His Girl

12 ~ Incontro

Courtney's POV

As I was put on a chair, I feel everyone staring at me. Who even are these people? Why are they looking at me? Why am I here? What are we doing down here?

I look around the room and see heaps of men, looking at me. Why am I here down here?

I hear the familiar voice of their boss and look up. He was sitting at his desk looking at paperwork.

"Courtney, what's your dad's first name?" He asks me.

"Junior." I reply softly. Why did he ask me that question? Should I have lied? Should I have not said anything? Why does he want to know?

I hear some gasps and deep breathes around the room. Why is everyone shocked at that? I look down at my feet. I really need some socks and shoes.

"This plan should work." I hear someone whisper. What is their plan?

"How good was your relationship with your dad?" Their boss asks.

What type of question is this!? I just shrugged. What the hell am I suppose to tell them? I bite my lip and sigh.

"Courtney, we need an answer. How good was your relationship with your dad?" He repeats.

I sigh and start to play with the hem of my shorts. Should I lie? Should I tell the truth? What should I say?

As if reading my thoughts Ashton sighs and moves closer to me.

"Telling the truth always helps." He tells me. Should I tell them? What if I can't trust them? They're going to kill me anyway. Someone should know before I die.

"Non-extinct." I whisper.

Their boss looks at me for a while before talking to someone in Spanish. Why didn't I learn Spanish as well? One of the very few languages I don't know, I need!

"What do you mean non-extinct?" He finally asks.

"Well, er, we, er, just don't, just don't get along." I stammer. Why can't I lie well?

"You know, Courtney." He sighs. "You're a shit liar, so start fucking explaining! Your dad surely must love you and care about you!"

That is when I fumed. How could they just assume that? They know nothing about me! I absolutely hate it when people assume things about me, especially when it comes to my home life.

"Oh yeah, he cares about me alright! Only when he's beating the shit out me or when I don't entertain his friends well enough! Or when I don't do what they want me to do! He's the best father ever! He really does love and care about me so much!" Tears were starting to fall down my cheeks. I need to get out of here! I get up but my left leg gets caught on the chair leg and I fall over. Someone picks me up, bridal style and carries me into the hallway. They lie me down and sit down next to me.

Tears kept flowing down my cheeks. Would they believe me? Probably not, like everyone else. What would they do with me now? I close my eyes and thought of everything that happened in my sixteen years. I didn't do enough! I could of done more. Was I the reason Megan got cancer? Because I wasn't good enough to be her mum figure and sister? She was my miracle sister and now cancer is taking away. I've got to do something. If I keep thinking about this, I'm going to keep blaming myself.

I open my eyes and saw Luca sitting across the hallway. Someone touches my face and I look up to see Ashton sitting next to me.

"What's your phone password?" He asks me.