Off the Deep End || Sequel to ATF

5.

This one is gonna be a long one. Lots of dialogue, not too many paragraphs and stuff. I'd say sorry to those who are pissed, but it's my book. 

Maia's POV

I'm swinging Liza's hand as we walk into the police station. I see my mom and dad sitting at a desk, their arms crossed. Dad stands up as soon as we walk in. I drop Liza's hand and sit down. David stands behind me, hands on my seat.

"Where the hell have you been? We've looked everywhere! This rebellious little running away shit isn't funny, M."

The police officer walks away, assuming that my parents are hugging and kissing me.

"I-I didn't run away. I was-"

"What then, pulling a little shit stunt?"

My mom stands up too.

"Maia, this behavior is irresponsible and unacceptable."

"Woah, woah, woah. I think if you knew that she'd been abducted and raped in a sex ring, you'd feel differently."

"What? How? You need to be careful! Your dumb ass got abducted? You probably got in a man's van when he said he had candy. And a sex ring? You became a fucking prostitute? Pathetic."

Dad reaches out to grab me, but David slaps his hand away.

"What the hell is wrong with you guys? She got raped and you're calling her a fucking prostitute and pathetic?"

The police office comes back concern in her eyes.

"What's the conflict here?"

"That man is holding my fucking daughter hostage."

I butt in.

"No, he's not! Your calling me pathetic because I got forced to serve ad a prostitute? That's sick!" 

"You're coming home NOW, young lady!"

My dad grabs my arm, triyng to grab me from David. Luckily, he promptly picks me up and turns me away from my dad.

"She isn't going anywhere. Do you see the problem officer?"

The argument escalates between my parents and David. Liza's breathing heavily, her fists clenching hard onto the wodden chair.

"Liza."

She looks over at me and looses it.

"Enough! Enough of this bullshit! The same thing happened to me as a kid. Do you know what happened? My parents fucking put me out! 'You're 19,' they sid. 'You can care for yourself.' But I fucking couldn't! And then I tried to kill myself. So either you take her, or we sign the papers. Right here, right now."

Dad and mom go redfaced, but they don't say anything. David puts me own, but his hand is still tight around mine. The office steps closer to the table.

"Unfortunatley, you can't jus take her. You can, however, find something to press charges against her parents for an-"

"There's nothing to press them for!"

"Excuse me! As I was saying, you can press charges for them to lose custody. Then you can legally adopt her."

David casts a glance at Liza. Her eyes are full of tears and shes literally shaking. I leave David's side to hold Liza's hand. I lean my head against her and she starts to sob.

"Yeah."

David leans forward on the table, looking my dad dead in his eyes.

"We'll fucking do that."

Liza's POV

My hands have little half moons of blood on them from clenching my fists so hard. I really wanted to sock those motherfuckers fight in the eye. To call your daughter a whore? Disgusting. We did, however, manage to convince her parents to let Maia stay with David until the court date. I couldn't bear the idea of her staying with those excuses of parents. The three of us walk down the quiet street and into David's house. Maia immediately locks herself in David's room. He sighs and sinks into the couch.

"That was amazing, what you said to her parents."

He blushes and mumbles that it was no big deal.

"I think we can press charges for verbal abuse and abandonment. They'd said they only looked for a week. That means they gave up on her, right?"

David nods and turns to face me.

"But how well an we possibly care for a kid? We're 21. And think about it. This is going to change all of our live forever. Our careers, her parents? One of us will probably have to get a real job or something."

"No, we won't have to do that. I know it's going to be hard. But, we'll learn to love her. It's better than having a baby. We might not even get her."

"Well then she'll have to go back!"

"No. Even if we don't get custody, her parents cant have her back if we win. She'll go into the system."

I rest my head on David's shoulder. 

"I'm gonna cut off my hair."

David looks at me, smiling a sad smile.

"Really?"

I nod my head. I love the way my ring sparkles in the light of the living room. M eyelids start to droop, and the shine blurs with sleep.

WUT. This might seem like something that's going to progress really quickly, but theres a lot of...er... roadblocks to come. I hope you're enjoying this! Writing is so fun. As always, sorry for typos.

thx babes!