My Daughters Father

Chapter 18

Aviana's pov
I wake up to a loud banging on the door to Doms house. I sit there in fear of who is outside of that door. I start breathing heavily, a sudden barge through the bedroom door I am in makes me hop in surprise and fear. It's Dom!!!

"What did you do you little bitch? Who did you call behind my back" he growls angrily pushing me up against the wall with his hands on the collar of my shirt.

I start crying, sobbing actually. I am afraid of what he's going to do to me. I shut my eyes waiting for an impact; but it never comes.

Everything stars to get blurry and my eyes start to sting. My hands start to shake uncontrollably and the next thing I know I'm sitting in a police car.

I'm sitting here, confused as hell. I can't remember a thing that happened to me after Dom started yelling.

My head hurts and I am really hungry. The last time I ate was when I was with my dad before the gas station incident. That was almost 2 days ago.

"Hi there Aviana, I'm officer Wilson, I'm from the L.A police department".

I instantly snap my head to the voice. He is sitting on the passenger side of the car. I sit there not saying anything. I just think.

L.A, I'm back in L.A. I'm away from Dom. I'm safe, nobody can harm me anymore. I actually saved myself. I'm going back home with my mom. I can't believe it. I thought I was never going to get rescued.

I smile at the cop and cry. I cry because I'm safe, I'm cry because I'm going home, I'm cry because I've made it out of all this shit that had happened in my life for the last week and a half. I just cry.

"We are taking you back to the police station to ask you some questions okay sweetheart"? He states kindly.

I nod my head still crying.

"Don't cry, you're safe with us I promise you will go home soon".

I wipe my tears and sigh. My stomach rumbles and officer Wilson chuckles at the sudden outburst. I blush and silently giggle.

I see him reach down by his feet, and grab a white paper bag with some red designs and a big yellow M on it. Now anyone who lives in the U.S can tell what fast food place this is. It's McDonalds. I've never eaten there only because my mom thinks that it's the most unhealthy place in the world.

"Here you go kid, there's a 10 piece chicken nugget with a medium fry in the bag". He says giving it to me.

I get the food out of the bag and open the chicken nuggets. I grab one looking at it, like its some type of foreign thing.

"What you've never seen a chicken nugget before"? Wilson asks.

I look up from the odd shaped fried chicken.

"I've never had McDonalds before". I reply.

He looks at me and chuckles.

"Really, that's insane I eat it at least once a week". He states.

I raise my eyebrows up in surprise. I bring my attention back to my chicken nugget. I take a little nip at it at swallow it, not really chewing it.

10 minutes later.
I finish eating the last fry in the box, when we arrive at the police station. I get down with the paper bag in my hand somewhat nervous to release it from my grip. I get escorted in the lobby and sit down on the comfy plush chair.

A couple of minutes later officer Wilson comes back into the lobby with a pen and notepad in hand. I'm still holding on to the McDonalds bag.

"Okay Aviana I want you to be honest with me, okay sweetheart"? He says.