Page 3 of Redeeming Heart

“I can always just ask my father to look into her case and find out anyway or you can just tell me.”

He rolled his eyes at me and closed the file he was working on. “She is going to be charged with manslaughter.” He informed looking at me.

I wouldn’t say I am surprised but I was still baffled. “Can’t you do anything for her? He did attack her first so that can be ruled out as self-defense, right?” I questioned, aware that I was stepping on the sheriff’s toes.

He shrugged. “There is no proof." His curt answer wanted me to strangle him but that would only get my ass locked up again.

"She has bruises all over her and a shirt ripped to shreds as if she was manhandled. What more proof do you want?" I questioned. It was obvious that her boyfriend abused her and she only reacted out of self-defense.

"Anything that can proof of self-defense but our only witness is dead which she is responsible for, and she had a large amount of alcohol in her system." This was ridiculous. No wonder nobody wanted to rely on the law anymore.

"So, that's just it? You are going to drop the case because she was drunk?" I expressed my disappointment.

The sheriff looked displeased with my outburst. “If you can do a better job then you are welcome to take over from me." He offered and I almost accepted his offer but I caught my father’s narrowed look across the room that made me swallow my words.

"I'm sorry." I apologized only because of my father’s glare.

The sheriff nodded. "I know things don't always work out as we want and it's hard to accept it."

“By locking up a person for standing up for their rights?” The sheriff seemed uncomfortable with my remark that he had no comeback.

Life has gotten to the point where it became cruel and humans are responsible for their demise. If we only lived in a world where superheroes truly existed to save the innocent because the law doesn’t protect anyone anymore.

“What was that all about?” My father asked.

I wonder if my father was still a good man and will use his wits to help an innocent woman. “A girl who got arrested for stabbing her boyfriend and killing him in the process.” I would normally keep my mouth shut especially since my father was already mad at me for getting arrested but I couldn’t let it go.

“She is going to jail for only defending herself,” I explained and caught my dad frowning at me.

“Where did you hear about this?” He questioned unlocking the car doors.

“We shared a jail cell,” I answered.

Frowning when my father gave a sarcastic laugh and a shake of his head in disbelief.

“Now you are already making friends with murders.” His remark didn’t hurt as it should have but it was unexpected.

“Do all prosecutors see people in jail as monsters?” I questioned, feeling hurt that my father wouldn’t even look at her file.

"I have bigger things to worry about than a drunk shooting her boyfriend." He grumbled, showing me that he was disappointed in me.

I rolled my eyes at him. "So, I punched a guy, what’s the big deal?”

" You broke someone's nose and fractured their rib because you can't control your anger." He growled at me, shutting the car door quite loudly, and walked back over to me.

“Which he deserved.” I clarified without batting an eyelash. Yeah, so I got in trouble more than I can count these past few months but what happened today wasn’t my fault.

“What would you have done if he wanted to put in a claim against you?”

I shrugged. “I would have gone to court and defended myself as I did back at the gym,” I answered.

“You are a nineteen-year-old girl, Sasha.”

“Exactly. So, should I let a man take advantage of me while everyone turns their heads away pretending nothing is happening?” I took my father’s silence as a no.

"What would you have done if I was sexually harassed like Camille? The guy had his hands all over me while pinning me to a wall and what was I supposed to do?” I asked aware that it was a sensitive topic but he had to hear me out.

"You should have called someone." He persisted.

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