Dressed For Death

CHAPTER 6

JULIETTE

"Hey sorry, but I really got to go. Something came up, and it's really urgent" I said to Hayden as I picked up my bag from my office.

"What happened?" He asked me, but I didn't have time to explain to him all the mess my father liked to put himself in.

"As I said, something urgent" I exited the room and practically jogged to the entrance of the clinic.

I felt bad for leaving Hayden in such a hurry, but the sooner I dealt with this, the sooner I can go back to do my job.

I unlocked my car and didn't waste time driving to the police station. He always did this, and I'm fucking sick and tired of this bullshit.

"What can I help you with Miss?" The secretary asked me. She must be new if she didn't recognize me. I'm coming here at least every 2 weeks if I'm lucky.

"I'm here to bail my father out. His name's Arthur Ross" I said to her.

"You can go sit, an officer will be there shortly to escort you" I nodded and went to the waiting room. I hated coming here, it was so humiliating for me.

I played with the skin around my fingers while waiting. This was giving me anxiety, and it's not my first time coming here.

"Miss Ross, I wish we would stop meeting under such circumstances," a familiar voice said to me. I looked up to see Henry standing a few feet from me.

I gave him a sad smile before grabbing my things. "Please tell me he didn't commit destruction of property like last time" I sighed.

"No, but it was bar fighting this time, and he doesn't look good," Henry said as he led me to see my father.

"I'm really sorry for all the trouble Henry. I'm trying so hard to take care of him, but it's ruining my life too" I mumbled. I was so embarrassed by this whole situation. I just wanted to crawl in a corner and never come out of it.

"Don't worry about it Juliette" He opened the door for me, and I walked into the room. "I'll be just outside if you need me" I nodded and he closed the door behind me.

My father was laying on a bench, his face completely bruised with dried blood on his lips. Fucking alcohol...

I walked towards him and shook his shoulder to wake him up. "Wake up dad, we're going home" I sighed.

He tried to swat my hand away, but he missed completely. He was still drunk, and I wanted to slap him for that.

"Go fucking away" He groaned as he turned over to face away from me. I debated walking out of that room, but instead, I hit him with my bag. That should wake him up.

"Wake up before I leave your drunk ass to rot in a dirty cell that smells like fucking piss" I practically yelled at him. I grabbed his arm and forced him to stand up.

"Ohhhh Juliette, my sweet child" He slurred as I forced him to walk. He was acting like a damn toddler stumbling around like that.

"Shut up, I don't want to hear you talk right now" I frowned. I knocked on the door and Henry opened it almost instantly.