𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭

Chapter 20: Court Hearing

Olivia's POV

I walked downstairs heading towards the front door. Today is the court hearing, also the day that my mother might have full custody of me. My heart has been racing ever since I woke up this morning. I couldn't stop pacing around. I'm so nervous about this, I never been to a courtroom before. Of course, dad has been in there because of his experience of being a lawyer from time to time. He did law study for four years then did business afterwards. He wanted me to be a lawyer but he insists on me being a doctor instead.

I heard footsteps coming down the hallway. I stopped pacing for a minute to get myself together.

"Hi, dad."

"Hello."

"Are you nervous about this?"

"Me, nervous?" He chuckled "honey, the one thing you should know about me is that nervousness are a sign of weakness. I have a strong heart &  hard chest. Haven't I taught you that years ago?"

"Yes, you did."

"Therefore, i'm not nervous. Although this is my first time being in a courtroom in some years."

"How are you feeling?"

"Still having back pains."

"When do we go to the hearing?"

"Pardon me?" He gave me a confused look.

"The court hearing, what time?"

He giggled "your not coming."

"But the paper said I have too."

"I have a perfect excuse for that, darling. Don't you worry your honey blonde hair about it."

"I think I need to be in that courtroom, dad. Its the right thing to do."

"No, you don't. End of the discussion."

"Why?"

He arched an eyebrow "is that back-talk I hear? Or is that the sound of my ancestors telling me to smack the fuck out of you?"

"I'm just saying, dad."

"You were saying that your going to be in your room until I return home."

"Seriously dad?"

"Don't tempt me" he warned.

I sighed, unbelievable. I can't go to court with him? This is so unfair & wrong. What could possibly be so terrifying that I can't be there for?

"Fine, dad." I walked passed him but received a quick grabbed from the back of my neck. He pushed me against the wall extremely hard almost knocking the wind out of me.

"How dare you disrespect me!"

"I didn-" his big hand was now wrapped around my neck causing me to gasp. His other side started to appear. Those blue eyes were now brown.

"I'm sorry!"

"I will break your fucking neck!" He tightened his grip a litte. I tried to release from his grip but it ended up getting tighter. I felt myself gasping for air. My vision was getting blurry due to my watery tears.

"Dad, please!" I managed to let out. He loosen up his grip, my breathing went back to normal. His hand was now on my jaw squeezing it a bit. He brought my face to his, eyes to eyes.

"Don't you ever disrespect me like that ever again!"

"Yes, sir." He let go of my jaw. I touched my neck, it stings badly. He went in the mirror & fixed his half straight/curly hair.

"I expect you to be in your room by 5 pm. I should be home by 9 pm. If you walk out of this house, I will be immediately notified."

Fuck, I completely forgot about the ankle monitor. I've been wearing it so long that it stuck to my body like glue. So, sneaking out is no longer a mission.

"You can go in the kitchen & eat. You can go to the bathroom to use the toilet. The doors will be locked & chained. No one is too come over here or be knocking on my door. If does, call me immediately" he continued.

"Yes, sir."

He grabbed his breifcase & jacket. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek & opened the front door.

"Later, honey."

"Bye, dad."