Don’t Let Go



Don’t let go

My whole body is shaking and everything is a huge blur. I’m in a car and the man in the driver's seat slams the breaks and all I hear is a loud crash and everything goes black. I open my eyes to flashing red and blue lights and realize that I’m being wheeled into an ambulance. My head is pounding with pain and I can't move my legs. The driver of the car is on the ground surrounded by car pieces and lots of blood. People run to him and take him to another ambulance. My hands are shaking and I can feel the tears in my eyes start to form. I start screaming and crying. I am only 16 years old and that man is my father.

The room goes black again and when I open my eyes, I’m In the hospital room, with a nurse taking my blood pressure. My head is still pounding and everything comes rushing back to me. My heart is racing when I remember my dad lying on the ground, at the side of the road.

“Nurse, where is my dad?”

She avoids looking at me, but I see the expression on her face already knowing how he is doing and doesn't want to tell me. The sorrow on her face gives me all the answers I need. I grab her arm before she leaves, knowing that she is my only hope.

“Please... I need to see him.”

I can feel the tears in my eyes start to fall as I stare at her.

“Charlie, if you wait 30 minutes I will be able to get you out of here and you will be able to see your father.”

I let go of her arm and before long she comes back like she said. I get dressed and the nurse walks me to his room. Standing at the door, I stare at my dad who is sitting in bed, attached to a lot of machines. At the look of his face I run over to him holding onto his hand.

“Dad, can you hear me? It’s Charlie.”

I don’t know what else to say to him. He slowly moves to face me and I feel a knot form in my throat.

“Hey, Charlie. Are you OK?”

“I’m fine, but I’m more worried about you.”

"Before I leave, I just want to say you have been the greatest son a father could ever have. Now I need you to promise me that you will live your life to the fullest."

"I promise, dad. I love you."

“I love you too son, and … I’m sorry for what happened. It was my fault that we ended up here.”

My hand is shaking as I tighten my grip on his hand, not wanting to let him go. My heart is beating out of my chest and I am ready to explode and scream, but instead, I start crying. I know that this is goodbye but I’m not ready to let him go. I remember all the good memories of my dad. I love him and he is always there for me. He is my only friend. I fall to the ground shaking not able to stand anymore. I sit there choking back tears as I watch my dad take his last breath, the machine stops beeping and he releases his grip on my hand. Listening to that single beep tears my heart out. I’ll never be able to hear his stupid dad jokes that always made me smile or hear him tell me he loves me every night before bed. The depth of his loss is incomprehensible.

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