Sam and I

Chapter 14

"Who are you visiting?" The officer asked me.

"Landon Youngblood," I tell him.

"What is your name?"

"Juliani Youngblood."

"Go through that door and go to window three," he says.

"Thank you," I tell him.

I bite my lip and went in.

"It will be fine," Sam tells me holding my hand.

"Thank you."

I sat down and my heart felt like it was about to pound out of my chest. I saw my Dad and it felt like a billion bad memories ran through my head. He sat down in front of me and grabbed the phone as I did.

"Hi Dad," I say nervously.

"Hello Juliani, I am so sorry for what I did I feel so bad," he began to ramble about everything and the guilt he felt.

"I forgive you," I tell him with a smile on the verge of tears.

"What?" He asks me with a confused look.

"I came to tell you, I have forgiven you and I wanted to ask you if you truly changed," I say genuinely.

"I have," he tells me looking me in my eyes.

"Okay," I tell him trying to process everything I just did and what he said.

"How are you and your mother?"

"Overall we are good," I lie straight through my teeth.

"You are lying."

"What?"

"I guess it never changed, but I realized when you were very young. Whenever you lie you tap your pointer finger on your right hand, so tell me what has been happening."

"Well, first Sam died, then every Sunday Mom drinks a wine bottle in your honor, I am bullied to the point I have scars all over my body, next I recently went to court for being a victim of a small sexual assault, there you go," I say bluntly.

His eyes got big not knowing how to respond.

"How are you doing?" I ask him.

"I am getting through life hoping to get out and your mother to take me back."

I bite my lip than look down. It got quiet.

"Well, I see you are in you're a punk rocker now," he says trying to change the subject.

"Yeah, I am and my boyfriend is too," I tell him with a smile.

"Boyfriend?"

"I am almost 17 Dad."

"That is true, but you have to realize that I haven't seen you in a very long time and you will always be my little girl."

I chuckled and looked up at this man who used to be the crap out of me yet has definitely changed.

"I am shocked your mom has let you see me."

"She doesn't know I am here, my boyfriend took me, his name is Logan."

"Did he introduce you to punk or did you discover it on your own?"

"I discovered your old punk cassettes and CD's in the basement."

"Which one was your favorite's?"

"39 smoothed/slappy hours by Green day, Rocket to Russia by Ramones, I also enjoy Walk Among Us by Misfits, there are a' lot I do enjoy, but I also like many different genres I like. Punk music is just my favorite. "

"I could never be more proud."

"Thanks, Dad."

I did not expect to just have a normal conversation with him, this was amazing. My Dad has truly changed.

"Visiting hours are over," The officer says.

"Bye Dad, it was nice to see you have changed," I tell him wanting to give him a hug, but there is a glass window in the way.

"Bye Juliani, I am glad to see you have become an amazing, beautiful young lady. I love you."

I smile and just nod. Love is a strong word that I prefer not to use often. It has a lot of meaning yet overused way too often.

I walk out behind a couple other people as Sam follows me.

"That went really well," Sam tells me.

"Yeah, it did," I respond still processing what just happened.

"He truly cares about you."

"I know."

"Do you know if you want to come back?"

"I have no idea yet."

"I will let you process it."

As I exit I see Logan waiting in the car obviously singing and as I get closer while I hear the music it sounds familiar. It sounded like Taylor Swift. My hardcore punk rock boyfriend likes Taylor Swift. I mean I can't judge because I love her too, but still.

"Your boyfriend is a dork," Sam tells me with a serious look.

"He is my dork," I respond with a smile.

I stand by the passenger door looking threw then tap on the window. He saw me and freaked.

"I saw it," I say with a smile chuckling.

"Crap..."

"And it was adorable," I say with a smile getting in.

"I probably look like a dork or even worse a 'normal'," He says slamming his head onto the steering wheel.

"You are not a 'normal' and you are a dork, my dork. Also, I listen to her too, it's impossible to hate her. She is an amazing person and has amazing talent. It can be our dirty little secret. Music reference intended," I tell him with a chuckle.

"You are the best."

"I know, now crank up some T.Swift!" I tell him as he starts to go.

"Before that, if you still want to, why is your father in jail?"

"Domestic and child abuse. I needed to tell him I have forgiven him, my Mom finally gave me the letters saying he was truly saved and he is sorry."

"I honestly do not know how to respond," He says glaring at me than looking back at the road.

"Just say okay and don't judge."

"I won't if that is how you feel, I fully support you."

"Thank you."

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Dollhands