Chapter 22 Doomed

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MY POV

I sat in this stupid little room for well over 20 minutes answering all the questions that grouchy cop wanted to know. I had to give him my fathers name, number, occupation, and address. It took me another ten minutes to convince the officer that I wasn't lying about who my father was. I was ready to explode from being told over and over that I was lying, until another cop entered the room telling the grouch that I was indeed the daughter of Dave Batista.

The three cops talked quietly outside of the room. I couldn't hear what they were saying but I didn't like their facial expressions. Finally all three cops walk back into the room. Grouchy takes a seat while the nice cop and the new cop stand near the door. Grouchy looks at me with a pissed of expression 

We got a hold of you father. He is on his way to the station

I never felt so many emotions all at once like I did sitting here. I was glad that my father was coming to get me out of here, but I was mad knowing that my trip to Washington would be ruined. I was relieved to not have to go to juvie, but I was petrified of how much trouble I was in. 

I didn't know how long it would take my father to get to the station, but as much as I wanted out of here, I wasn't in no rush. I went over all the rules of my fathers that I had broke over the last few days in my head. I stole(many times), but my father only knows of the necklace. I ran off and stayed away without contacting my dad. He didn't know about my trip to Washington, he also didn't know about my dating Dylan. Maybe I wasn't in as much trouble as I was afraid of.

My father would certainly be pissed that I took off, but he also has had a couple days to cool off about it. My stealing a 2 million dollar necklace wasn't the smartest idea, and I have no way of explaining it to my father. I promised my mother that I wouldn't tell my father about me helping her with her money troubles, so I can't tell him I took the necklace to get money for my mother.

I guess I will just have to deal with my fathers lecture, and take my punishment. I was feeling very confident with myself, as well as truly believing that I wasn't scared of what was to come. I can handle any punishment my father gives me. I will just tell him straight out that I did what I did, and I don't have to explain why. I was not going to let him stop me from going to Washington either. I was making my own decisions and he just better accept that. The more I talked to myself the more cocky I felt. I was no longer intimidated, I was no longer nervous, I was totally under control.

That is until the door opened and another cop escorted my father into the room. My dad walked over to the table and sat across from me not saying a word. All my confidence went out the window. The grouchy officer handed my father some paper work to sign, stating that the jewelry store wouldn't press charges, if my father paid for the necklace. Dad listened to the officer, while he explained the paperwork but never took his eyes off me.

 Dad listened to the officer, while he explained the paperwork but never took his eyes off me

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I kept looking at the table, not able to stand the look in my fathers eyes. After signing the papers my father made out a check for $2, 500,000.00 to cover the cost of the necklace, as well as the damages I caused to the restaurant(I didn't know I caused any damages). 

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