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'Just let me go!'

*hey guys... Before we start I would like to say that his book can be triggering. So please continue with caution, if you need anyone to talk to pm me and I will gladly talk things out with you.*

My POV

It had been sometime since I had stopped seeing my dad. He had ended up scheduling a court date for custody, which led to the events occuring right now.

•°•Flashback•°•

I picked up my phone calling someone I didn't care who it was. I clicked the call button and Christain had picked up
(Bold=Christian Italic= me)

"Hello?"
"C-Christian I-i can't handle it"
"Where are you I'm coming to see you"
"No Christian, i-im"
I stopped talking, I couldn't talk.
"Izzy? Talk to me"
"I'm at your door come open it"
I walked down my stairs from my bathroom and rounded the corner to my living room. I walked through the three rooms to get to my back door. I opened it and he walked inside.
•°•Flashback end•°•

I invited him into my living room, I walked in and he followed. As soon as we got into the living room he hugged me, that's when I lost it. I started sobbing into his shirt, I fell on to the ground and he fell with me. I was happy my mom wasn't going to be home for a few hours, I didnt need her stressing about anything else. She had enough on her shoulders with the court date and everything going on. I heard my door open and someone gasp, "Izzy? W-what happened?" I looked up to see Azlyn, Caitie, Josh, and Caleb. Caleb, my crush since 4th grade had tears in his eyes. I started shaking I knew what was coming, a panic attack, I wasn't going to have it in front of them. "Guys, I-i'm not up to d-doing anything today" i stuttered trying to control my breathing, they all simply nodded and walked out. But... he turned around and gave me a pitiful look, he smiled at me then walked out with the rest of the group.

•°•Time-skip by lazy and tired author-san•°•

It was the day of the trial, i was getting ready. Getting my make-up done, getting dressed, getting my hair done, anything to make me look presentable to the judge. My father had met the judge before he even scheduled a court date. They had been talking about our situation for a while, of course my father made it seem like he was innocent. My mother and my father split up when i was young, 3 if im correct. My father and I always had a strong relationship, I was only about 11 when it started to become to much.

My father would always insist on us cuddling, he always thought that i would sleep in the same bed as him, and then he got evicted from the house. So, he moved to a motel. Correction, The #1 most sex trafficking motel in ohio, Studio 6. I didn't know that it was rated that until i had been living there for 4 months. The place had always given me the creeps, I just always pushed it aside. I thought nothing of it. That was until i found out what it was rated, I still went, not wanting to upset my father. 3 months later it's Christmas.

I was standing at the counter at my, basically, grandmothers house watching my 'grandma' cook. Note, this was only Christmas 2018. My dad had walked behind me and slapped my ass. I had been terrified. I jumped when it happened, but played it off. That was the last time I actually visited my dad. I had seen him a couple times after that.

For example, I was walking home from school on my way to the Elementary school because I had been volunteering after school for the Just Run program. I had seen this kid petting the neighborhood cat and decided to socialize. Right after i started talking to him i heard "Izabella! Izabella!" I knew it was my dad. I recognized the voice. He asked me why i stopped seeing him, and here's exactly what i said; "I stopped seeing you because i was tired of living in a motel that was rated #1 sex trafficking motel in ohio. Now if you excuse me, i have somewhere to be" Little did i know he was recording me. The most recent time i saw him was when my stepdad and I went to see Avengers: End Game. He had been seated right next to me. I didn't realize it was him until he looked over. I immediately switched spots with my stepdad. I never liked being seated next to him, he had always put his hand on my thigh when we were at movies. He honestly scared me.

I was so zoned out I didn't realize that we were at the court house. I was shaking, but ready to put up a fight.

•°•hey y'all author~chan here! I just wanted to let you know that there will be a part 2! I will be writing it sooner or later I just don't know when. but yea!!! I will be back bye!!!•°•