. The whole time I just thought if this was real life or a dream. Its so weird how dreams seem so real, while life is so fake. I really hate that what seems so fake and like a nightmare, has to be reality. A knife to my heart would feel like nothing compared to the pain I felt. My stomach had the worst staggering pain and my knees quickly became weak. I felt light headed, yet I was still standing, and staring. When a tear fell from my eye I realized I was in reality. I didn't really cry hard, that was the only tear I had left in me.

"She's dead. Dad what were you talking about before she...she ..."

I hesitated but my dad caught on.

"You." he replied.

He was crying. Eli heard what I said but didn't have an emotional look on his face.

"I'm so sorry" Eli said as he hugged me quickly and tried hard to avoid my gaze. Maybe this had something to do with the fact that his mother died too? I really don't know and I don't want to find out now either.

"Wow, it is ten already. I should be getting home, I wouldn't want my Da- I mean Bob to worry."

My dad had a very emotional and sad expression on his face when I made that mistake.

Crap.

He nodded in agreement and we left the hospital. I decided to drive home in my fathers car. Eli went straight home.

Finally I'm home! Now I could tell Bob everything, including the fact that I had been skipping my appointments with my therapist. Ugh my day would just go way downhill from here. He still wasn't home, I wouldn't expect him to be though it was his night shift at work. I guess I will just have to speak to him tomorrow. Time to go to bed. I fell asleep right away. The next morning I woke up around 11 am. Who cares? I wasn't planning on going to school anyway. Bob should be downstairs doing something I wouldn't care about by now. I still love him though. Can't wait for him to cheer me up, I wasn't feeling peppy today at all.

Wait...Bob didn't know I was skipping, so why didn't he wake me up for school today? With that I ran downstairs and called his name.

"Bob! Bob!"

No answer. I began to worry so I called 911.

"Uhh hello? Yeah, my name is Caitlin Morty. My stepfather has gone missing. I haven't seen him since yesterday morning." I explained. The women on the other end suggested I check the whole house because he may not have heard me when I called his name. After that I should try calling relatives to see if they know

where he is. I don't have relatives, at least none that I actually have met, so I just checked the house.

I went to his room. "Bob?" no answer again, he wasn't in the room. Then I decided to check his office on the third floor.

"Bob?" I called out once more. There was a funny smell in the air that bothered me. Disgusting really.

"Oh my god! Oh shizz I just swore! Crap! Ahhh!"

The phone fell to the ground with a loud thump.

"Hello? Ma'am? What happened? Are you there? I'm sending over help right now!" I could hear the woman's worried voice in the back round but I didn't listen.

"Oh...Bob."

I just stared. A loud bang came from the first floor, it sounded like something really heavy broke. I didn't care or listen, I couldn't keep my eyes from...this.

"Hello? Anybody here? We are here to help you!" called out a deep voice from behind. A tear fell from my face and I immediately realized the situation. A police officer grabbed my shoulder and made me face him, he asked me what my name was.

"Caitlin...Morty." I managed to say that with a very hoarse voice.

Bob was laying lifeless on the floor in front of his desk. He had a slit throat and cut wrists. Blood was everywhere and there was an knife nearby. It was the worst sight I have ever seen. Bob lay there with his dark blue eyes open and wide. His limbs were spread across the floor and he was on his back.

One of the police men pulled me away from the scene and the other one checked on Bob's dead body. I escaped his grip and went to my room. I realized I hadn't brushed so I did so in the bathroom. I needed something to do so I got dressed and headed down to the living room. There were a lot of men in black suits in my living room it scared me. Why weren't they on the third floor?

My door was wide open and I saw Eli on my porch.

"Eli what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I'm fine thanks for asking. You always know how to make me feel welcome!" he smirked. Ugh this was no time for sarcasm and jokes. Eli saw my face and answered seriously this time.

"Alright fine. I didn't see you at school and you wouldn't answer your phone so I decided to check up on you. Sorry!" he held his hands above his shoulders in surrender.

"Dont be. Bobs dead. I found his dead body in his office. Oh Bob. I loved him so much." I broke in to tears and covered my face with my hands.

He hugged my tightly. "Oh Caitlin I'm so sorry!"

I saw Clare behind him. This made me happy I couldn't wait to talk to her about everything. She seemed like the type to make someone feel better in their time of need. I let go of Eli and made my way towards Clare.

"I kind of heard what you just told Eli. Plus Eli told me everything that happened yesterday. I'm so sorry!" she hugged me and I hugged back.

"I feel kind of silly for getting mad at you weeks ago. You knew the whole time right?"

"Yeah. I did. Its ok only I knew so it isn't your fault." I said. She was relieved right away. This time I was the one crying on her shoulder.

"Woah! Major crime scene in there guys!" Eli came toward Clare and I pointing behind him.

"Good to know Eli!" I snapped.

Why would he say that! I just wanted to slap him!

"Oh...I'm sorry Cait I didn't..." I turned my head and he stopped talking.

I saw Clare give him a disappointed look. Thanks Clare!

"Caitlin Morty! We need you in here to answer a few questions."

20 minutes later

"I already told you! The last time I saw Bob was yesterday morning before school. No burglaries and no one visited without me knowing. My mom came but she never entered my house. She died, yesterday night. What else do you want to know?" these cops were interrogating me as if I was the suspect.

My dad entered the house. I was so happy to see him!

"What is this? Are you interrogating her? This ends now! Caitlin come here." I ran into his arms. He had a very strict voice that made me feel like I was untouchable in his arms.

"I'm sorry about Bob." he whispered to me.

Clare and Eli were still outside talking quietly to each other. They both looked angry and stressed. When Clare saw me look at them she made herself smile, but I could tell it was forced.

"Who are you?" asked the mean cop.

"I'm her father, Elijah Goldsworthy." he replied.

"Her father? Bob Morty is her father, and he is dead." the cop said with a raised eyebrow.

"Excuse me but I am her biological father. Want proof? I'll take a test, but I am her father." he assured the cop once more.

"Ok, then a test will be taken. Until then your a mystery. We saw her birth certificate and Bob Morty is stated as her father not you Elijah Goldsworthy."

My dad didn't reply to that. He told me to get my stuff. I went upstairs and the really annoying cop(his name is Officer Hide) followed me along with my father. My father became very annoyed by Officer Hide.

I grabbed my suitcase and filled it with my clothes. It was a little embarrassing packing my bra and underwear in front of men. It was very uncomfortable because Officer Hide stared at me the whole time. My dad noticed the way he stared at me and blocked his view. Officer Hide just moved to the side with a smirk on his face.

What was he up to?

Soooooo sorry about how late this is but I have been busy with school and what not soooo I promise to update by Friday