I slept in Matt's room last night, I couldn't stay with Lucas after our talk. I know I will probably cry or beg, maybe both if I stayed longer so I left him alone. He didn't come down for dinner so I assumed he didn't want to see me either.

Matt slept on the couch, I feel bad that Matt can't even sleep on his own bed. But he insisted that I take the bed so I obliged. I don't know what I'd honestly do without Matt. He's always been there for me when I'm in trouble, he always lends me a shoulder to cry on. Everyone deserves a best friend like Matt, someone who will let you be your weird old self but love you nonetheless.

Today is the day Claire will be bailed out, so I asked the officers if I could meet her before she gets out. Dad has been calling me, telling me that I should change my mind. But I'm adamant about about this.

"Ems you ready?" I hear Matt's voice from outside his room.

"Yeah I'll be right out." I answer. I take a deep breath, to calm my nerves. I tell myself that this is the right thing to do. Mom would have wanted me to do this.

I open the door, seeing Matt leaning against the wall. "You sure about this?" He asks me again. Everyone keeps asking me this same question, its starting to get annoying.

"Yes!" I say, for what seemed like the hundreth time.

We both head downstairs, approaching the kitchen. Janet is busy making breakfast. Once she notices us, she smiles, "Good Morning guys. I made you breakfast."

Matt and I mutter a thanks, and takes a seat. I find myself looking for Lucas, he's been quiet all morning.

"Janet where's Lucas?" I ask her.

Her expression falters a bit when I asked her. "He left early in the morning." She finally answers, looking sorry.

My chest aches when I heard that. He left without even a goodbye. I thought he would at least spend the morning with me. Well I guess I was right about him not caring about me at all.

"Ems you okay?" Matt nudges me, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Yeah I'm fine." I try to smile. I know Matt sees right through me, but I'm glad he doesn't push me further.

The front door opens and my father walks in, with some papers in his hands. Once he sees us, he walks towards us, with a sour expression.

"Amelia look." He puts the paper in front of me. "I'm divorcing Claire."

"What?" I say, standing up. "Dad you can't do this to her."

"Of course I can! She hurt you! I'm never gonna forgive her." My dad practically shouts.

"All this time I've been telling you that and you never listened to me right? Just listen to me this time dad. She needs help, not jail." I plead.

"How can you say that so easily Amelia?" My father looks as me in disbelief.

"Because I know exactly how she feels okay? I went through the same thing. She's only acting this way because no one has ever shown her any affection." I exhale, composing myself so I don't cry again. "Even you Dad. You don't love her do you? You're only marrying her because you're trying to forget about Mom."

"Amelia that's not true."

"I know you don't care about either of us. That's why you always left home. Have you ever considered that Claire might feel lonely? Or I might need my dad?" I ask him.

"Amelia please don't be like this." He says, his eyes gloomy.

"Dad do you even hear what I'm saying?" I ask him.

He stays silent so I continue. "We are broken Dad. Did you know Claire was abused when she was a kid?" My father's eyes go wide when I said that, so he never knew. "She was tortured by her father, the same way she abuses me now. This is not her fault. She's just acting out because of what happened to her. Because she never received affection, that is why she's incapable of showing affection now. She needs help Dad. She needs love. You're the only person she's got now. You can't leave her alone Dad." I beg him, I can see his expression softening.

"Dad please do it for mom and me." I plead, looking into his eyes. If he ever loved me, he won't say no this time. If he still insists on divorcing Claire, that will be enough proof that he has no love for me.

"Alright." My father finally obliges.

I let out a breath that I didn't know I had been holding in.

"Thank you dad." I say, hugging him. I'm so glad he finally agrees with me.

He hugs me back, his arms engulfing me. "I love you Amelia." He says softly.

My tears begin to fall out when I heard him say that. I think this is the first time he has said it while meaning every word, since mom died.

"I love you too dad." I tell him, hugging him tighter.

We let go of each other, I offer my father a small smile. I think we're back to restoring our relationship now. We still have a long way to go but we'll get there eventually. I turn around, noticing Matt and Janet had seen the whole show. I see Janet wiping her tears. She's always the sentimental one among us.

"Ems I think its time for us to go." Matt tells me, glancing at his watch.

"Yeah we should go." I quickly wipe my tears, recomposing myself.

"Where are you going?" My father asks us, looking confused.

