The Professor's Daughter [Part 2 of 2]

2 | The Monster

Leah's POV

As any normal person should be, I am still freaking out about this whole Jennifer situation. I am angry and sad and more than anything, I am scared.

I am riding home in an uber replaying everything in my head. I didn't ever tell her I love her, or kiss her... I mean, I did, but she was asleep. I didn't think- this should not be happening.

I arrive at my house and my skin starts ro crawl and my blood boils inside of me. Knowing that the monster responsible for all of this is right inside that door... disgusting.

I head inside and go directly to my room, locking myself inside. It takes all of about ten seconds for the pounding and yelling to begin. I am angry and very emotionally involved in this, so of course I react. I jump up and swing the door open, letting it hit the wall.

"I want it all. Everything in this room is coming out except for your mattress." He hisses. I take my phone and hurl it at him as hard as I can. "Here! Take it, take it all. Fuck you. I hate you. You are the biggest piece of pathetic shit I have ever seen in my life. You are a shit father, you beat your wife and daughter, and you ruin everything. You are a sick son of a bitch." I yell. This draws the attention of both my mother and my little brother and I do not even care.

"Get the fuck out of my face. I can't even look at yo-" as the words leave my lips my father lunges at me, putting his fist at my face. I close my eyes and let him hit me. He quickly shakes off his hand and glances at my mom, who is crying. "Baby..." she whimpers. My father quickly turns to her and gives her one of his looks. She shuts up and cowers down out of fear. He takes my phone and computer and leaves my room without another word.

That is what it takes, huh? Being the big boss-man of the house requires beating on a woman? Who would have thought...?

Once he is gone I start to cry and smile to myself. I grab Jennifer's phone from the wasitband of my pants and take photos of my freshly bruised face.

Some may think what I just did was crazy, but it was my only choice. I am not staying here in this house, and my only way out is proving to Jennifer's sister and whoever else that I am not safe here. He has no idea I still have Jennifer's phone. What is he gonna do? Take it? He can't.

I send the photos to Jennifer's sister and she replies quickly.

"What the hell happened to your face?"

"What happened is my father. He is abusive and I need out. Danielle, I know you do not know me, and you probably do not even like me very much because of everything going on with Jennifer, but please get me out of here. I need to be in a position where I can do something...anything... to help Jennifer. I love her."

"Leah, this is not going to be easy."

"I don't care! Nothing about my relationship with Jennifer ever has been easy. It has always been worth it though. I am not giving up on the only person who hasn't given up on me, Danielle. I need her. If you can't do something, I will go to the police myself."

"Do not do that. Meet me at the Starbucks beside Jennifer's apartment in thirty minutes. Do not tell anyone you are meeting me. Okay? Text me from her phone and be careful."

"Okay."

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I get an uber to pick me up outside my house, and as I walk out the door my father is screaming at me. I ignore him and get into the car anyway and head to Starbucks.

This whole thing is absolutely insane. It is my worst nightmare come true. Seeing someone you love being put in jail for doing absolutely nothing wrong is the worst feeling I have felt yet. I thought I knew pain when Jennifer and I broke up, but this is a new level of pain. I have her, she is mine... but they took her from me. It is the most helpless feeling in the universe.

The silence in the car gives me time to think about what has happened. There is obviously no repairing the relationship between my father and I. To think that just a few months ago I was so terrified of him and what he would do to me if I so much as breathed the wrong way... comparing that Leah to the one who stood there today and cursed him out to his face... wow.

Love really does change a person, but then again hating someone is easy when they are as shitty as my father.

I arrive to the coffee shop and go inside, hood on and sunglasses too. This bruise on my face is not the cutest thing in the world.

I see Jennifer's sister and go sit at the table with her, anxious as hell.

"You okay?" "Not at all." I say and take my glasses off, giving her a better view of my face. She shakes her head and sighs. "How many times has he done this?" "Enough. He beats my mother like an Everlast punching bag every damn day." I inform her and reach for the cup on the table. She sighs and shakes her head.

"I don't know anything about you and I'm sure Jennifer hasn't said much about me to you, but we are about to get to know each other very well, very fast. So let's just jump into it, shall we? How long have you been sleeping with my sister?" Danielle asks me. "Months... I guess a little more than 4 or 5." I say and shrug. "Does anyone else know?" She asks me. "My best friend does, but she'd never say a word." "Does Jennifer know your dad hits you?" She continues, asking me these questions in a very intimidating tone. "Yeah, I briefly told her about it." I say, feeling a little weird. "Where do you two have sex at? Please, do not tell me the school." "This is all necessary?" I ask, raising my brows. Danielle sighs, "you really think I would ask about her sex life for fun?" "Her apartment." I grumble. "Good."

The questions continue and she pulls out her phone and makes a call. I wait patiently and nervously.

"Leah, I am going to do something incredibly stupid and very risky. The only reason I am doing it is because I can tell you love her. That look you get in your eyes when you talk about her and the life you two have together is real, and it's powerful. Don't lose that...ever. Okay?" She says, her voice kind and soft now. I nod my head and adjust my hood on my head, trying to cover the side of my face. "I need to see her." I whisper, my voice cracking. "You can't see her. Not until we get her out, okay? I can try to let you talk to her, but it's going to take me a minute. I know this is not what you want to hear, but Jennifer isn't getting out today, and it probably won't be tomorrow either. I'm not going to send you home, you can stay at Jennifer's apartment. I will make sure nothing happens with your dad trying any bullshit." She says.

The fact that her sister is so willing to help is making me feel a lot more okay with things. It gives me hope I didn't have before.

"Listen, my parents are going to be very upset when they find out about this if they haven't already, okay? So please just keep quiet and let me handle this as quietly as possible. It has to be a secret." She says. I nod my head and she nods her head as she gets up, wanting me to follow her.

I don't know what she has planned, but it better be something good. I need something good to happen.