So, That's Your Dad? (Freddie Mercury)

Chapter Eleven: Confession

I need to leave. I cannot stay in this environment for another minute. I'm scared to be here and I'm scared to face him. He's going to see me again and I'm scared of getting hit again. I feel trapped and I don't know what to do. There is nobody who I can talk to, not even my parents. I'm sad now and that has been my mood for the entire day. I feel unsafe. Home is the only place where I am safe, and that's where I'm gonna go when first period is over.

      The bell rings and I want to bolt straight home. I have my head down as I make my way to the courtyard. Nobody ever really goes there and I'll be able to escape successfully. I make it there and I plan on jumping the brick wall, crossing through the woods, and walking down the road to make it to my large house. I'm about to bring this plan into action. "Tiff!" I hear a deep British voice call out. I see Ben as I turn around. "Hey." I replied sheepishly as he approached me and we were really close.

      I now realized how strong his arms look, it almost scared me. He was stronger than Asher and I can't imagine what he could do. Part of me knows that he wouldn't hurt me. I wish that I could have a man like Ben. He would only touch me with affection and not aggression. He beautiful on the outside and inside. I can't feel this way about him. He has so much going on in his life, and doesn't have time for a girl nor does he need one. "Where are you going?" He asked me.

"Home." I replied. He looked saddened all of a sudden. I wonder why. I only said that I was going home, not that someone died. He placed one of his hands on my lower back. Why is he being gentle towards me? I don't deserve it. I really don't. "Sit down Tiff, we need to talk." He said and lead me over to a bench near the fountain which had water shooting out of it. I'm nervous for this conversation that I am being forced to have.

Does he know something that I don't? Or does he know what I didn't want him to know? We're sitting there and Bens rests his arm along the back of the bench. "Whats up?" I wondered. He shook his head. I want him to just get it all out. I don't like whenever people don't tell me everything because it confuses me, and I hate being confused. "No Tiff, it's more like what's up with you. I'm really worried about you. Both Joe and I are." He began. I crossed my legs and tried to sit up more straight. But I wasn't confident enough to do so.

"What do you mean?" I asked. I have to play stupid in order for me to deny anything that he is going to ask me. "Your face looked worse today, you had an entire bruise on your cheek. I want to know what happened to you." Ben said. I shook my head. I hate lying but I have to. "Ben, I'm fine. I'm more than Alright." I lied. I would never expect this from him. He seemed to have an extremely strong exterior. Nothing could break him. He then had tears pooling out of his eyes. He was crying a storm. "You're not fine. Please tell me who did this to you. Not what did it, Who." He begged.

      I feel guilty now. Can I trust that he won't tell anybody? Maybe I can. This could possibly be the person who I can talk to that I always needed. "Joe told me that your excuse was that you fell down the stairs. Neither of us believe that." He said wiping his tears away. "Yeah I did. I fell down a flight of stairs named Asher." I revealed. He stood up and now had rage in his blue eyes. It wasn't anger, it was rage. "What?! Oh bitch! Oh bitch! Where is he at?! IM GOING TO FUCK HIM UP!!!!" He began to scream and even clapped his hands.

      I stand up. "No. There's a better way that we can fix this. Now that I have some form of help." I said as he began to calm down. "No. See how he feels getting punched in the fucking face." He said now taking a sip of water. We both stand in silence for a moment. I guess we were thinking, I didn't know what exactly to think. "I have an idea. I know who your dad is by the way, Joe told me everything, pretty cool. But maybe you can tell him." Ben suggested. I rejected the statement immediately and shook my head. "No. Absolutely not." I responded.

      "Come on Tiffany! You need help! Your dad has a voice and I'm certain that he loves you enough to do something." Ben stated harshly. No. It wouldn't work. "It's not that easy. My dad almost loves me too much, I don't want him to be hurt by this. I hate seeing him upset I really do. He'd be disappointed in me."I said being on the verge of tears. Ben sighed. He seemed helpless just as I did. "Tiffany, you have to tell him or I will." He threatened. He can't do this. "Fuck you." I told him and threw my book bag over the brick wall so that I can escape a lot more smoothly.

      "Tiff, I'm only trying to help." He said. I looked over at him knowing that he's right. "I know, thank you." I told him. He held out his arms. Why is he trying to hug me? I don't deserve love or affection at all. I gave in and hugged him tightly as he did the same for me. He even went as far to kiss me on the top of my head. I felt safe in his arms and that's what I needed. We then hear a door open, and there's Asher. Ben just nodded and then I made a run for it.

Ben's POV

     As soon as I made it to my apartment, I bolted straight to the phone next to my bed. Tiffany was all which was on my mind today. I could not get her out of my head. I have to help her. She needs it the most. I sit down and pull out the phone book. I was tired but I didn't care, Tiffany came first. I look in the M section and there's no one with the last name of Mercury, of course. I know what to do as an alternative, check under Bulsara. 

      There are four people named Freddie Bulsara. Shit. Here goes nothing. I dial the number and hold the phone up to my ear. "Hello?" An English but normal voice to me answered the phone. It sounds like Freddie, and I don't know what to say. I'm not star struck, I just don't know how to lay the cards down to him. "Hi is this Freddie Mercury?" I wondered. He sighed and I can tell that he doesn't want to talk but it's important. He probably thinks I'm just some fan and I understand that.

     "Wait, before you hang up, there is something that you need to know! It's about your daughter." I stated as calmly as I could. I wanted to cry thinking about the situation she is in, it breaks my heart. He seemed confused for a moment. "How do you know that I have a daughter?" He wondered. "I got to school with her, and we're very good friends. But I'm worried about her, that's why I called you." I told him. He paused. "Can you hold on for a second?" He asked me. "Of course." I replied.

After about a minute or two he was back on the line. "Ok, so what's your name? I'm just wondering." He asked. I didn't mind him asking questions, if it were my child I would ask questions too. "Ben Hardy." I answered. I'm not even thinking about the fact that I'm on the phone with a legend. To me he's just Tiff's dad. "How do you know each other?" He interviewed. "We have a few classes together, I sit with her at lunch, and we're both good friends with Joe." I answered. "Ok. So what's the problem with her?" He asked. "You will not like this. You are familiar with her boyfriend, correct?" I question. "Yes. I don't like him." He told me very firmly.

That I can agree with him on this. I could as far as to say I hate Asher. "Then you really will not like this, so I will get to the point. In school he hits Tiffany, badly. She even had a bruise on her cheek and Joe had to fix it. Please help her, if anyone can it's you. I'm scared for her and it will most likely get worse." I began to panic. "Oh my god. I'm horrified. Thank you for telling me, I will have a talk with her and we will fix this. Ok?" He replied. I could hear the hurt in his voice. He loves her, I can tell. He's trying to remain calm and not loose his mind. "Ok. Goodbye." I say then hang up. I begin to cry not too long after I hung up.