A/N I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! This is my new story tell me what you think. NO FLAMES!
16 year old Gabriella Montez sat in the back of a cop car petrified of what was going to happen to her. She had just spent last night in a jail cell not because she broke the law but because she had just been taken out of her home because her father had been abusing her for the past 16 years. The cops didn't bother with a foster home because they didn't think anyone would want a sixteen year old mute. You see Gabriella never spoke. She could hear and talk just fine but with all the mental and physical abuse she just shut down and stopped speaking. She trusted no one and hated more than anything being touched. Even if it was just a comforting hand on her shoulder she would panic. She absolutely hated being touched. So the cops figured no one would want a teenager like that. So they kept her in a jail cell instead. Now she was on her way somewhere. She had no idea where and that scared her. A voice threw her from her thoughts.
"Gabriella I am taking you to see Mrs. Bolton. She can help you with your speech problem." the cop driving said
My speech problem? No can help me with that. No one can help me with anything because no one will want to help me. I'm an ugly worthless idiot. Gabriella thought to herself. She just nodded letting the lady know she heard her.
Finally they arrived there and Gabriella was let out of the car and they walked inside. As the cop made her way to the front desk Gabriella sat in one of the chairs. The cop came and sat next to Gabriella.
"Mrs. Bolton will see you in just a minute." she said
Again Gabriella nodded.
"She is a psychiatrist she can and will help you."
Gabriella nodded.
"Do you ever speak?"
Gabriella shook her head.
"Well maybe that's why no one wants you."
Little did the cop know that she had just broken Gabriella more than she already was.
Finally a lady came out she had long brown hair and dressed in a white jacket with normal clothes under it. She had a clipboard in her hand. She looked down and then back up she said "Gabriella Montez"? Gabriella looked up at her and then at the cop. The cop stood up and pulled Gabriella to her feet. They walked over to the new doctor. The cop told the doctor about Gabriella and went to sit back down. Gabriella stood there lost and confused.
"Come inside Gabriella and we can talk."
Gabriella followed the lady into her office and took a seat on the couch. Mrs. Bolton took a seat in front of her.
"My name is Lucille Bolton I am not going to touch or hurt you in anyway. Anything you say to me will not leave this room. It will stay between you and me no one else. Is there something I can do to make you more comfortable?"
Gabriella liked this lady she was really sweet and talked in a soft sweet tone. She shrugged her shoulders. She really had no idea what she wanted. She had no idea about anything anymore.
"Would you like a pad to write on?"
Gabriella nodded. No one ever offered her that before. They figured if she couldn't talk then she was useless. Lucille got up and went over to her desk and got a pad and pen. She handed then to Gabriella and sat back in her chair.
What do you want me to write?Gabriella wrote.
"Write whatever you are feeling. At this very moment, just remember it is all safe with me. Not even the cop outside will know what you say" Lucille said.
Gabriella nodded and started writing. She liked writing what she was feeling. It made her feel better. When she was finished she handed it to Lucille.
I feel so scared right now Mrs. Bolton. I don't know what's going to happen to me and no one tells me anything. It seems like no matter where I am or where I go or who I'm with I don't feel safe. I want to go back home but I know I can't. I don't know any of these people and that scares me because I don't know if they will hurt me or not. I don't want to leave with that cop again because I don't want to spend another night in a jail cell. Please Mrs. Bolton don't make me go back there please.
Lucille's eyes went wide. This poor girl spent the night in a jail cell just after removing her from her home after her father abused her for her entire life.
"Don't worry Gabriella I won't let you go back there. How would you like to come stay with me? I have a son about your age that I think you will get along with and that way you are close to me in case you need me and you have a nice home environment to live in?"
She handed Gabriella back the pad so she could respond.
I don't know. Will your son like me? I don't want to impose. Plus why would you want me. I'm worthless a good for nothing peach of trash. I don't think you want me around your family.
Gabriella gave the note pad to Lucille, who it read it,
"Gabriella, Troy will love you. He isn't like most boys you hear about. He is very respectful and I want you because I think I can help you feel safe. Anyone who called you worthless doesn't know you. You are a beautiful young women and I would love for you to meet my family as long as you are comfortable."
I do feel safe with you Mrs. Bolton safer then I have felt in a long time I'm just scared. I don't know Troy or anyone else in your family what if they think I'm stupid because I can't talk?
"My family will love you Gabriella and I'm glad you feel safe with me. I want you to be able to trust me and feel safe with me".
Ok then I guess I could come live with you. If you really want me.
"Of course I really want you. I wouldn't have offered if I didn't. Now that we have that settled let's talk about some of the other things you are feeling. What are your feelings toward your father?"
Gabriella froze. She couldn't move. She didn't want to talk about her father. Her father scared her. She wasn't ready to talk about him. She looked down and started at the floor.
"We don't have to talk about your father if you aren't comfortable. Let's talk about something else. What would you like to talk about?"
I don't know. I just want to go home and feel safe again. I want someone to hold me and tell me it's going to be ok.
Lucille sat next to Gabriella and pulled her into her arms hugging her. Gabriella flinched at first but then felt the comfort from the hug and she hugged back. Then she felt something she never thought she would feel and that was loved. She burst into tear and cried into Lucille shoulder. Lucille rubbed her back.
"Shhhhh it's going to be ok. You're safe and away from your father he can't hurt you anymore" Lucille told her.
Gabriella pulled away and wiped her eyes.
Thank you Mrs. Bolton. Do you think we can talk about why my father hit me? I mean what did I do to make him hate me so much? I didn't mean to make my mom leave.
