LUCAS’ POV

My eyes widened in shock by what I heard, I hung up and tossed my phone away, I quickly made a sharp turn which made Samantha lose her balance and hit her head on the window

"Ouch…Lucas, what's wrong?" She questioned, looking at me with concern.

"My father is dying," I managed to say.

She looked at me in shock, "I… don't understand what do you mean by dying, when was the last time you saw him?" she asked, holding tight to her seatbelt.

"I saw him yesterday and he looked well, at least it looked like he was well," I said, increasing the acceleration of the car. As I pressed hard on the accelerator which made Samantha scream at the top of her voice, "Lucas, you have to calm down!"

I ignored her, how could I calm down when my father was dying? I needed to get to him as fast as I could. And if it means breaking through the road I would do it.

"Does he have any history of illness, prior to now?" She questioned, I took a quick glance at her, hands still firmly gripped to the seatbelt.

"Plea