The Truth Comes Out

Chapter 23

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Sarahs P.O.V

              I was leaving the hospital finally, no more of the annoying need for doctors and nurses running in and out of my room. As my mother helps me out of bed and hands me a pair of my jeans someone knocks on the door.

             "May I enter?" a man voice was heard, Stephanie runs over yelling for them not to enter. I just quickly button my pants and searched for the feeling of the cozy bed and then u sit waiting.

              "Sarah, the detectives are here to drive over over to the station. Are you ready?" she asked, I nod as I feel her put her arm over my shoulder leading me to the door.

           About a half an hour after being in the car and listening, step by step on what they needed me to do we finally made it the station.

           "We made it." said one of the men, I hear them turn off the engine and the door opens and closes. Stephanie grabs a hold of my arm as I try and get out of the car. As I'm being taken into the station where they finally let me sit. I just waited as I hear all sorts of sounds until I felt someone's presence near me.

           "Hey Sarah how you feeling?" it Isaiah's familiar voice, I get all excited as I literally through myself at him and wrap my arms around him. I hear his little giggle and smelt his amazing scent that always warmed up my insides.

             "Sarah?" Isaiah whispers in my ear. I just nod and he laughs. " Sarah I want you to relax Tom is here okay?" when he said that my whole body tensed up. I just nodded and grabbed a hold of him even tighter.

                Awhile later, after waiting with Isaiah holding my hand tightly and I'm just shaking my leg feeling all mixed in different emotions. One of the detectives leads me to a empty room. He tells me Tom will becoming and it'll be just Tom and I. They'd be in a separate room watching, just incase he gets out of hand. As he spoke I was getting irritated, not from him talking, but my eyes. They had felt like they were burning. I kept rubbing thinking it had something in it, though the burning sensation wouldn't go away. I hear the detective leave and I sit waiting.  I started to feel as though I was seeing! It wasn't dark no more. Soon I hear the door open and act normal. I was starting to get my vision back, though my eyes were burning the light in the room was irritating. Focus Sarah, I tell myself.

             "Hello Sarah." I recognize my fathers voice. Every time he took a step I felt my whole body tingle and tense up.

              "Hi." I say, beginning to see blurryness. I shook my head and rub my eye. I close my eyes for quick second and when I open I see my father sitting across from. He was wearing a orange jumpsuit leaning back in his chair.

               "Why?" I say and he looks at me without a care in the world and smirk on his face. I shook my head he probably didn't know, but I knew what he was doing hiding everything, acting like he didn't do nothing wrong. What he didn't know was I wasn't blind. This would be my chance.

               "Why did you do it?" I yelled, though I made sure I sounded useless. Just the way he looked at me made me wanna smack him. I had to be strong though.

   

                 "It don't matter Shit your dumb ass is useless and pathetic. You ain't worth nothing. I heard your blind. Is it true?" he yelled, I so badly couldn't believe it. All he ever gave me was the pain he buried deep down in the pit of my stomach. I nodded my head and acted as though I was crying covering my face. He laughs and the I feel him stand up and I look up and look straight. Only to glance and notice him standing on my right side. He crouched down until he was right in front of my face.

              "I might be going to jail, but I can never suffer as to never seeing again. I'll be out soon. No matter what you'll never have anyone. Your moms dead and I never fucking loved you. Your nothing, but a mistake." as he finally finishes, the words repeat. My mother dead? He wouldn't lie would he. My mother is Stephanie. Right? I wanted to ask him, but I couldn't. Everything he said frontcourt no more ad to him talking about my mother. Soon enough tears just rapidly rolled down my face.

               "It's okay because the police are know you killed my mom and your not going any where, but jail." I lied, I tired to play his little game, too.

                 "You stupid bitch!" he yelled, he lifted his hand ready to hit me, but I grabbed his hand and punch him straight in the nose. As he falls to the floor I stand up and got on my knees right in front of him. He just yelled in pain covering his now bleeding nose.

            "I ain't blind! Dumbass! You'll never put your hands on me, again. You hear me?" I said, I stood up ready to kick him in his face when police ran in and grabbed me, taking me out the room.