Never knew it was love

things fell apart

Growing up in a family,where my father was an African man and my mother was an Asian.

father was a Nigerian and mother was a Korean.

I had difficulties in adapting.though we lived in Nigeria,

mother said after she and father's marriage the faced some difficulties in korea,my fathers was a well known Drug Lord,but was exposed after an illegal operation that wasn't successful which resulted to his deportation.....

I woke up hearing my mother screaming and shouting my name

"Jessica!Jessica!! no ooo,no oooo,this can't be true,this isn't happening"

I ran downstairs asking what happened,she told me she received a phone call from one of my father's friend telling her that my father was shot when they were receiving there goods from buyers,I asked how and why,she told me it was a disagreement that led to it.

I kept on asking question and she yelled at me"stop asking stupid question and get the car key let's go check your dad at the hospital where he is..."I did as she said

we got to the hospital and we asked for mr.Dennis kayode's ward we where directed to his ward.On our way we saw the doctor coming out of the ward with my father's friend,my mother asked what was his condition,the doctor told us "we are sorry ma lost him"

At that moment it was as if the world just pasued,I was confused,not thinking straight,my mom was already crying out bitterly,I just sat on the floor more confused,though I was not that close to my father I even despise him,but his death was not what I wanted.........