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My feet were carrying me as fast as I could possible run! Before I knew I was stood in front of my father, squaring myself up to him. I looked directly into his eyes and that's when I saw it; the power, the control. I couldn't live this way anymore; if I was going to make mistakes then I had to make them not have my overbearing, overprotective father making them for me. He couldn't control me any longer, I was about to take back the power.

"What the hell have you just done father!" I was so angry! There were no words to describe what I had just seen. How could he do this to me? He made me doubt Eddie's innocence but in my heart I knew I believed him or I wouldn't be doing this.

"I'm just getting justice!" Justice, fucking justice, he just didn't like Eddie that's what it boils down to.

"You've got justice alright, by having an innocent man arrested!" What was this? Lure Eddie to our house, and then get the police on him? My father had overstepped all boundaries this time and I wasn't sure I could forgive him.

"He's not innocent hunny! Your judgment is just clouded, that's all." My father's behaviour had become unbearable, I loved my father but I couldn't let Eddie be charged.

He needed me more than ever and with that I turn around grabbed my coat and left. I ran as quickly as I could to get to the police station in time. In the near distance I could hear my father calling my name but right now it didn't matter. I needed to bail Eddie out. Now! So many questions were swirling around in my head as I ran to the station. Who was looking after his daughter? Did they know that Eddie had been arrested?
My heart was beating double speed so much so that when I reached the police station I needed a quick rest. The police station was overcrowded with several different people: the OAP's who were constantly complaining about the noises neighbours, the posh snobs complaining about the quality of their service and the mysterious blonde from the other day. She had to be here for Eddie so I chanced it and decided to go and talk to her.

I was hesitant at first but then decided it is best to rip the band aid off. "Hey," I couldn't recall her name so I refrained from using it, "how's Eddie?" I needed to know, even it was just a kind courtesy of he's fine. Although from the glare she was giving me now, I highly doubted that's what would be coming out her mouth.

"You are asking how he is, are you serious?" I guess she had a right to be angry. I had previously had a go at her.

"Well yes, I care about Eddie you know"

"You have a funny way of showing it and I thought he'd found the right girl but I guess I was wrong." She was judging me after everything, I couldn't remember who she was to Eddie but I knew that I didn't like her! She didn't know me after all and how I felt about Eddie was none of business. I had come here with good intentions; I was here to bail Eddie out after this fiasco.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I was getting extremely angry with her line of questioning. Why couldn't she get straight to the point?

"Never mind, just forget it. By the way I don't think Eddie will want to see you when he gets out!" With that I knew I had to go, so I left the police station with some of my dignity intact.

I didn't know where I was going to go all I knew was I needed to see a friend for advice. I knew exactly who I needed to see at this moment. The walk to the Plaza hotel was a short one from the police station. Once at the hotel, I walked up to reception to see a dark haired lady going by the name Sandra at the desk. She looked familiar but I guess that what comes from living in a small village.

"Can I help you miss?" She turned to face me, looking me up and down and just stared. She just looked at me like she had seen me before.

"Umm yes Sandra, can you tell me Fabian Rutter room number?" I needed someone to talk to talk to and Fabian was the perfect person

"We can't disclose that information?" I couldn't help feeling like I had a conversation similar to this? But when, I'd never been here before.

"You know what, I have somewhere else I need to be!"

"Well maybe next time eh?"

"Yeah maybe," And with that I left to the hotel and headed off to see the one person I refused to give up on. Stood outside his flat, I had butterflies! This had to be one of the scariest things I had ever done. I knocked and waited and then when he didn't answer I repeated it until I had got an answer. When he eventually opened up, he looked like he'd been crying, shit this was because of my Dad. He barely registered that I was there, looking at me with a death wish. I knew what my father had done was bad, but he wasn't angry at me, surely?

"What do you want Patricia?"

"To talk."

"Well I don't want to talk, because of you I lost Mia!" With that he slammed the door shut, leaving me all alone.