~Hermione~

Dad doesn't come back for a while, so I go see who it is.

The front door is closed. When I open it dad is there talking to two policemen. I close the door behind me and go to him. When I start walking towards the trio, dad points at me and something inaudible to me.

When I reach them, one of the poilcemen holds out his hand and says, "My name is Stiles Stilinski, head of the police department." I shake his hand and when I pull my hand away, he shoves his hands into his pockets and lets out a sigh. Dad puts his around my shoulders and pins me to his side. What he says make my heart leap with worry.

"Your phone number was on top of Geroge Teller's message history list. So, we figured out that you might be someone close to him."

"How did you find me? And why were you checking George's message history?" I ask confused.

"We tracked you down because of your phone. As for the other question. He was drunk and walked into the middle of the road. A car came and struck him." Officer Stlies replies.

I gasp and ask "Do you know who it was?"

He shakes his head and says "No. Unfortunately no. It was a 'hit and run' case. Your friend is in coma."

With this they get back in their cars and drive off. Leaving me too surprised to speak. Dad pulls his arm away and turns me towards him. So, that he can see my face. He sighs and puts his hands on my shoulders.

I look up at him. "W...wh..what....how can this happen?" I stutter.

I run away from dad and into the house. I grab the first car keys that my eyes land on. I pull on my jacket and run out leaving mum stunned in the kitchen and running past dad at the door. But none of them make an attempt to stop me. I run to mom's car and shove the keys in the lock but they won't turn. That is because they belong to dad's car.

When I get to the hospital. I run to the information desk and ask for his room number. When they ask for my relationship to him. I lie and say "His sister" ,since vsiting hours are over. I finally find his room and knock on the door. Ruth opens the door and ushers me in. Georgen is lying on the bed, his back straight, his arm and leg in a cast and the skin on his forehead all torn.

The sight brings tears to my eyes becuase I know that George was not drunk when he walked out onto the road. He had done it intentionally hopping that the car would kill him. This was so close to his suicide. I wanted to wake him up and tell him that it was alright he did not have to punish himself for his actions.

Several unanswered questions swam in my mind Is this all my fault? If I had given him one more chance, would he still be alive? He wasn't drunk was he? I this because of how dad and I yelled at him? But I know one thing for sure.

That I forgive him.

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