{Trigger warning: This story deals with a lot of serious topics and situations. Heavy detail is included. Ranges from sexual assault, domestic violence, abuse of psychical and emotional, self harm, and suicide. Read with caution, this is your only w...
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"So this is your room," Andy says as I walk into the room she led me. I look around. My eyes slowly glancing around. The room was empty for the most past besides a bed with looked like fresh sheets, clean pillows, and a cute red and black comforter. Next to the bed stood a small bedside table with a lamp. I bite my lip and glance over to Andy hearing her set down a box.
"It's not much but I thought we could go and get you some stuff to make it more comfortable for you," Andy says gently. I nod slowly watching her hands mess with the box. "I got some clothes in here from Catrina. You haven't met her yet but she's a doctor over at Grey Sloan and she's dating one of the firefighters at my station. She's really nice and can also be kind of bitchy. Don't tell her I said that."
A small smile inches my lips as I look away from the woman. My smiles fades seconds later as I look to the ground.
"Y/n, it's a lot to take in and this was a last minute thing but I want you to know that I'm here. You're safe here. It might take a bit to really realize it, but you are." I stay silent listening to her, seeing Andy look at me out of the corner of my eye. She cups her hands together and nods.
"Alright..." I shift and feel her eyes on me. "Well, I'll let you settle in. Jack's coming over. You'll like him. He helped rescue you."
I stay silent. The word "rescue" making me feel different. Weird. I avoid looking at the woman and nod slowly. The sound of a couple knocks breaks the silence between us. I pick up my head and meet Andy's brown ones. She gives a small smile before turning on her heels and heads out of the room. I put down my book bag and slowly walk over to the boxes she put down. My eyes slightly scan over the variety of clothes.
"Dad, don't do that," I hear Andy say from the other room. My eyes lift from the boxes and to the door Andy had left through moments ago.
"Do what? I'm just here to see what you've done with the place," a man's voice spoke. I quietly walk towards the door and peak out, seeing Andy and a much older man than Andy was.
"No. You're here because everyone at the station is talking about me taking in this girl," Andy says, gently. I bite my lip and place my hands in front of me, leaning against the doorframe, keeping myself slightly hidden but still able to see the two. "Plus the fact I called you and told you. You didn't like it so why come here?"
"Well you know I was curious and I am your father," the man says. "Where is the kid?"
"She's in her room."
"Her room? Andrea are you really sure about this?" His voice lowers and I look down at the ground. "I mean, you're lieutenant now. Your firefighter career is just really taking off now and adding a kid to the mix. It's not right Andrea." I move slightly and walk out the room slowly down the hall.
"Dad, I love you, but this is my decision," Andy says causing me to pause.
"Andrea, I'm your father and I don't want you to make any mistakes."
