Overcoming My Father

Chapter 14

"Chad, I'm really scared.." I stammered out. He tightened his grip on my hand. "Area, it's okay. I won't let anything hurt you. You don't have to do this right now, if you don't want too. Whenever you're ready." He said and kissed my cheek. I buried my face in his chest and waited in the waiting room of the hospital.

"Area, they're ready for you." A nurse came in and said. I got up, and motioned for chad to stay. I wanted to do this on my own. She took me to where Tina was, the therapist from before. I took a deep breathe and walked in the room and sat down. "Hi area, what did you come to talk to about today?" She asked sweetly. I looked down and avoided her gaze. "My dad." She waited a minute before she replied, "what about him?" "He.. He.. Um. He.. Touches.. Me. And hits.. Me. Sometimes.." I barely manage to stammer out. I started crying and she handed me a tissue. She asked me a bunch of questions, and I answered as best as I could. She informed me that they'd have to involve the police, which terrified me. But I knew I had too. I couldn't keep living like this. A million thoughts flooded through my mind on the way to the police station. Chad, just held my hand and silently drove. He always knew what I needed.

The police station followed a similar routine, they asked me lots of questions and I did my best to answer them. I had to give them details of the incidents with my dad. It was painful, there were times when I had to pull my knees to my chest and just cry. I almost lost it on the cops a few times. But they remained calm and patient with me. They listened and recorded what I said. By the end of the conversation I wasn't feeling anything anymore. I was relieved when I was done talking to them.

"Chad? Can I stay at your place for a few nights? They haven't gotten ahold of my mom yet." I said walking towards where he was waiting for me. "Of course." He grabbed my hand and pulled me to his truck. I felt completely and utterly dead on the inside. There was no emotion what so ever. I was mentally, emotionally, and physically drained. Chad made my favourite food, grilled cheese and made me eat. He gave me one of his shirts and a pair of his pj pants, and sent me off for a shower. I had to use boy shampoo and stuff, but it smelt like him so I didn't care. I was really worried about everything. My dad, what was going to happen to him? Would he go to jail? Would I have to testify? What about my mom? Would she believe me? Would she be okay? Would we have to move? I had so many worries on my mind, I just needed a break. Sleep, would be a perfect escape.

I got out of the shower and went into the living room, chad was waiting for me. He saw me, got up and offered the couch to me. I took it willingly and laid my dead self down. He kissed my forehead and rubbed my back until I fell soundly asleep.