My father

chapter 10

RECAP: He leaned over the seat and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Yes baby." He grabbed my hand and continued. "You need to tell them every single detail Stella... Please." he said.
My dad looked like he was about to cry.
I turned away and smiled.
"I will." I said.

We were at the police station being questioned for hours. I gave them my phone so they could see the messages between me and Derek. They also had his phone to make sure they had all the evidence possible.

One of the detectives came into our interrogation room.

"Hello, Mark and Stella. I'm Detective Malory." she said as she closed the door.

"Detective James already questioned you guys, correct?" she asked.

My dad nodded.

"Okay, fortunately, we have video evidence of all 3 rapes." Detective Malory said.

I looked at my dad, and he was in complete shock.

"YOU'RE SAYING HE RECORDED MY DAUGHTER?" my dad said while he stood out of his seat.

I could tell my dad was so angry.

"Yes, please take a seat Mr. Hope." she ordered. My dad obeyed and sat down. "Although this may seem like a bad thing, it's a very good thing because now we have video evidence of this actually happening." She said.

I was shocked and disgusted. Derek recorded me getting raped? What was he planning on doing with the video?

"For legal reasons, Mr. Hope, we do need to make sure you are aware of this video and what was recorded. You don't need to watch it, but we need to make sure you
know that this happened. If you'd like, you can just listen to some of the parts." The detective said.

My dad gulped. "O-okay" he stuttered.

She pressed play. I tried my best to cover my ears, but I could still hear it.

"Baby, my parents aren't home"

"Derek, stop! I don't want to do this."

"Beg as much as you want Stella, but it excites me even more, babygirl."

"Derek, stop it hurts so bad."

"GET OFF ME"

"STOP, DEREK PLEASE IT HURTS!

You could hear me crying, and Derek groaning.

I looked over at my dad, and he was literally in tears.

Tears were running down his face non stop.

"I-I can't listen to it anymore, it's too much." my dad pleaded.

I looked down, those words brought so many flashbacks.

My dad buried his face in his hands as I placed my hand on his shoulder.

***

We finally left the police station and went home. Once we got home it was about 4:30 am.

"Dad" I said as he locked our front door.

He turned towards me. I continued "Do you think I could sleep in your room, just for tonight?"

He smiled at me and nodded.

                     The next day

I woke up and glanced over to where my dad was supposed to be.

hmm... maybe he already got up?

I quickly took the covers off as I heard my dads voice. For a second I thought he was talking to me, but he wasn't. I walked to the bedroom door and cracked it open just enough so I can possibly see him.

My dad is pacing around our living room while running his fingers through his hair.

"It's been complicated, I'm not so sure. I'm trying to protect her and watch her back every second. I can't do that if she's with you." my dad said.

He continued. "I just want my baby to be safe. I will never force Stella to do anything that she doesn't want to. If she's not comfortable with going then I won't allow it."

My dad paused for a moment and looked over towards his door. I quickly backed away and sat back on the bed until he began talking again.

"F-fine, Jesse. I'll tell her." my dad said as he brushed his fingers through is hair.

JESSE? Why would he be calling my dad now? Especially if he stopped trying to see me?

I finally walk out into the kitchen to see my dad sitting at the island. I walked past him to grab a water bottle, but his tight grip on my wrist stopped me from going anywhere.

"Stella, baby, sit down please." he said as we pulled me over to the chair beside him.

I looked down, afraid to hear what he was going to say.

"Jesse wants to see you." my dad said.

I sat there in silence, not knowing what to say.

"If you honestly want to go Stella then please tell me. You don't have to hide it from me." he said as our eyes locked.

I nodded.

"I-is it safe?" I said looking back down.

My dad lifted my chin up with his hand so that we were both locked on each other's eyes.

"Yes, Stella. I would never send you there knowing it's not safe." he smiled at me and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"Sooo, yes?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Okay princess. Go get dressed and ready." he said as I got up.

Jesse was an alcoholic, which is why I hated going over there. Even though he's never laid a hand on me, he still gets pretty pissed when he's drunk.

Although, I really do miss him and my mother. It wouldn't hurt to go.

I went upstairs to shower, and then got ready.

I didn't do any makeup because Jesse doesn't approve of me wearing makeup.

I threw on some black leggings and an oversized sweater, what's new haha? I then brushed through my long brown hair and called it a day.