𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 - 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙

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There's just silence. Just the noises of the hospital coming from outside. I look at Mike, avoiding the detective's looks.
"All.. right." The woman says, clasping her hands together with a sigh. She doesn't know what to say- just trying to find the right words or questions. "Did.. uhm.. did your father also cause your injuries, Michael?"

"Yeah."

"Okay.." she looks at her partner and they start to whisper to each other quietly. They then both turn back to us. "There will be an investigation: a second investigation on this man, to be clear."

A sense of relief washes over me. This is it- he's done for. Finally. We can all live in peace, I can start to forget all he's done to me.

"However.. we couldn't find enough evidence to back up the cases of the children?" She looks at us.
"The basement inside my home." Mike looks up. "That's where you'll find it all. If that doesn't prove it, I.. I don't know what will." Hold on, how does he know about the basement stuff?

"We will look into this. I'm.. I'm deeply sorry for what you both have been through- if this is all true." She smiles warmly and we both nod. "I'll.. do the best I can to uhm.. update you on the situation."

"Thank you." I blurt out, causing them all to look at me. "Thank you so much." This is all I've ever wanted to hear. Why didn't I tell them sooner? This could've all been over ages ago.

Detective Newton nods with a smile. "So after you came out of the bathroom, this man was there and attacked you?" Her tone is more sympathetic than before.
"Basically." I watch Caine write down paragraphs.
"How, exactly, did he harm you?"

"He.. choked me. H- he was going to kill me.. and then Mike showed up behind him with a uhm.. a baseball bat." I exhale.

"Is this true?" Newton looks at Mike who nods. "Can we have your side of the story?"

"I uh.. I felt the vibration on the floor boards from.. them stumbling around I guess. I thought she might have fallen over or something.. so I looked out and saw the situation."

"Your father didn't see you?"

"His back was to me. But I could see him holding Y/N up against the wall.. by.. by her throat." He keeps his stare at the floor. I can't even imagine what he's going through. This is his own father.

"So you attacked him?"
"Well, I confronted him first. I distracted him- we both did. And then I hit him."
"Did you hurt him badly?"

"He was going to kill her- I had to do something! I couldn't call the police- I knew they wouldn't be here in time! I- I just panicked!"
"It's alright, Mr Afton." Her voice softens.
"Don't call me that." He snaps, glaring at the coffee table. "Everyone calls him that."

She falls quiet. "Michael." She corrects herself but he doesn't say anything. He just stares. I pull my hand from his and rub his back, taking his hand into my other hand instead.

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