#554 part five Brent grasped my hand and buried his face in my shoulder. I couldn’t see anything as tears were like a waterfall on my face. My grandparents were been strong, the officer walked over to me and my brother and hugged us. The doctor was quiet, when I finally found my voice I asked if we could see our dad. The doctor looked at my grandparents, “Maybe its best we let your grandparents see him first. Then they can decide whether its best for you two to see him or not. You must understand that your father was beaten severely. He doesn’t look like the father you have always known” I nodded in understanding. “Thank you for your consideration doctor. But I would like to see my father first. My brother can stay with my grandparents please” My grandparents approved for me to go in and see my dad first. I was shaking when we walked into the room, seeing my father’s body lying there lifeless. To the very end, he protected his kids. He sacrificed his life for me. Not so much my brother, but ME! I didn’t cry but walked over and touched my dad’s face. He looked so peaceful. The doctors were right, dad’s face was almost unrecognizable. But I knew my father’s face so in my heart I knew my father was dead. The team of doctors left me alone with my dad for a little bit. A nurse stayed behind “Do you want me to leave?” she asked. I shook my head and smiled at her. She stayed in the corner as I layed my head on my dad’s chest. “You always said, you will protect us, even if it means jail or death. Im so sorry dad, Im sorry you had to suffer because of me. There’s so much I want to say, but its too late. I promise you, that I will put these people behind bars. I will make you proud of me dad. Forgive me, I love you with all my heart” my final words to my father. I did not cry, I layed there for another minute, then stood up, kissed my fathers wounded face and walked out the door. My brother Brent was standing by the window looking out to the hospital car park. He saw me coming, turned and walked up to me. “We will be ok aye sis?” It was suppose to be a comfort statement, yet it came out as a question. I nodded and hugged him back “We will be ok. We will make dad proud of us I promise you” Dad was buried four days later, my cousin Denise and boyfriend Ice were caught and arrested, together with two other people. The crime rocked our small community, especially when it got known that one of our own was involved. Ice may not have been caught with my rape, but justice was still served on him for bodily harm causing death. He was sentence for 18 years to life. My cousin however got off on a manslaughter charge serving 5 years. I was happy that justice did get served though I would have opted out for the capital punishment for them both. Two years after dad passed away, I got into College. Brent was a A student and writing his own story book. We both still attended the High School our dad died infront of, sometimes its hard to walk through those gates, know that was the last thing our dad saw, but other times I feel that dad will always be there looking after all the kids from the bully of gang members. After I graduated, I wanted to go back to NY to visit old friends that I grew up with. We all still kept in contact all that time. My grandparents weren’t thrill with the idea of my going alone, but agreed when Brent told them he will be going with me. We arrived back in NY, we saw the glamour that most people read and only hear about. But we weren’t staying in the city, we had to head out of town to our little ghetto neighbourhood. Every thing looked different, dirtier, smaller. Such dramatic changes over a short period of time. As Brent and I walked around abit, going down memory lane. The park activities were not seen. Maybe they took shop somewhere else. I don’t know. We walked till we got to our old house. As we stood there looking up, we both were crying remembering our dad, the door of the house opened. We both jumped back out of the gate, I looked at the guy that came out of the house and to my shock it was the guy that took me home the night before my father died…………to be continue
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 07:43:57 +0000
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