And Then We All Fell Down...[EDITING]

Chapter 18: All's Fair In Love And War

Chapter 18: All's Fair In Love And War

The next morning, I'd woken up with an aching back. I sat up and thats when I remembered where I was. I was at the police station with my dad and I'd fallen asleep after crying my eyes out. I'd noticed the lack of a person next to me and fear ran through me. Jolting up, I immediately walked to an officers desk and demanded to know where my dad was.

"Last name?" The officer drawled on.

"Williams." I basically spat.

"You're father has been taken to the nearest jail center. He will stay there until his trial."

"When is his trial?" I asked trying not to lunge at the officer who was really taking their sweet time to give me what I needed.

"The 24th."

I sighed in some form relief. That was the end of this week. My dad would be okay.. Right?

"Of next month."

I took three deep breaths and backed away slowly from the desk. I couldn't believe this. This was all my fault. All. My. Fault. I couldn't handle being at the police station, so I ran. I ran and ran. It wasn't until I was in front of a house that I realized whose it was.

It was Alexis'. I guess it was since I needed some form of comfort and I knew being here would give me that, so my heart took me here. I sat on the front step and cried. and cried. And cried again. I couldn't believe how much my life has spiraled downwards. I lost my bestfriend, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to lose my dad and this happened all in a span of a year. I had no one. I'm sure Anilah would be here but let's face it. She can never replace these two.

After about an hour, I decided to walk home. When I got in my house I saw Anilah sleeping soundly on the couch. Shutting the door as quietly as possible, I tip toed my way to the stairs but thanks to the damned creaky floor, Anilah woke up.

"Stella?"

"Yeah, its me."

"Oh my god. Stella I was so worried didn't you get my texts? Where have you been?"

"N-no. I didn't. Sorry."

"As long as you're okay. Where's your dad?"

And with that I burst into tears.

Again.

Since I couldn't deal with all of this, I told Anilah I'll talk to her later and walked up to my room. Laying in my bed, it seemed that sleep overcame me almost automatically.

I woke up around 4 hours later and my throat felt absolutely horrible. It was strained and my voice was raw as ever.

"Anilah?" I tried calling out but it was no use.

Getting up I walked down the stairs and saw my phone on the counter. I picked it up to see that Anilah had left about an hour ago because her mom was home. But if I needed her I could just call and she'd bring me to her house. Sitting on the couch, I just thought to myself and kept asking where everything went wrong. A year ago, I was Happy. I really was. I had the two people that I wanted to be with forever. Now I have neither. I felt tears well up but I refused to cry again. I had to look at the upside of it all. Sure Alexis isn't coming back but my dad had a chance of coming back.

I hope.

His hearing was coming up so I had to figure out what I was going to say. So instead of sitting down and feeling bad for myself, I hopped into the shower and began coming up with all the reasons as to why my dad is innocent.

For one, he has a stable job and I've been taken care of pretty good ever since my panic attacks reduced to a minimum. Overall, the only thing my dad would have to worry about is whatever the hell he did to Parker(not that I'm against whatever he did). And trust me if my dad does have to go to jail, he'll most likely have a set bail and I will get him out no matter what it takes. It was one thing that I lost Alexis. I've been able to slowly come to terms with that. But with my dad? I'll never be able to live with myself because once again it'll be my fault. And then the whole situation that happened with Alexis will happen all over again. And I definitely dont want to experience that.
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THE DAY OF THE TRIAL

I woke up with an unsettling feeling. I was happy to finally see my dad but I was also scared because I had no idea how the trial was going to go. I was slightly confident that it would go well, but it also depended on the judge. If we get a nice enough judge then most likely my dad will be okay. But if the judge is a total bitch, there's no way it'll go well. While I was on my way to the courtroom I prayed the whole way there. To be honest, I wasn't really a religious person but this was different. It wasn't about wanting my dad home. I needed him home. He was my rock. He IS my rock. My mom left when I was younger and it was usually just us two. I mean I have an older sister but she's not really of any relevance to our lives so we dont talk about her.

About 20 minutes later, I arrived at the courthouse and my nerves kicked into high gear. I just prayed that this went well. Walking inside, the first person I saw was my dad. So without any second thought, I ran to him and jumped into his arms.

After we released, my dad grabbed my hand and nodded to the door signaling the words, "Let's go kick their butts."

And thankfully, we did. They actually decided that my dad was to be on probation and that he'd have to go to this anger management class since thats what they think happened. You see, my dad told the police that he and Parker were involved in a talk that escalated into a pretty wild fight. He also told them that he has quite the temper and that he was genuinely sorry for all that happened. They also required that my dad physically apologize to Parker who had been released from the hospital. My dad being the soft he truly was, he agreed and I opted to go with him. I had a couple things to say to him.

So, after we left the courthouse in a complete joy, we decided to get the apology out the way and headed to Parker's house. Instead of both of us going up, I would actually go by myself and if Parker threatened anything, my dad would pop up. When we got there and I rang the doorbell, Parker's appearance was honestly priceless. He still had a black eye and his left arm was broken.

"You're looking well Parker." I said smugly.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Well, the judge ordered my dad to apologize to you as part of his probation. But I decided that I'll do it for him." I said stepping up closer to parker. "I'm sorry that you weren't beaten to a pulp. I'm sorry that my dad didnt kill you. You deserve everything coming to you. You're a worthless piece of shit that I hope rots in hell."

"Well look who grew a pair of balls. I guess you're not still that hopeless little bitch who anyone could walk over." Parker said who stepped a little closer. "But I know you are. You're daddy isn't always going to be there for you. I still have one good arm and you're daddy isn't here to save you now is he?"

"Actually he is." My dad stepping up. "Now I'd advise you to step back from my daughter before you DON'T have another arm. And I promise that if you put your hands on my daughter again you won't live to see anyone or anything again. The judge said I had to apologize to you so I'm sorry."

"Are you really?"

"Fuck no. They just said I had to apologize. But they didnt say I had to mean it and I promise you I don't mean it and never will."

After that, me and my dad left a what seemed to be terrified Parker standing in his doorway.

I already claimed that this was the best day ever because I was getting my dad back, but now it definitely was. And what made it even better?

I saw a twinkle in the sky and I knew it was Alexis smiling down at me.

Okay okay, NOW its the best day ever.

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