"Thank God" my mother gasps as she wraps me in a tight hug. "What the hell were you thinking sneaking out in the middle of the night like that?"

"I'm sorry" I say as I fight tears.

"Where were you?" she asks softly as she puts her hand on my arm comfortingly.

"Phoebe" my father says sternly. "Go to your room."

"Please" I beg.

"Now!" he shouts. As my mother looks at both of us concerned.

I walk up the stairs, but stop before I get all the way to the top. I need to know what he's saying to her. I sit perfectly still and listen to their conversation.

"Christian, what the hell is going on?" she asks angrily.

"Oh, Ana" he sighs. "I don't know how we let this happen."

"Let what happen?" she replies softly. "What happened Christian?"

"It's too horrible, I can't even say it. I can't believe this happened" he says as he breaks down.

I can't stand this. I can't stand seeing my father like this. Especially knowing that I'm the one who did it to him. God, I feel like such a selfish bitch right now.

"Tell me what happened?" my mother demands, somehow maintaining her comforting tone. "What's going on with our daughter?"

"It's- it's just like Elena" he sobs.

"What?" my mother gasps.

I have no idea what my father is talking about, but apparently what he is saying has some meaning to my mother.

"What happened tonight Christian?"

"I've never been so horrified in my life Ana. Oh, Ana."

"What did you mean it's just like Elena?"

"She was seduced by one of her teachers" he says with disgust in his voice. "It's been going on for a year and a half!"

"What?" my mother gasps. "But, no-"

"The bastard said he wanted to talk to her about a poem she wrote, that's how he got her alone. He got her alone and then he got our little girl to sleep with him. Our teenager."

"You caught them about to..." my mom stops before she finishes her sentence.

"Yeah" he says as he takes a deep breath.

"What did you do to him?"

"I roughed him up a little, and threatened him" he admits.

"Well" my mother sighs. "I admire your restraint. I'm not quite sure that I wouldn't have killed him."

"I wanted to" he admits. "I still want to."

"What do we do from here?" my mother says shakily.

"Well, I'm contacting the school board tomorrow. And I'm going to see if there's any dirt I can dig up on him, I'd really like to see the bastard in prison."

"What do we do about Phoebe" my mother asks, her voice breaking. "Have you talked to her, how is she?"

"She's in denial" my father responds. "She still doesn't think there was anything wrong with what he did to her. She has a tough road ahead of her, if anyone knows that it's me."

"I know" my mother says sympathetically.

What the hell are they talking about?

"When someone takes advantage of you like that it damages you deeply, more than you even realize at the time. That's what he did to her. That's what he did to my Phoebe."

I'm not damaged. I'm not. And Howard hasn't done anything to me. Why can't he see that?

"I worked so hard to protect her" he says. "I just never dreamed I'd need to protect her from something like this… I never dreamed that one of our kids would have to find out what this feels like."

"She's been keeping a pretty huge secret from us" my mother says as she takes a deep breath. "She must feel guilty."

"I'm sure she does" my father replies. "That's another thing I never wanted for her."

"Hey" Ted calls out as he walks toward me.

"Shhh" I scold as I walk into my bedroom.

"What happened?" he asks as he follows me.

"Oh Ted!" I cry as I fall into his arms.

"Hey" he says softly. "Hey, it's okay. What happened?"

I sniffle as I pull away from him. "I-I don't want to talk about it."

"Did the 'rents catch you?" he asks sympathetically.

I nod.

"Aw, it's okay Pheebs. I can't even tell you how many times dad caught me sneaking out."

"It was terrible" I sigh.

"What, did he catch you doing something?"

"Yeah" I admit as I look down.

"I thought you said there weren't any drugs or alcohol at this party?" he asks sternly.

"There wasn't- that's not what happened."

"Oh" he responds. "Then what happened?"

"I didn't have a shirt on" I admit embarrassingly.

"What?" he gasps. "I thought this was supposed to be a tame little meet-up with five or six friends, how the hell did you end up topless!?"

"Because I lied" I sigh. "Ted, I'm sorry."

"Lied about what?" he asks concerned.

"I didn't go to a party" I admit as my voice breaks.

"You went to hook up with some guy?" he asks softly.

"Yeah" I reply breathlessly.

"And dad caught you?"

I nod.

"Oh my God, Phoebe that must have been so awkward. I'm so sorry" he says sympathetically as he hugs me again. "But hey, it's okay. I know dad must be pissed, but he'll get over it."

"I'm not so sure" I sigh.

"Did he like try to kill the guy?" he asks.

"No" I answer. "But I was worried there for a minute."

"Sounds brutal, so who is this guy anyway? Do I know him?"

"Yeah" I say softly as I stare at the floor.

"Who is it?" he asks.

"I'm only telling you because you'll probably find out anyway, but you need to promise not to freak" I cry.

"Why would I freak?" he asks. "This guy didn't force you to do anything did he? He didn't hurt you?" he asks as he clenches his fists tightly.

"No" I reply. "It was nothing like that."

"Then who was it?" he asks.

"Mr. Cheney" I admit shakily.

"What?" he gasps. "You're joking, right?"

I shake my head.

"Mr. Cheney, as in Mr. Cheney the English teacher?" he asks angrily.

"Yeah" I answer.

"But Phoebe, that's so fucked up!"

"I know" I shout. "I know, I get it!"

"That son-of-a-bitch!" he yells.

"Ted, calm down" I say as I sit on my bed.

"Calm down?" he scoffs. "You're telling me that you were about to hook up with your English teacher and you want me to calm down!?"

"I wasn't about to… Ted, we had done it before."

"What?" he gasps. "You mean he's… the two of you have…"

"Yeah" I answer sharply.

"How long has this been going on?"

"Since the middle of last year" I admit.

"Phoebe" he gasps. "You weren't even 18 then!"

"16 is the age of consent in Washington" I explain.

"You think I give a shit about the age of consent!?" he yells.

"Ted-"

"And you said dad didn't kill the bastard?"

"No" I answer.

"Oh my God" he gasps as he walks out of my room.

"Ted, where do you think you're going?" I ask as I chase after him.

"Where the hell do you think I'm going Phoebe? I'm going to find the man that hurt my little sister!"

"He didn't hurt me" I argue. "Ted, don't do anything stupid!"

"What is going on here?" my father asks running over to us.

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