The Girl With The Fame

THE INTERVIEW

Cheryls POV

And that's when I woke up. All the sex dreams about toni giving up betty for me... they had to STOP!

I threw on a cherry red crop top and a black skirt. I tied my hair up in a ponytail and left for the farm.

I know. you think i'm crazy for going back after everything. after harper.

i go in, shaking hands with edgar. he looks at me with the greatest look of sympathy. "i'm so very sorry for harpers behavior, cheryl. we do not tolerate this sort of thing here in the farm. harper has been kicked out and removed of all our programs. including the biggest one we fund. riverdale high."

i shudder at her name. "you kicked her out?" he nods and i smile with relief. "good. that was my only worry here."

he leans back in his chair, motioning for me to take a seat. when i do, the interview starts.

"i want you to close your eyes cheryl." and i do. i smell the candles in the room as i empty my mind. "i want you to think about your greatest pains."

And my mind immediately goes to being raped. my father, looking over me on his bed. his business partners on the front part of their bed, unbuckling their belts. undressing me. pushing their small dicks into my mouth, pussy, and ass. i begin to cry. i can feel the hot tears make their way down my pale face.

and then i think of J.J. i think of him hugging me after, telling me it would be okay and that they did it to him too. Him getting beat by dad every time he told them to get off me.

And then i think of him with the bullet engraved in his head. him withered in the lake. dad swinging from the tree. the sweet tree that solved all my problems. the whistles in the wind. all hanging my father by his sins, gripping the rope, and choking him.

and some joy comes from within me.

"calm down, cheryl," i hear edgar say, wiping a tear from my face. "you're safe. i want you to imagine the person who caused you that pain."

Suddenly, I have my father in my hands, and I'm squeezing the living daylights out of him.

"and i want you to crush them. like they are nothing."

And I grind my father to the ground, into a pile of fucking dust. I spit on him, i scatter him, i yell. i thrash in my chair, and i feel edgar try to pin me back to my chair, just to get me to calm. "you will NEVER touch me again you fucking—"
"Shhhh... Cheryl." I open my eyes, my soggy, wet, raw eyes. I see the moon out of the window. I must've been here for hours.

Edgar is hugging me, patting and holding my head and rocking me back and forth.

"You're right," he says. "He will never touch you again."

After that, he gave me a few minutes to compose myself. He asked me some more questions, and then told me where I could go for the support groups.

And I need that more than anything.

The dreams about Toni... they make me feel guilty. They make me feel like i'm doing what my father did to me. and i'm too emotionally damaged for a relationship right now. even for sex. i don't want someone to touch me for a while. unless that person is edgar. edgar can help me grow. i can trust him, i know i can. quickly, edgar is my best friend. And evelyn is suddenly a god in my eyes. someone great that i need in my life. she walks me back home. and with evelyn and edgar, it feels like home.

END OF CHAPTER.