Chapter 11: Assault Charges
We all went back inside the room and were silent for the next twenty minutes. There came a quiet knock at the door.
“Agent Page, you have a visitor, ” addressed the nurse quietly.
Rebecca stepped out from behind. She had gained a black eye and some finger marks on her arms since I saw her this morning.
She looked more understanding than upset or mad.
“Rebecca, who did this?” I ask panicked.
“Your father,” she claimed quietly avoiding my eyes.
That was the last straw.
“That’s it. I’m pressing charges against him. I can’t take it. He comes here, insults us and tries to force my mother to leave and beats you up,” I declare annoyed.
“Dean, it’ll only make it worse,” calls my mother after me as I lead Rebecca down the hall.
“No, it won’t. He’ll be in jail and I can do the DNA test and prove I’m Haley,” I counter. “Even though I fucking shouldn’t have to,” I whisper to myself.
“I’m sorry this happened,” I apologize to Rebecca as we check out and walk to my car. I keep an eye out for my father, I didn’t need to be jumped again.
“It’s not your fault, ” she insists.
“How did you know where to find me?” I ask quietly fumbling with my keys.
“You mentioned your last name used to be Campbell and I saw that your brother and his boyfriend were gay-bashed in the news, I thought I’d pay you a surprise visit. I guess I should have called, ” she confesses.
“This is in no way your fault, either,” I reasoned.
I wipe a falling tear from her cheek.
“Don’t cry. I’m sorry this happened,” I whispered kissing her on the head trying to comfort her.
I really didn’t want to lose the only woman, aside from my mother, who accepted me for who I was.
“Thanks,” she murmurs quietly. “But I really don’t want to press charges against your Dad. It’s not the best way to start a relationship. ”
“Well, I’m not gonna stand for my father beating up my girlfriend, either,” I responded. “If you’re not going to press charges the least I could do is make him apologize, right?”
“You don’t even know where he is,” she exclaimed.
“Guess it’s a good thing I choose to work for the FBI,” I mumble and unlock the car and open the passenger side door for her.
She sighs and quietly gets in the car.
I kneel down beside her.
“I don’t want to make you do anything you don’t want to do because I’m not that kind of person. But I think you deserve an apology from him cause he shouldn’t have done that. He has a right to be mad at me, maybe I fucked up his life by disappearing and changing my name and sex but that gives him no right to go hurt the people I know and love. And I just met you this morning, honestly, I don’t know what’s wrong with him,” I whisper quietly.
“It’s amazing how ignorant people can be, huh?” she jokes tearing up.
“And it’s amazing the people you can meet if you just look around, too,” I joke smiling.
She laughed quietly, reached over and kissed me on the head.
“Can I drive you home at least?” I ask worried my father will ambush her again if she walks or takes public transit.
“Sure,” she replies quietly.
I smile back, stand up and gently close the door and walk around to the other side. I get in and start up the car and back out and drive out onto the main street beside the hospital.
Rebecca talks some more about Samuel and her parents. I’m pretty much quiet.
I’m still very disappointed and embarrassed by my father. I was expecting him to yell at me and Luke but I didn’t expect him to attack random people. It was bad enough with the gay-bashing.
“Down this street,” she adds and points.
A car came screeching out of nowhere and I slammed on the brakes. I looked over to the windshield to see what idiot was just learning how to drive. But there was no idiot just my father and the extremely angered expression on his face. What the fuck was he doing now? Did he want to be arrested?
He got out of his car and started to stalk towards Rebecca’s door.
I bolted out of my seat and around to her side. I blocked my father’s path.
“If you are Haley then that must mean somebody made you think this way. It must have been her. What did she offer you? Money? Acceptance? Love?” he yelled.
He had to be delusional and insane.
“I just met her this morning. This isn’t about what I think and it’s not a choice. It’s who I am!” I counter.
He came at me. Very last straw. Assault on an official and endangering a citizen was something he could be arrested for.
I stepped sideways quickly and tripped him. I grabbed his forearms and pulled them behind his back. Bet he wasn’t expecting that trick and strength from his own child or from me anyway. I handcuffed his hands and held him.
“Do you think you’ll be okay to walk from here?” I call Rebecca.
“Yeah, be careful, Dean,” she replied quietly glancing at me worried.
She slipped away and I threw my father into the back of my jeep and buckled his seatbelt, hands still cuffed. Hopefully, he wouldn’t try choking me.
We began the drive down to the police station so I could test my DNA and prove I was Haley.
Although I didn’t know if that would do anything cause he seemed to believe me now only he still thought my life was a choice.