"I'm meeting Claire." I tell him.

"What? Are you sure about this Amelia?" My father asks again. Why is everyone asking me this?

"Yes dad. I need to talk to her."

"Alright. But I'm coming with you." My father says.

"No dad. I have to do this alone."

"Henry, I think Amelia's right. Why don't you stay and have breakfast?" Janet asks my father.

He sighs knowing he won't get through me. "Alright then. But be careful okay." He warns.

"I will. Thanks dad." I say, leaving the house.

The ride to the Police station is making me nervous and all sweaty. I hope Claire is in a better state of mind now. But how will she react when she sees me? I have a lot of scenarios playing in my head, making me even more anxious.

"Ems cool down. You're gonna be fine." Matt says, probably sensing my nerves.

"I don't know Matt. I'm a bit scared to be honest." I finally admit. I've been acting strong until now but honestly I'm scared as shit. She almost killed me so its not exactly exciting to meet someone who almost took your life.

"Hey you know there will be security right beside you right? You're not going to be alone." He says, pulling to a stop.

I take a deep breath first, calming my nerves before I get out of the car. We meet the officers from before, they lead us through the office and into a secluded room in the corner.

"She's waiting for you." The officer says opening the door for me.

"Alone?" I ask him, since I'm scared to be alone in a room with her.

"There's a security inside Miss. You don't have to worry." The officer offers me a small smile.

I nod, taking one final breath and exhaling slowly. I step inside and see Claire sitting on a chair in the middle of the room. There's a table separating one chair from the other, so I approach the other chair. She has her back to me so she doesn't see me coming in. Once I get to my chair, she finally looks up at me.

She holds a blank expression, still staring at me. Both of us stay silent for the longest time, neither of us looking away. There's so many things I want to say in my mind, but I don't know where to start.

"So you're okay." Claire finally speaks up.

"Yeah." I say. The pressure I feel cools down a bit when I heard her say that. Could it be possible that she might have been worried about me? Even just a little bit?

"Claire we're letting you out." I finally tell her what I'm here for.

"Why?" She questions, not sounding at all surprised.

"Because we want to help you." I say, waiting for her to lash out at me again. "Before you get mad at me, please hear me out first." I quickly add.

"Go on." She says surprising me. She's been surprisingly calm till now, I don't know if its the place that has got anything to do with it but I'm glad she's willing to listen.

"I used to detest you so much growing up. I thought there was no one who is worse than you. I hated you. I hated that I always had to suffer because of you. At some point I thought the problem was me. Maybe I deserved to be abused. Maybe that's the same reason mom left so early. That's the conclusion I came up with. I spent every night crying myself to sleep." I fight back the tears that are waiting to spill. "But when I learned about how you were abused too, my feelings about you changed. I know how it must have felt to keep getting abused, without ever being appreciated. I know because that's how you have always treated me." I scoff. "But you see Claire, I don't blame you. All you needed was a little love and attention. I know that under all that layer is a scared little girl, desperately in need of affection. I see that girl, Claire. I hear her cry. Because that same girl is inside of me too. So I'm here to help bring out that little girl in you and give her all the love and affection she never received when she was young. She deserves so much more. Its not your fault Claire. Let us help you." My tears trail down my face, I wipe them off, sucking in a breath.

Claire listens intently for the whole time, before finally speaking up. "I don't know what you're trying to get to here. But I don't want your help! No, I don't need your help! This little 'hero act' you put on, it won't work on me. You're just a pathetic little girl." She spits.

Here I thought she would at least give me a chance but she's clearly not seeing why I am doing this. My heart breaks for her because she can't even see love when its being shown to her.

I shake my head, sad about the fact that I can't get through to her. "Claire, I've tried my best to help you but you can't even acknowledge that. I wasn't expecting it anyway. But yes you're still getting out, you will see a doctor after this. Its court orders. Not mine. They only let you out if you would seek help. So you're gonna get help whether you want it or not." I tell her.

"I said I don't want your help!" She shouts.

I stand up to leave, I've had my say so I'm leaving her. Just before I open the door, I stop short in my tracks, looking back at Claire.

"I forgive you." I say and leave the room.

*****

Finally, Amelia has her closure with Claire. I'm so proud of her. I know I'm the one creating her character, but I feel like they're my babies. Lol so I care about them a lot.

I love you all so much! Stay happy guys!