BIANCA'S POV
I hurried into the hospital room.
My dad is here for real.
He sat on the bed, his back leaned on a pillow.
I hurried to him and hugged him really tight as he chuckled.
I miss him so much.
"Why did you have to go away for so long?", I asked.
" I never thought I was going to come back", he said and I pulled out of his hold.
"What?!", I exclaimed and he chuckled.
" Where did you come from anyway?", I asked looking at his face and he scoffed.
Some parts were swollen, he had bruises too. I took my hand to his face and he winced.
"What did they do to you now?", I worriedly asked.
"It doesn't matter now, I am here", he said and I smiled.
" Papa", I heard a voice call.
I knew that voice.
I looked around and saw Jose run towards my dad.
I scoffed and got off the bed.
My dad heartily picked the boy up and they did their secret handshake or something.
