Sweet life of Phoebe Grey

Chapter 9

(Christians Pov)

I can't believe this. My poor Bubs must be so scared. I knew I should have picked her up this is all my fault. I speed dial Flynn. "Christian how may I help you?" He asks even at five in the morning he is willing to help me. I tell him everything starting back from last Friday night.

"Well Christian this is a tough situation. I am very sorry to hear about all of this. But what you have to remember is Phoebe is probably scared and in denial right now. You can't just go up to her with the video of her being attacked. In fact I would not even mention it. I would try to get her to tell you. For a victim, it is very hard to discuss the attack and she should be the one to tell you not the other way around. And also Christian I know it will be hard for you but you have to let her feel in control. You have to let her decide what to do with all of this." What he is saying makes sense I should let Phoebe tell me. He tells me if she still refuses to tell me or lies I should tell her I know. Gosh this is so hard. I keep watching my Phoebe.

I feel a hand on my back and look up to see the goddess that is Anastasia Grey. God she is quite the sight. And now I have to break the news to her that Teddy's worthless roommate has assaulted our sweet Bubs. "Come to bed" she says rubbing my shoulder. She is wearing a silk nightgown. Oh how I would love to take her and release all of my stress and worries; but no I get to break her heart. "Ana we need to talk" I say before taking her hand and leading her out of Phoebes room and to my office. I sit in my chair behind my desk and she takes one of the cushioned chairs in front of it. "I did not expect to be having a meeting with my husband this early." Her tone is light. Oh my sweet Ana I did not either.

After I tell my wife the news she demands to see the footage. She is sitting on my lap as I hit play. "Turn it off' she is crying I feel her too thin body shake on my lap. I turn her so I can cradle her body. "What are we going to do?" she asks looking hopeless. I explain to her that I called Flynn and told her about my plan to let her open up to us instead of pressuring her into telling us. She listens and nods "okay" she says. I cradle her to me letting her cry. I pick her up taking her into our room and laying her on the bed. I sit stroking her hair she stares down. "I'm sorry," I say to her. I let our daughter get hurt. "Christian come here" she says and pulls me so I am lying facing her. She wraps her arms around me pressing me towards her. "None of this is your fault. Don't even think about blaming yourself for this. If you knew she was going to get hurt you wouldn't have let her stay." Fair point well made as always.

At eight Ana and I go downstairs and make Phoebe's favorite breakfast. We sit and act as if everything is normal just like Flynn said to do. He also said if she seems uncomfortable with both of us to have the parent she is closer with talk to her. Which is me in this case. At around 9, Phoebe walks downstairs. Oh my poor Bubs, she looks exhausted her eyes are so swollen. She has never looked this bad before.

(Phoebes Pov)

I wake up and rub my head it hurts so bad, probably from all the crying. I sit and stare thinking about everything that has happened. I don't know what to tell my Dad about why I broke down yesterday. Maybe I should just tell him. No I can't maybe I can just say I wasn't feeling good. I don't even know what to do anymore.

I walk downstairs to find my parents. They are eating pancakes. I just don't feel hungry I should be but I just am not. "Hi Bubs" my dad says gently. He knows something is up he always knows. I sit down and mom puts pancakes in front of me. I thank her and pick at them a bit. "Bubs are you not hungry?" my dad presses. I tell him I am not and he looks down. "Sweets are you okay Dad told me about yesterday?" my mother asks me. What do I say? Should I tell them? No I can't tell mom it will crush her maybe Dad he will listen. I look at mom then dad then down at my lap. I see my Mom look disappointed. I can't do anything right now I have hurt mom. Tears start to form in my eyes. "I have some work to do Bubs please try to eat" my mom says before kissing my head and leaving my dad and I alone.

He just looks at me as I try to wipe the tears that are falling. "Bubs why don't we go into the living room and talk," he suggests. I nod following him. We sit in the living room and I look down. "Bubs I know it can be hard to talk to me but I want you to know I'll listen and we will take care of you and whatever it is that is making you so out of sorts." I need to tell him. I need to so Jake won't do what he did to me to anyone else. "Dad I-I um haven't been telling you the truth," I say looking down. He nods "I know so tell me what has been bothering you" he takes my hand in his and rubs my knuckles with his thumbs. And that's all he has to say before I am telling him everything. I tell him about Ryan and Jake and Mr. Williams.

My Dad looks lost not like his usual CEO self who is put together and knows exactly what to do when anything goes wrong. "He kept making me kiss him Dad" I sob "I'm so sorry" I say sobbing. "Shhh bubs come here come here bubs" he takes me in his arms and holds me. I just cry because everything has been so horrible this week. "Look at me" he says taking my chin and tilting it up. "We are going to get this taken care of. I am not thrilled you lied and waited this long to tell me about Ryan but we will get this all taken care of. I am not going to be the one to tell Teddy if you don't want me to be. You are in control of this Bubs." It makes me feel a tiny bit better that I get to be in control. "How about you get some sleep and then when you wake up you can eat and we can figure out what to do." He says I nod. "I am not letting you go through this alone Bubs I am with you every step of the way" This does make me feel better. I am so lucky to have my Dad.