Will picked up the phone and I heard someone speak on the other side. Will's expression turned to worry.

Uh oh. That can't be good.

Will looked to me and said, "It's for you."

I nodded and took the phone. 

"Hi, Nico, this is the Bayville Police Department and we'd like to have you over here tommorow. Your dad needs to speak with you."

My heart seemed to stop. 

I guess he is going to get out sooner than I thought....

"Your dad says he can prove that he did not abuse you but he needs to speak with you."

"I....uh....I don't know...."

"Your dad made it seem like he never abused you, so we would love to have you over here to speak about it."

"I....okay....yeah....sure." I decided. 

Will looked at me curiously. 

'What's he saying?' Will mouthed. 

I bit my lip as the police officer told me the details. 

"How about eleven in the morning? Will that work?"

"Y-Yeah...t-that'll work fine."

"Okay good. Please don't forget."

"I won't."

I hung up and Will asked what the police officer wanted.

"He....he wants me to come to the police department tommorow at eleven."

"What for?"

"Mydadwantstotalkwithme." I said quickly. I didn't want him to hear since if he did, he would stop me. 

"What?" Will raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

"My dad....he wants to talk with me."

Will paled, "Nico, what did you say?"

I looked at my feet, not answering.

"Nico what did you say?!"

"I said I would,'' I said quietly.

"Nico! You know you can't! You are not going tomorrow."

"I said I would and now I have to. Otherwise they might think I was trying to avoid admitting that he did not abuse me or whatever. Then they'll let him come home and-and it'll be exactly like it was before."

But Will would not listen to my reasoning. He had his hands over his ears and was shaking his head. 

"No. no, no, no, no, no. You are not going tomorrow. I'm not letting you."

"Will maybe you should listen to him, after all-" Lou started.

"No. He will not be going. Not at all. Nico will not be going to the police department."

"Will, listen-"
"I will not! He's not going!" 

"Will, he has a good point-"

"No!"

We all continued to try to get him to let me go, but he shot down every idea. He didn't even listen to the whole thing. He would just say 'no' and someone else would try. 

Eventually we gave up. Will wasn't going to let me go no matter what.
"Fine. Nico won't go." Lou said, throwing her arms up in exasperation.
Will took his hands off his ears and grinned victoriously. 

"Good."

I sighed. 

Great, just great. 

-----Nico's dad's point of view------

The guard came back. "Nico will be attending the meeting with you tommorow. First you may speak to him in private. Then guards and police will come in and you get a chance to go back home. But only if Nico says you never abused him. Or if he doesn't show up in the first place." 

"Good. So I can go home tomorrow."

"If he says you never abused him."

"Yeah, yeah, okay."

Suddenly a loud screech filled the air and the guard looked up in alarm. 

"GET HIM!" I heard someone yell.

Then someone ran by. He was obviously a prisoner that had escaped. 

The guard glanced at me then ran after he guy.

I'm getting out. Whether Nico comes or not.

------time skipity skippy skip---------Nico's point of view----

I woke up at nine o'clock. Will was sitting in a chair writing in a diary or something.

I didn't know he kept a diary....

Will saw my questioning look and said, "This is from when I was little. I wrote a note each year and the next year I would read the last note and right a new one. Ugh, I'm realizing how confusing that is. Anyway, I haven't done it in forever, but I was bored so...."

I nodded. "I'm going out."

"Where?"

"McDonalds."

"Okay. Get me something."

"Okay."

I was leaving extremely early so that Will wouldn't suspect anything. He would probably just think I was getting breakfast. 

I headed over to the park. It was right next to the police department so I figured I could just wait there until it was eleven. 

I sat down on a swing and waited. 

------time skiiiiiiip-----

It was eleven o'clock. I headed inside and saw a officer inside. 

"What's your name?"

"Nico Di Angelo."

He raised an eyebrow. "You know, people have been talking about you.

I sighed, "What do they say?"

"Some say your brave. Others say a liar."

"What do you think?"

"I don't know yet. Maybe a little bit of both."

I nodded, and he directed me to a room where my dad was. When I stepped inside, my dad was already there. I suddenly regretted coming. 

The officer left and closed the door behind him. 

"Come here, Nico."

I whimpered but took a couple steps closer. 

My dad stood up from the chair he was standing in. He walked a little closer to me.

I flinched, walking backwards, away from him.

"I'm sorry, Nico."

"W-what?"

"I'm sorry that I hurt you. I shouldn't have done it. Please forgive me and we can leave together and live a happy life together in the house."

"But..."

He apologized? I wasn't expecting that.

"Please?" My dad seemed so innocent....

"No." My expression hardened. "You're trying to trick me. If I say yes everything will go back to the way things were before."

My dad's expression turned angry. He lunged at me and grabbed me.
"Listen, if you don't tell them that I never did anything to you, I'll find a way to get Will over here and it won't end well for him." He growled.

"You can't do that...." I whispered.

He slammed me against the wall. "Tell them I never hurt you!"

I was trembling now of fear. "But-"

He punched me. "TELL THEM!"

I touched my cheek, which he had punched. Then my dad stepped away and acted like nothing had happened. I wondered why but soon I found the answer. 

Guards and officers came in to talk to me. Two of the guards dragged my dad away.

One turned to me and asked the question I'd been dreading:

"Did your dad abuse you?"

WHOOOOOOOO YEAH ANOTHER CHAPTER!
And it's a cliffhanger HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH
I feel like Rick.

Word count: 1020 words

This needs tons of editing. Meh...I'll do it later. See ya!