Brooke’s POV

I see 2 police cars pull into my driveway. I race outside to great them- ready to be done with my seemingly endless torture. One man calmly comes up to be and introduces himself, "I am James Pyle, police Chief. Are you Brooke Hyland?" "Yes!" I plead with a sigh of relief. "Okay. Can I have your mom's number while my friend Officer Hank talks with you?" I tell him my moms phone number and turn toward officer Hank. "Honey, what does your dad do to you?" He asks trying to calm my nerves. "He... He abuses me. He rapes me. Everyday after school!" "Okay and no one else knows about this?" "No." I assure him. "Why have you not told anyone?" He asks. I respond slightly more calmly, "he threatened me if I told anyone. He never told me the consequence but I have been to scared." He nods, and continues prodding me with questions. "So why did you call today?" "Well, he left right after he finished with me, he normally doesn't do that. So I took the opportunity. I've been wanting to do this for a while, but have been to scared." He nods and Officer James comes back over. We go inside while we wait for my mom to come home.