BFG was destroyed by the only woman he's ever loved and is no longer the man he once was. Can he finally move forward with his life or will his past refuse to stay away?
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What have I done? I play it over and over in my head but it still doesn't seem real. I killed Charles, Tobys father. I didn't mean to kill him I just wanted him to stop. How am I going to tell my son I murdered his father? Will I see Toby again? Or am I going to jail for the rest of my life?
I feel numb, although that's probably the sedative they gave me a while ago. I'm not sure how long I've been in the emergency room, feels like days, but it could be hours. At first I was handcuffed to the bed, but after Imelda convinced the police officer watching me I wasn't a flight risk they released me.
"How are you feeling now honey?" Imelda asks as she steps through the curtain, I just shrug, I don't know what to say.
"If there's anything I can do, just let me know." She smiles sympathetically as she leans in to hug me gently, minding all of my injuries. I had to have stitches on my face, a CT scan of my head and they've wrapped my ribs to try and help with the pain.
"The whole club is in the waiting room, we're all here for you." Imelda adds
"Mrs Callahan, can I talk to you for a minute? I'm Sheriff Johnson." I look up to see a middle aged man in uniform at the foot of my bed
"Sarah." I reply, I don't want to be a Callahan ever again. He pulls the chair up by my side and sits down, placing his hat in his lap
"I'll just be outside, call if you need me." Imelda says as she steps out.
"Sarah, we've taken statements from you, Mr Lawson, Mr Callahans driver and we've spoken with Boston PD. We aren't going to file any charges, you acted in self defence, as soon as the doctor agrees you can go home." He explains
"But I killed him." I can hear Derek telling me to shut up, telling a cop I murdered Charles, but I did, I deserve to be punished.
"You shot him to stop him from hurting you any further. His driver told us about your violent marriage, Boston PD sent me information from the hospital Mr Callahan worked at, I know how many times you and your son were seen for 'accidents' and I also know about his aggression in the workplace. Mr Lawson, your boyfriend, has said the same as you, that Charles went off the rails and kidnapped both of you." The sheriff explains
"Look, I'll be frank. This is a shitty situation for all involved, but it looks like it was only a matter of time before Mr Callahan either hurt or killed some one himself." He adds, I guess I should thank him for not trying to send me to jail, but in a way I'm angry that I'm not.
"Any how, I'll leave you be. I just have one thing before I go, there's a lady in the waiting room would like to speak with you, you have every right to say no, but I told her I'd ask. Mr Callahans mother is here."
"Ok, I'll see her." I reply quietly, I killed her son, I have no idea why she wants to see me, maybe she wants to slap me, or maybe hit me with a lawsuit.
