Black out

"W-What happened?" I asked while waking up while standing in a room though it was dim and I couldn't make out much. "What is this stuff on my hands," I said while now feeling a warm liquid that was on my hands. Also, my knuckles hurt some much, it was as if I had punched the wall for an hour straight without caring what would happen to my hands.

I then went to the switch so that I could shed some light on the situation. "W-What the fuck?" I said while looking over the room that looked like a **** had gone down in here. On the floor where I was just a couple of seconds ago was my father, his face was fucked up and bent in certain places and his jaw seemed to be hanging onto his face. "Are you okay?"

Sure I couldn't give a shit for the man that had made my life a living hell, but my concern was for my childhood friend that was on the bed with cum pouring out of her pussy. "Who did this to you?!" I said getting close up to her. There were bruises all over her body and bite marks around Misa's neck.

Looking at her it felt like deja vu but I couldn't pin this to any memory in my head. "Wait," I said out loud while thinking about what had happened before I started to forget things. "Dad," I said while looking at my father that was on the floor and looking like he could die any minute now.

"Did I do this because he was fucking Misa?" Sure I had a crush on her, but a no point did she reciprocate so I had considered her a close friend for life and kept it at that. I never knew that seeing her in that situation would cause that much pain to me but it did. Just the mere thought made me back up from her in disgust.

"I-I have to save his life," I said while walking up to my dad. Sure there would be nothing that I would like more than to let this son of a bitch die, but I couldn't do it. Sure anyone could call me a bitch for this, but this was a human being dieing in front of me.

After a few disgusting minutes of getting him and Misa dressed, I drove him to the hospital. Though before I went I made sure to cover my hands so that I wasn't a suspect for the guy that put my god in this state. For Misa, it hurt to look at her knowing that she was with my father. I shed a tear that day for my love for her had died whenever I remember what I had seen.

"Sorry to say this, but your father is currently in a coma. We don't know when he will come through, or if he would ever pull through but we will try our best so that we can get you your father back," Said that doctor with a sorry look on her face. It looks practiced though, probably since he was a doctor and had to deliver bad news to too many people in the past days.

"I get it, thanks for trying your best. I'll watch over him for a bit before I go home," I said. The doctor gave me a look and patted me on the shoulder before getting out of the room and leaving me with my dad.

'I don't know whether to be happy or not,' I thought while seeing my father on the bed with his slow breathing that I could heat go into the machine that was hooked up to him. Honestly, I think that he was lucky to be alive after what had happened to him. Apparently, quite a few of his ribs were broken. Along with his jaw, heavy trauma to the brain, and broken bones in a few other places.

"I did this," I whispered to myself while rubbing my knuckle and feeling that similar pain from earlier run through my knuckles. Sure I was 6'4 and covered in muscle, but if you asked anyone that knew me I was as harmless as a fly. I stayed there for a couple more minutes but I had a schools day tomorrow and couldn't miss it. "Fuck you," I said while leaving. Sure if it came down to whether I wanted my father alive or not I would save him, but I just can't get the **** that he would give me out of my head.

And me catching him with Misa was the straw that broke the camel's back for me. From now on I don't think that I could talk to the two of them or even love them in any capacity. It was a sad drive home from the hospital for me that day.