punching him. “Cash, please stop!” I yelled again. Cash wasn’t hearing me. At that moment, I got scared and began to sober up. I realized that Cash was going to hurt Cameron bad.
Just as I was about to try to yell at Cash again, someone pulled him off. Oh crap , I thought, and then my worst fear came true. Yep, it was my dad. I quickly realized that I wasn’t even scared of my dad finding me here at the moment. I was more worried about what he was doing to Cash. He pulled Cash off of Cameron and ended up going to the ground with him.
He yelled at him, “Don’t move!”
I started crying at this moment. All of my emotions hit me at once and I wasn’t really sure if I was crying because Cam tried to take advantage of me, Cash was hurting Cameron, or that I was about to be in big trouble. I still don’t know the answer to that question ten minutes later when my dad ha d Cash in handcuffs.
While my dad was putting Cash in the back of his car, Cameron ran over to him and started telling my dad that Cash just showed up and jumped him. Cash d idn’t even try to defend himself, he stay ed silent. My head was spinning. How did this get so out of control so fast?
“Dad”, I start. He looks at me so hard, I stop speaking.
He shuts the door of his police car in Cash’s face and says, “I will get you a ride home and after I take care of this, you and I will have our talk.”
Man, I have never seen my dad so mad. I look at Cash and he gives me a sincere look, almost like he is saying sorry. “But dad, it wasn’t Cash’s fault,” I start again. He turns on me so fast I backed up a few steps.
“I’VE ALREADY TOLD YOU WE WILL TALK WHEN I GET HOME!” He screams.
Tears stroll down my face and I hunker down a little bit. My dad has never yelled at me like this and especially in front of anyone else. I fe e l so sad in this moment. I look around for Jess and Cara. I spot Jake and he motions to the car. He pointed to Cara and Jess to let me know they were leaving. He gave me a sad smile and I knew he felt sorry for me. I sat there feeling as low as I ever have. I watched my dad open the back door up and say something else to Cash and then close it again. My thoughts went to my dad’s car. I have played in the front seat of that car and touched all the buttons to see what each one did. I thought it was so neat that my dad was a hero. Perspective is the word that comes to mind right now because that was my perspective of my dad’s police car. Cash , on the other hand, his perspective was different than mine. He is now sitting in the back of my dad’s car handcuffed.
My heart broke a little from the sight of it. I stood there looking at him through the back passenger glass. I was still crying and I lifted my hands to my heart. My dad was b usy talking to another officer at the moment. I looked around and it was kind of weird. I could hear the crackling of the fire, the other officer’s whisper, even my own breath , but it was scary silent. Everyone had scattered when the police showed up. I looked back at Cash in the police car.
I watched my dad coming my way and I knew he was still mad at me, I could see it in his eyes. “Go get in Taylor’s car, he’s taking you home , ” h e said all business. “You and I will talk about this in the morning.”
“Dad, Cas h didn’t ---”
“ Just stop it , Millie! I am so pissed off right now, just go!”
I put my head down and when I walked by him , I could feel the heat radiate off of him. My dad has never been this angry at me, ever. I kept walking towards Taylor’s car and when I passed Cash in the back of my dad’s car, I mouthed , “T hank you, ” knowing it wasn’t
Just as I was about to try to yell at Cash again, someone pulled him off. Oh crap , I thought, and then my worst fear came true. Yep, it was my dad. I quickly realized that I wasn’t even scared of my dad finding me here at the moment. I was more worried about what he was doing to Cash. He pulled Cash off of Cameron and ended up going to the ground with him.
He yelled at him, “Don’t move!”
I started crying at this moment. All of my emotions hit me at once and I wasn’t really sure if I was crying because Cam tried to take advantage of me, Cash was hurting Cameron, or that I was about to be in big trouble. I still don’t know the answer to that question ten minutes later when my dad ha d Cash in handcuffs.
While my dad was putting Cash in the back of his car, Cameron ran over to him and started telling my dad that Cash just showed up and jumped him. Cash d idn’t even try to defend himself, he stay ed silent. My head was spinning. How did this get so out of control so fast?
“Dad”, I start. He looks at me so hard, I stop speaking.
He shuts the door of his police car in Cash’s face and says, “I will get you a ride home and after I take care of this, you and I will have our talk.”
Man, I have never seen my dad so mad. I look at Cash and he gives me a sincere look, almost like he is saying sorry. “But dad, it wasn’t Cash’s fault,” I start again. He turns on me so fast I backed up a few steps.
“I’VE ALREADY TOLD YOU WE WILL TALK WHEN I GET HOME!” He screams.
Tears stroll down my face and I hunker down a little bit. My dad has never yelled at me like this and especially in front of anyone else. I fe e l so sad in this moment. I look around for Jess and Cara. I spot Jake and he motions to the car. He pointed to Cara and Jess to let me know they were leaving. He gave me a sad smile and I knew he felt sorry for me. I sat there feeling as low as I ever have. I watched my dad open the back door up and say something else to Cash and then close it again. My thoughts went to my dad’s car. I have played in the front seat of that car and touched all the buttons to see what each one did. I thought it was so neat that my dad was a hero. Perspective is the word that comes to mind right now because that was my perspective of my dad’s police car. Cash , on the other hand, his perspective was different than mine. He is now sitting in the back of my dad’s car handcuffed.
My heart broke a little from the sight of it. I stood there looking at him through the back passenger glass. I was still crying and I lifted my hands to my heart. My dad was b usy talking to another officer at the moment. I looked around and it was kind of weird. I could hear the crackling of the fire, the other officer’s whisper, even my own breath , but it was scary silent. Everyone had scattered when the police showed up. I looked back at Cash in the police car.
I watched my dad coming my way and I knew he was still mad at me, I could see it in his eyes. “Go get in Taylor’s car, he’s taking you home , ” h e said all business. “You and I will talk about this in the morning.”
“Dad, Cas h didn’t ---”
“ Just stop it , Millie! I am so pissed off right now, just go!”
I put my head down and when I walked by him , I could feel the heat radiate off of him. My dad has never been this angry at me, ever. I kept walking towards Taylor’s car and when I passed Cash in the back of my dad’s car, I mouthed , “T hank you, ” knowing it wasn’t
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