Dollhouse (COMPLETED)(South Park)

Chapter 16| Ruby

"And that's what happened officer." I say confidently, placing a hand to my jaw. After all that talking, it has begun to ache. I'm not surprised. I told him exactly what happened in that hospital room.

All of it.

He stares at me, eyes wide and mouth agape.

"You might want to close your mouth sir." I suggest. "Don't want to catch flies."

He shakes his head. "This can't be true. I've known Thomas my whole life." He says in disbelief, looking at me differently.

I lean back in my chair, feeling confident that this will take that fucker I called a dad down. "If you want even more proof, check the security cameras for Hells Pass Hospital, room six, first floor."

The chief sighs, and stares at the hand imprint on my cheek. He can't see my bruised jaw as my hand is over it, but it's not as worse as the imprint. My dad's actual hand shape is marked on my face in red, and he probably can't get over that.

In some ways, I can't either. But I don't want to think negatively. Especially since I am so close to justice, I can almost taste it.

"I guess I have no choice but to send a car off to your house." The chief says, picking up his walkie talkie and speaking into it. I can't stop the smile from forming on my face as he speaks.

I'll finally have justice. Thomas Tucker will be thrown behind bars. Craig will be safe, and so will I. We can be free to be whoever we want to be. I can admit to getting Fs, Craig can be with Tweek and not be scared for his life. He won't have to see that dreaded Tatiana again, and I won't be judged for being friends with Ike.

"Okay Ruby, you and two of my finest officers are going to get into a car, and go off to your house." The chief tells me.

"I get to ride in a police car?" He nods. "That's so cool!"

I not only get to see my dad restrained, but I get to ride in a police car too? Can this day get any better?

The chief leads me out of his office, were two police officers are stood waiting. They're equipped with batons, guns and pepper spray. One is a dark female with braided hair, the other a pale skinned man with dark hair.

"Okay Ruby, this is Officer Brewin." He points to the man. "And this is Officer Walt." He points to the woman. "You'll be traveling to your house with them."

I raise my hand in greeting. "Hi." I can tell they're both staring. They look from the blood soaked bandage, the jaw bruise and finally to the hand imprint. "My dad did this." I clarify, motioning to my injures and they both quietly nod.

"Come with us to the car." Officer Walt tells me. She smiles, but it's one of pity. It makes me want to tell her I'm not a person to be pitied. That I'm strong, and that I'm going to make sure my dad goes away for this.

Her pitiful smile makes me want to hit her.

As we walk to the car, Officer Brewin doesn't speak once. However, Officer Walt attempts to start a conversation with me, multiple times. I know she's trying to be kind, but right now, I'm not exactly in the mood to discuss how I style my hair.

They allow me to sit in the back seat of the car. The seats are comfy leather, and in comparison to the hospital beds feel like heaven. They smell nice too.

The ride is relatively short, and the small talk has turned into a dull silence. I watch the houses wiz by out of the car window, wishing that the two would put the radio on. I'm not going to lie, the tension in the car is ruining my mood.