Don't Take It All Away
Peter swallowed and Sophie gasped. "I didn't want to tell because I didn't want her to get mad at me..But I don't want her to hurt herself." Cole said getting nervous. "It's okay, Cole. Thanks for telling us...Go back to class, okay?" Peter siad and smiled a little. Cole nodded and walked out.
"I knew this was a bad idea! From the time he and social services called...I knew what would happen and look-she's gone back to what she use to do!" Peter exclaimed, getting frantic as he immidiately reached for the phone.
Sophie grabbed his arm and looked into his eyes. "Peter, don't. You know what we agreed on," she said calmly. "I know I know...stay out of it, let her work it out...but I can't, Sophie. We don't know if he's hitting her! And now she's cutting herself again." Peter said.
"Peter...Why don't you try talking to her father? In a peaceful way. Maybe suggest that she come for a visit soon. Maybe after her birthday." she suggested. "That's a month away!" he protested. "Yeah, but that'll give her time to adjust." She said and begin to walk out. "Calm him and tell him, Peter, but don't make an idiot of yourself," she said and walked out.
Peter just shook his head and dialed the number he had grown to memorize. Kristin answered. "Hey, Kristin!" he greeted her. She threw the phone down and yelled for someone he couldn't quite get.
"Don't yell-Sammy is trying to sleep and so is Leah! And don't slam the damn phone you'll break it!" Robert scolded. "Oh big deal she's always sleeping!" Peter heard Kristin say.
"Hello?" Robert asked. "Hi it's Peter." Peter said in an icy tone. "Oh, hey. What's up?"
"There's something about Kristin..." Peter started. "What? Kristin quit listening on!" "I wasn't!"
"A student here, named Cole, called last night and talked to her..And he said she's.. well there's no easy way for me to say this but she's cutting again." Peter said. "Cutting? Cutting what?" Robert asked in a confused tone then continued to say, "Colt put that back! That's not a toy or a food!" Peter heard Robert scold.
"She's cutting herself, Robert." Peter finally said. "Herself?! With what?" Robert cried. "One of your razors." "Oh my God. I have to go." he said and hung up hte phone.
Robert stormed up to Kristin's room and swung the door open. She was looking at a magazine and jumped. "What are you doing? G et out of here!" she yelled. "Where is it?" he demanded. "Where's what?" she asked and went back to looking at the magazine. His yelling didn't really faze her.
"The razor, damnit!" he yelled. Colt appeared in the doorway. "Daddy quit yelling!" he whined. "Colt go to your room!" Robert exclaimed.
"I don't have a freaking razor now leave me alone!" Kristin yelled back. "Then let me see your arms!" "NO!" She yelled. SHe jumped up and tried to run past him but he grabbed her and pulled the sleeves to her sweatshirt up and saw the marks. "Let go of me!" she yelled, "get out of my room NOW!"
He swallowed and backed out and she slammed the door then grabbed the money she had. She peered into the hallway and saw him walk into his bedroom and shut the door.
Then she ran downstairs and slipped out the door.
Peter swallowed and Sophie gasped. "I didn't want to tell because I didn't want her to get mad at me..But I don't want her to hurt herself." Cole said getting nervous. "It's okay, Cole. Thanks for telling us...Go back to class, okay?" Peter siad and smiled a little. Cole nodded and walked out.
"I knew this was a bad idea! From the time he and social services called...I knew what would happen and look-she's gone back to what she use to do!" Peter exclaimed, getting frantic as he immidiately reached for the phone.
Sophie grabbed his arm and looked into his eyes. "Peter, don't. You know what we agreed on," she said calmly. "I know I know...stay out of it, let her work it out...but I can't, Sophie. We don't know if he's hitting her! And now she's cutting herself again." Peter said.
"Peter...Why don't you try talking to her father? In a peaceful way. Maybe suggest that she come for a visit soon. Maybe after her birthday." she suggested. "That's a month away!" he protested. "Yeah, but that'll give her time to adjust." She said and begin to walk out. "Calm him and tell him, Peter, but don't make an idiot of yourself," she said and walked out.
Peter just shook his head and dialed the number he had grown to memorize. Kristin answered. "Hey, Kristin!" he greeted her. She threw the phone down and yelled for someone he couldn't quite get.
"Don't yell-Sammy is trying to sleep and so is Leah! And don't slam the damn phone you'll break it!" Robert scolded. "Oh big deal she's always sleeping!" Peter heard Kristin say.
"Hello?" Robert asked. "Hi it's Peter." Peter said in an icy tone. "Oh, hey. What's up?"
"There's something about Kristin..." Peter started. "What? Kristin quit listening on!" "I wasn't!"
"A student here, named Cole, called last night and talked to her..And he said she's.. well there's no easy way for me to say this but she's cutting again." Peter said. "Cutting? Cutting what?" Robert asked in a confused tone then continued to say, "Colt put that back! That's not a toy or a food!" Peter heard Robert scold.
"She's cutting herself, Robert." Peter finally said. "Herself?! With what?" Robert cried. "One of your razors." "Oh my God. I have to go." he said and hung up hte phone.
Robert stormed up to Kristin's room and swung the door open. She was looking at a magazine and jumped. "What are you doing? G et out of here!" she yelled. "Where is it?" he demanded. "Where's what?" she asked and went back to looking at the magazine. His yelling didn't really faze her.
"The razor, damnit!" he yelled. Colt appeared in the doorway. "Daddy quit yelling!" he whined. "Colt go to your room!" Robert exclaimed.
"I don't have a freaking razor now leave me alone!" Kristin yelled back. "Then let me see your arms!" "NO!" She yelled. SHe jumped up and tried to run past him but he grabbed her and pulled the sleeves to her sweatshirt up and saw the marks. "Let go of me!" she yelled, "get out of my room NOW!"
He swallowed and backed out and she slammed the door then grabbed the money she had. She peered into the hallway and saw him walk into his bedroom and shut the door.
Then she ran downstairs and slipped out the door.