Prologue

“Albert I think we’re lost?” My mother sweet voice said. “Don’t worry honey, I know where I’m going.” My father đã đưa ý kiến keeping his eyes on the road. My mother gave him a look, knowing he was lying. But all she did was sighed and looked out the window and watched all the bare trees go by.

It was my little sister and I in the back. My sister was listening to âm nhạc on my Ipod. I could hear “Let’s go crazy, crazy, crazy till we see the sun, I know that we just met but lets pretend it’s love” blasting in her ear. And while she was doing that I was being bored out of my mind staring at the window.

I would take my ipod from my little sis, and use it but it was her birthday and she was turning eight. So this can be another present from me. At our grandma’s new house, where we are going now, hoặc should I say trying to go, is where the presents, cake, balloons are. But it seems like we are never going to get there. It feels like we have been in this car for days.

Honk! Honk! We heard in back of us. We all looked back except for my dad who just looked in the rear view mirror. It was some teenage guys laughing. I rolled my eyes and look back straight again. Honk! Honk! They honked again. This time only I looked back and saw them laughing their asses off. I heard my dad angrily sigh.

They honked again and that’s when my father got angry. My dad opened the window and stuck his head out the window and yelled, “Knock it off!”

“Albert!” My mother screamed. Then we heard a different car honk and everything went black.

I woke up in a white room with about four pictures of hoa on the wall.

“Ms. Cruz, I see bạn have awoken.” đã đưa ý kiến a person who looked like a doctor. “Awoken?” I đã đưa ý kiến confused. “Ah yes, bạn were unconscious from the car accident” he told me looking at his clipboard. “What?” I was still confused. “Yes, Yesterday, on November 16, 2012, bạn were in a car accident with bạn little sister, Michelle Cruz, your father, Albert Cruz and your mother, Rose Cruz.” I stared at him, trying to take all of this in.

I looked around me and I was alone. “Where’s my sister, my dad and my mom” I đã đưa ý kiến starting to panic. “Your sister is in the room tiếp theo door and-” I got up and then sooner regretting it as I felt a pain in my back, the pain slowed me down but I didn’t stop. “Ms. Cruz! Jazmyn!” the doctor đã đưa ý kiến calling out to me.

I ignored him and walked fast over to the room tiếp theo door. I open it and there was a lady in white talking to my sister who was sitting in a chair. I ran over to her and hugged her. “Michelle are bạn ok?” I asked her. She smiled. “I’m fine, the doctor gave me a bandage for my cut. I looked at her and she looked fine. “Daddy’s in the room tiếp theo to this one, this nice lady told me,” My sister đã đưa ý kiến looking up at the lady. The lady smile and I smiled back. “Michelle I’ll be right back” I đã đưa ý kiến and walking out and going into the room tiếp theo to us.

I opened the door and my dad was also sitting in a chair. He was in an arm cast, he had stitches inches away from his eye and he also had tears in his eyes. I walked over to my dad and gave him a soft hug not knowing if he was really hurt. He hugged back. I let go and looked in his eyes, tears were falling from them, and this was the first time I ever since my dad cry. I wiped away his tears.

“Jazzy-” I interrupted him. “Where’s mom?” I asked. He looked down. “Umm Jazzy-” “Is she in the room tiếp theo door?” I asked. “Jazzy” he đã đưa ý kiến thêm firm. “Your mother’s head hit the front of the car really hard and she umm” his voice started to crack. “She didn’t make it” I stared at him trying to comprehend what he said. “W-what do bạn mean she didn’t make it?” I đã đưa ý kiến as tears formed in my eyes. “Jazzy-“ “No! She has to be here, I want to see her,” I screamed. “Jazzy please calm down-” “Calm down, what do bạn mean calm down, how do bạn expect me to calm down, and what about Michelle, she’s going to be a wreck when we tell her” I screamed again. “We’re not going to tell her” My dad said. “ What do bạn mean we are not going to tell her, we have to” “No, she’s too young, wait till gets older, she’ll understand more.” I looked at him like he was crazy. “We have to-”

The door opened and a lady brought my sister in. “Daddy!” my sister screamed and ran over and hugged him. I looked at my dad and he looked at me and gave me a begging look. I rolled my eyes and sighed.

“How do bạn feel, Princess?” my dad asked my sister. “I feel fine daddy,” my sister đã đưa ý kiến smiling. “Where’s mommy?” my sister asked. I looked at my dad, wondering what excuse he will come up with. “Uh, mommy had to-” he looked at me for some help, but I looked away. “Mommy went to grandma’s house early to tell her that were okay” he lied. “When is she coming back?” my sister asked. “Not for a while, she đã đưa ý kiến she was going to rest there.” He lied again. “Okay, but I’m glad she’s okay,” my sister đã đưa ý kiến hugging my dad again. “Me too” he sadly said.