Jennifer's POV

"DAAAAAAAAAD!!!!, I screamed but it was already too late. The bomb had gone off.

"DAAAAD!!!!!, I screamed at the top of my lungs. I tried entering the building but I was being held back by Martial and Andres.

"Let me go!!! Andres dad... t.tt..the building... b...bo...bomb".

I struggled out of their grip and ran towards the burning building. I didn't care about my life at that moment. But the only thing I cared about was saving my father.

I searched for him everyone and then I found my poor dad lying on the ground unconscious. I didn't have the energy to shout because I knew I had to save it if I want to make it out alive.

I picked him up from the ground and I tried carrying him. I tried at first but fell to the ground. I can do this, I encouraged myself. I picked him up from the ground again and carried him through the hall that was already on fire right now.

As I drew towards the entrance, I began to feel weak an slowly losing consciousness but I promised myself that I could make it out here alive and so I pushed on. I continued walking until I came to the entrance.

I found some of our cartel members holding Andres so that he wouldn't enter the building. I don't know how they managed to hold him down because he was pretty strong and then I fell to the ground.

My brother ran towards me and so did the medical personnel who were carrying a stretcher. They picked by dad's body from my grip and placed him on the stretcher and then rolled him towards the ambulance.

And I found myself being falling into darkness despite the pleas of Andres saying I should stay awake.

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I woke up with something beeping. My eyes were weak but I forced myself to open them. The walls were all white with a transparent curtain through which the rays if the sun passed through. I noticed that a drip was attached to my arm and the there were wires as I will call them passing through my nose.

I moved my head so I could see more of the room and I saw my mom sleeping on the couch in the hospital room. The events that occurred on the ay of the swearing-in played through my head and then I remembered my dad. I removed the drip from my hand and I felt a pang of pain flow through my veins and little blood flowed through the place where the needle had passed through.

As soon and my legs touched the cold floor when I attempted to stand, I fell dizzy and then fell on the bed. It seemed to have woken my mom up as she immediately sprang up from the couch.

"Where are you going to Jennifer? You need to rest. You just woke up", my mom says but it is obvious I wasn't listening to what she was saying.

"Mom, what of dad? I need to see dad right now! How is he mom?".

"Your dad is fine dear. The doctor is taking good care of him".

"I want to see him".

"Ok. Let's go".

Mom helps me to get up properly and then we move towards my dad's hospital room.