Fuentes Next

We've been waiting hours. When I came in it was morning. Now it's past lunch and nearing dinner. The only food I've had all day is the rubbish in the vending machine because we're not allowed take out in here and I've refused to leave. Jaime left after lunchtime and so did Tony. My grandparents went home promising to come back tomorrow if there's still no change.
I'm sitting cross legged on one of the blue plastic chairs while Alysha is sat leaning up against Mike. Mike's arms are around her lightly and she's smiling. That was me and James earlier. Ugh, James.
"Family of Victor Fuentes?!" an officer called out.
"Yeah!" I exclaimed and rushed to stand up.
"He's ready for people now." he said.
"Will you be okay?" Mike asked urgently.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"We'll be right out here." Alysha promised.
"Thanks." I told them.
I walked over to the desk where there was a man waiting for me. He buzzed me through and I went through a door. I met the officer and he started to lead me down a long corridor. I followed close behind him. Suddenly the man stopped. He opened a door for me and raised his eyebrows.
"Thanks." I muttered.
I went inside the room while the officer stayed outside, the door open. I looked and saw Dad. He was sat at a table wearing a orange scrub like uniform. He looked up and smiled brightly when he saw me. Then he faltered a little. I know what he's thinking.
I ran over to him and he stood up. I wrapped my arms around him tightly and he hugged me. I buried my face into his chest and Dad kissed my head. He stroked my hair out of my face gently and looked down at me.
"I've been waiting all day." I told him.
"Really?" he asked.
"I've hardly eaten." I admitted. He pulled away and held me at arms length.
"You need to eat. Don't think just because I'm in here you don't have to eat. After I want you to go and get fed." he told me sternly.
"Okay." I agreed.
I went to sit down opposite his chair and Dad faced me. I grabbed hold of his hand and he squeezed mine to comfort me.
"Why did you do it?" I asked weakly.
"I- I don't know..." he trailed away, rubbing the side of his jaw. "I just had to Effy."
"But why?" I asked again.
"I'm a bad dad," he looked down. "I should have told you about Emma. But I didn't even though I had the chance. You're my baby girl. There's- there's been so many times that I should have protected you but I didn't."
"That's not true. Don't." I tried.
"No, it is. After what happened in Birmingham I made a promise to myself that I would never let anyone hurt you. I would never let you down again. But you phoned me every week and I couldn't tell that you were putting death pills in your body. What kind of dad doesn't know his little girl is on drugs? I let you down. Then there was that... guy at Fearless. He took advantage of you. I couldn't let you down, I said I'd hurt him and I did." Dad explained.
"It's my fault you're here." I said sadly.
"No," he stopped me and leant across the table to take my face in his hands. "You listen to me. I chose to do this. None of this is your fault, Effy. I did it and I'm going to pay the consequences. Not you. You're never coming in a place like this again, no matter if you're the criminal or the victim." he said fiercely. I nodded slightly and Dad pulled away, smiling across at me.
"Dad?" I muttered.
"Yes?"
"I forgive you for not telling me. It's okay." I said.
"Really?" he asked and I nodded. "I'm still sorry. But thank you. I mean it, I'll never keep anything from you again."
"Is it true you don't let her in my room?" I suddenly asked. "And that you clean my room every Friday?"
"Um..." he trailed away. "Yeah and it makes me not miss you as much."
"I've really missed you too." I told him. "What will happen now?"
"In a few days I'll be able to get out on bail. Then I'll be able to just come." Dad explained. "You should go home."
"But she'll be there." I said awkwardly.
"I really like her Effy. I think you would too." For some reason I doubt that. If everything Alysha has said is true I definitely won't like her.
"Who's your favourite?" I asked carefully. "Me or her?"
"You every time. I promise." he assured me.
"Okay." I smiled. "Can't I just move to LA and live with Alysha?" I asked hopefully.
"No can do." he shook his head.
"Fine," I sighed. "I'm not saying I'll like her. But I'll go home."
"You might have a lot in common." he tried.
"Yeah because we're nearly the same age." I muttered under my breath.
"What?" Dad asked.
"Nothing." I shrugged.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? So Effy has forgiven Vic! Will it last long? What will she think of Emma? Will they get on? Lots of exciting stuff coming up! :)