Chapter Three.
I woke up on a sofa. My eyes scanned the room and I did not recognise it at first, I blinked to my side and found the same man wearing the suit.
I sat up, my back stiffened. My vision was blurry and I couldn't really see.
After a minute, the man was still standing there and I couldn't recognise where I was. My breathing started to pick up faster and my chest started to tighten up, my head started to spin and i just couldn't take it.
I started screaming and I just couldn't stop. My head throbbed and my heart pounded. My ears ringing with the sound of my scream.
Soon the man was done trying to put up with it. He called in the two policemen and they muffled my screams.
"Shh. Calm down." The recognisable man hushed me.
"Where am I? Where's Heather? Where's father? I just want answers!" Tears streamed down my face as I layed back down on the sofa.
"You are in your own home, the living room. You are okay. Heather and your father on the other hand are not." The man paused.
"Well, Where are they?" I asked. Worry covering my face.
"Dead." He looked at the ground, a tear slipped down his face.
"What? No! What happened?" Tears continued to roll down my face.
"Heather drove off a bridge Alaynah.." My eyes widened and I gasped, hands over my mouth.
"But.. We think that it was on purpose because... She wasn't accidentally driving off that bridge." He showed me a photo and unfortunately he was right. That bridge was huge.
I sprinted off to my bedroom, tears leaping right out of my eyes for hours on end. My eyes started to sting and my pillow was soaking.
What was I going to do now?