A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Beryl's eyes widened, and her mouth left agape. She felt a big hammer pounding on her chest over and over again by the scene that took over in front of her. With all her strength, she struggled with her feet and stumbled towards Jack, who was lying unmoving on the concrete floor.

"Uncle Jack," Beryl called out as she cupped Jack's face with her small hands. When Jack's eyes and mouth stayed close, she screamed his name once more in fear.

Beryl started to tremble as she noticed blood, flowing out from Jack's head and other wounds from his whole body. It kept endlessly bleeding, staining his head and face as well as his clothing despite it being color black.

"No, no, no…" Beryl murmured as tears welled up in her eyes, letting them flow out as she fell onto Jack's chest. Her hands shook as she reached for Jack's neck to check for a pulse.

"I'm so, so sorry, Uncle Jack. I know now that I was wrong, and I regret letting that happen. Please, Uncle Jack, don't die. You still have a promise to keep! It's all my fault. Uncle Jack, please, wake up…"

Beryl just cried out on his chest. If only she didn't run away... If only she hadn't insisted to find Jacob by herself... Then maybe, she would not have almost collided with the car that sped towards her, and Uncle Jack would not be lying unconscious on the ground right now. He tried to save her, risking his life by knocking on death's door.

'This is all my fault.

I bring misfortune and danger wherever I go, especially to those around me.

I am really a bane, ' Beryl thought as she cried, feeling guilt and sadness.

Not long after, Beryl felt Jack completely losing consciousness. His face turned pale from all the blood that drained out. She felt his pulse weakening every moment from the tips of her fingers and his breath was getting slower and slower each second that passed.

With eyes wide open again, Beryl sat up and wiped the tears on her eyes to clear her sight. She started to panic and heaved a deep breath to calm herself down. She reached out to search in Jack's pocket for a cell phone that she could use to call the emergency number.

To her great disappointment, she found nothing in his pocket but a few coins as change. Her eyes dimmed as she slowly sank into despair. She looked around her, making her big black eyes open wide again as she her eyes caught a cell phone lying just near the roadside. It was Jack's, and it probably flew from his pocket when he tried to save the little girl.

Beryl reached for it and immediately tried to turn the phone open, but all hope was lost for Beryl when the screen wouldn't open, and the the cell phone had broke from the crash and was useless now.

The little girl lapsed into a state of despair and hopelessness. A few moments later, her hope started to fade in again when she heard footsteps coming from behind her moving closer towards them. Someone must had come to help her! She wiped her eyes just in time the person behind her stood behind and spoke, "Is he dead?"

Beryl stopped wiping her face as she immediately recognized the voice. It sounded indifferent and merciless, but still, it made her heart skip a beat. She immediately turned her head and was face to face with none other than her father, Jacob.

Beryl's eyes shone in the dark. "Daddy!" she shouted full of excitement.

body. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown and wondered, 'Did this child just

hugged his thigh. She looked up at him with a smile and cried, "Daddy, I finally see you! Please! Please save Uncle Jack! He's dying from getting

with soil and grime while her face and hands were stained by Jack's blood. He wanted

pleads, he scoffed and said, "Save him? On what basis, did you expect me to save him?" He asked in a mocking tone as he looked down on the little girl

Her tears flowed down her cheeks as she begged, "Uncle Jack got hit by a car, and it was all, because he saved me from getting hit instead! Daddy, please, save him! I beg you, please! Uncle Jack is not a bad man, and he

the little girl's pleading for Jack's life, strong feelings of hatred for Jack surged through Jacob's chest. Jacob scoffed and said coldly, "Ridiculous! Why would

heard. She loosened her grip on Jacob and stepped back, looking at him in horror as if he was a horrible monster. She trembled

Uncle Jack's heroic move, would I still be alive by now? Would I be the one lying lifelessly on the

him as if he was a monster, Jacob

fast moments ago, so when he saw a child crossing the road ahead, it was too late for him to step on

the child. What he didn't expect, however, was Jack, rushing out suddenly

by accident. He was just in the

had not rushed out, then he would probably still be in one piece right now. Jacob would not hit the little girl

feel guilty about hurting Jack. It was a very foolish thing

standing a few steps away, afraid of me?" He eyed her carefully, and as he kept his stare, he

for an image of her in his memories, he could not find any recollection of her. The only thing that popped into his head was that she might be the little girl claiming to

and was about to pick her up. Beryl was taken aback by this gesture that she stepped back every time Jacob stepped forward. She was trembling in fear, but she swallowed that fear down, shaking her head, and said,

It was childish and immature, so instead, he turned around and reached

at Jack's body and prayed that he could still be saved. Not long after, the police and the ambulance had arrived. The police identified that it was Jack, who escaped from prison, while

and deal with whatever happened here. As soon as he arrived, a poor little girl standing beside Jacob

out when

threw herself into Sam's arms. Sam crouched down to reach for her and carry her in his arms. Beryl embraced Sam's neck and

of concern. Indeed, he got attached to this girl and so

badly

and soothed her in a soft voice, "Shh, it's okay. There's nothing to be afraid and worried about. The ambulance is already taking him to the hospital, and I am sure that they will do their best to save him. He will be all right. Rest

her cheeks. All that was left were dried neat lines of tears on

They were covered with wisdom and a bit of rage. He was sure now that the little

her father, but now, looking at both of them, he thought that Sam was more like her father as they both seemed to get along really

realized that Jacob was Beryl's real father, and that Jacob must