"Did your mother leave you and your father?"
Yes and my dad blames it on me. I try to behave and do the right thing but he still gets mad and hits me. I don't know what I did wrong he just hit me and punched me and kicked me and whipped me and other things. What did I do wrong? What did I do to deserve this?
"First off you didn't do anything wrong. You are not the blame for what has happen. Your mother leaving wasn't your fault. It was just something that happen. Second you do not deserve this. No one deserves this. Your father just couldn't handle the stress of your mother leaving and took it out on you. It's not fair but that's just the way it is."
Does my father even love me?
"I'm sure deep down he does and I'm sure deep down he knows it wasn't your fault and he feels bad about hurting you but I don't think there is anything you or I can do about it."
Thank you Mrs. Bolton. I feel a lot better after talking to you. Do you think we can do this again?
"Of course whenever you need to talk I'll listen. Is there anything else you would like to talk about?"
Not now but I know I will. Thank you so much Mrs. Bolton you really made me feel better.
"You're welcome. Now why don't we go back out and I'll tell the cop you are staying with me."
Could I stay in here? I don't like being around all those people.
"Sure."
She left the room leaving Gabriella alone. What new adventure was awaiting for her at this new house she had no idea but she was ready for it. When Lucille came back in she had a smile on her face.
"Well the cop agreed to let you stay with me. So what would you like to do now?"
Gabriella gave her a confused look and wrote something down on her pad and handed it to Lucille.
What do you mean what do "I" want to do? I'm suppose to wait for you to tell me what to do then do without question. Plus don't you have more people to see and help?
"Gabriella you were the last one. So we can do whatever you want. Do you have clothes? Are you hungry? We could get lunch and then go shopping?"
I'm not allowed to eat or else I'll get fat and I don't deserve to have new clothes.
Lucille was in shock. Not only was Gabriella too skinny but how could she think she didn't deserve to have new clothes.
"Gabriella don't you dare believe that you are too fat or that you don't deserve new clothes because it's not true. You are beautiful. If anything you need to eat more. I know it's hard to understand this but it is true. You are a very strong beautiful women don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
My dad always told me I was too fat and that I couldn't eat. Whenever I asked him if I could buy new clothes he would I say I don't deserve to have new things because I wasn't pretty enough or even worthy enough.
"What your father said is in the past and not true do don't believe it anymore."
Thank you Mrs. Bolton. I'm really starting to believe that.
Then Lucille saw a small smile which made her smile as well.
"You're welcome sweetie. By the way you are allowed to call me Lucille. Mrs. Bolton makes me feel old."
Gabriella gave a small giggle in return. She was really starting to feel safe and comfortable with Lucille. She wasn't used to that.
Well now that you mention it I am kind of hungry and I've been in these same clothes for……along time. My dad only let me have one pair of clothes and these are them so I've been wearing these clothes for as long I can remember.
"Well we have to change that. Come on we can get some lunch then go shopping."
Gabriella nodded and stood up. They walked out the door and when they did everyone started at Gabriella making her comfort level drop below zero. She hid behind Lucille and whimpered.
"It's all right sweetie. No one is going to hurt you."
They walked out of the building and into the parking lot. Gabriella hated being outside she felt like an open target for her father to attack at any moment. Gabriella got inside Lucille's car and buckled up. Lucille did the same and they drove off.
After a good lunch and lots of shopping Lucille took Gabriella for some ice cream. Gabriella wrote to Lucille what she wanted and went to sit down. She looked around at the others eating their ice cream and her eyes caught a father and daughter sitting down not too far from her. The little girl put her finger in her ice cream and poked her father in the nose getting ice cream on him then giggled and said "Daddy you suppose to eat ice cream not wear it'. The father wiped the ice cream off her nose and then grabbed his daughter bringing her into his lap and tickled her. The little girl burst into giggles wiggling trying to get away. "You are suppose to eat ice cream not paint with it" the father teased. Gabriella smiled yet tears filled her eyes why couldn't her father be more like that. Also she was curious as to what the father was doing to make the little girl react like that. She was thrown from her thoughts when Lucille called her name. She was standing there handing Gabriella her ice cream. Gabriella took it and wrote a quick thank you. She then turned her attention back to the father and daughter who were getting ready to leave. The little girl slipped and fell onto the floor and broke out into tears. Her father picked her up and gave her a big hug and kissed her boo-boo. The little girl stopped crying and cuddled into her father as they left.
"Gabriella not all fathers are bad."
Why did I have to get stuck with a bad one? I must have done something wrong.
"Gabriella you didn't do anything wrong. Your father just couldn't handle your mother leaving without drinking and that made him hit you."
If I was never born my mother wouldn't have left. My mother and father could both go on living happy lives.
"Don't say that. If your parents didn't want you they wouldn't of had you. I know it hard to believe sweetie but it wasn't your fault".
My dad never drank Lucille. I know all about drinking and what it does to people. My dad was never drunk when he hit me. He hit me because he hates me for making my mom leave.
"Oh sweetie. I wish I had all the answers for you but I don't. All you need to remember now through is that your father is gone and he won't be coming back for a long time".
Thanks Lucille.
"You're welcome sweet heart now eat up before you end up with ice cream soup."
Gabriella giggled softly again and ate her ice cream.
After they ate they headed home. Lucille had called her family to warn them about Gabriella. Gabriella's eyes went wide when they pulled into the driveway. Compared to her house their house was huge.
Next chapter she meets Troy but I will only update if someone says they like this.