Dixie had finally got some news about where Stacy had been. She was in Des Mondes, South Dakota six hours from her, she had just started kindergarten this year. Dixie had already missed so much, Stacy's first step, her first word, crawling, and her first year of school. Dixie hoped that Ken and his new wife were treating her little girl good, better than he had ever her. She hoped she would see her little girl soon. She had called the lawyer to tell him what the personal investigator had told her, to see if he had any news on if she could visit or not.
"Timothy, they found her! She's in Des Mondes, have you received the order for visitation rights for me to go see her? Spencer, my parents and I would love to go see her." Dixie said cheerfully over the phone to her lawyer.
Timothy finally had some good news for her "I was going to call you, you see, I've known where she was for a couple months, but Mr. Mace's attorney hasn't made it too easy to get you visitation. Kenneth had claimed you had signed papers with full knowledge that you have up your rights. I have been able to finally get a judge order for you to have visitation rights every other weekend. The bad news is it has to be supervised and you can not take her, as we are still battling custody rights. Mr. Mace has told the lawyer that you were an unstable mother, without your own income, and without your own home. Therefore the court will not allow you to take her off the visitation center site. That's the best news I can give you right now Miss Hall.I'm sorry it isn't better news." Timothy said.
He had been trying his very best to help Dixie find her daughter and get her rights to her daughter again, but it had been a fight every step of the way. He felt so bad for her, he wished it wasn't taking as long as it had, for her to even see Stacy.
"At least I get to see her, it's been five years this is still very good news thank you Timothy. When could we go see her?" Dixie said she was disappointed she couldn't spend more time with her or see her alone but itwas finally a start.
"I have made arrangements for this weekend. I didn't think you would want to wait for more than a week to see her. Now, I've got to tell you that the first weekend she can only see you. I know it's hard because of Spencer, but the next time you will be able to take her. They want to see how she does with just you before continuing to bring in people." Timothy said he knew itwasn't ideal, but it was all he could offer right now.
"That's ok. I will cancel my shift this weekend at the restaurant. My parents can watch her. Just message me the address, I will be there. Thank you." Dixie sighed her heart was heavy but she would finally see her daughter in five days- after five long years.
"Yes ma'am. You're welcome." Timothy said and then hung up the phone.
Dixie raced down stairs she couldn't wait to tell her parents and Spencer that they were finally going to see Stacy, after all these years it felt like an internaty finally it was going to end, it felt like a dream. Dixie, bringing them all into the kitchen, explained the news and they were ecstatic!
"When do we finally get to see her Momma?" Spencer asked with excitement. She was finally going to get to see her sister after all this time...she would finally get to play with someone other than her grandmother.
"Well at first it's got to only be me honey. I'm so sorry." Dixie paused as her heart was breaking for Spencer and her voice trembled with sadness
"They want to see how she does with me first, before introducing anyone else." Spencer was already pouting with little tears in her eyes.
"It's alright hun. Spencer will be ok here with me, maybe we'll get her a new toy, would you like that, Spencer?" Diana said looking at Spencer she loved to spoil her when she could.
"Ok grammy" Spencer said nodding in agreement, afterall she loved getting time with her grams.
It was Tuesday Stacy had woken up knowing her step sister told on her, and that she was still in trouble for breaking the cup. She sighed, stretching and climbing down the bunk bed her step sister of course had already been awake. It wasn't like she had anywhere else to go, she wasn't social in kindergarten, she was afraid they would pick on her like her family did. She stuck to herself. She got dressed in old baggy hand-me-down clothes, an old pink shirt that had a couple holes in it, and pants that were a little too big. She tied her curly long red hair up into a ponytail, and made her way to the kitchen. She had to do everything herself, she knew they wouldn't leave any breakfast for her so she got her backpack. As soon as she got into the living room Kelly spotted her, outraged already."Well, well you finally woke up.. now get going to school before the bus leaves. I will deal with your punishment when you get home, this is the best punishment yet." Kelly said her voice f
Stacy and Dixie were only an hour away from meeting each other. Dixie had gotten up early and made sure she put on her best blue jeans, and dress shirt, putting on makeup and her hair up nicely. She wanted to look good, impress the person that was going to be watching them while they interacted, that way she had a better chance of getting to see her daughter more frequently. Stacy had gotten up that morning and for the first time she got breakfast, she was the first one to take a shower, putting on her nice new black jeans, purple long sleeve shirt, white tennis shoes everything was new it felt good to finally be in something that wasn't big or had holes in it. She had brushed her hair, once she left the bathroom her dad was waiting for her with a brush and ponytail so he could put her long curly red hair up and then it was finally time to get going. She got into her father's old truck and they left."You will not say anything about me or Kelly
The first weekend they met, Stacy and Dixie got close.. for those few hours each day, for two days, they had played and enjoyed every minute.Dixie, savoring the moments with her daughter..knowing the clock would tick that heart wrenching "Tick!" And the time either daughter would come to an end. Now it was back to "normal". She only could see her mother every other weekend, and two weeks felt like such an eternity."Why couldn't it go by faster?", Stacy thought. She wanted to spend time with her mom, and sister. Kelly didn't like Stacy calling Dixie "Mom"around her."...Did my Mom call?" Stacy had asked Kelly in the morning before school."Do not call her that around me! She isn't "Mom" she is Dixie. My ass has taken you in, and I raised you! She didn't do shit!" Kelly spat and pushedStacy into the dining chair. "If I have to tell you again, you will get punished!" Kelly said she really hated Dixie; she hated Stacy too. Kelly said Stacy was "ungratefu
The next week had been the worst she had ever had, the punishment seemed to go on forever. She didn't get to go to school for that week. Kelly had called the school to say she was sick, also she called the visitation center to tell them Stacy was sick, they both seemed to buy it. The closet was dark as the light bulb had burnt out, Kelly didn't come check on her, neither did anyone else, did they even notice she was gone? She hadn't eaten besides the peppers she was forced to eat. It had already been about five days that she had been in the closet, her stomach was rumbling, she could barely talk and her mouth was so dry. She had heard someone come down the stairs Stacy stumbled back into the corner.To her surprise her father opened the door, he had a smirk on his face he was wearing basketball shorts, and no shirt on Stacy stared at the plate of food and drink that he had, there were also a couple of snacks on the tray that he held. Where was Kelly Stacy thought. Why was he b
Stacy had nightmares about what her father had done to her, she was afraid to speak or even look at him. She feared that if she told that he would find out and beat her, and then do it again. How much longer was she supposed to take the abuse? How much longer could she stand staying silent about it? She just wanted a escape, she wanted to run as far away as she could. When your only five you don't get very far without the police finding you and taking you home. As she got dressed that morning for school she had brushed her hair in the bathroom, tears streaming down her pale white faces, her blue eyes dull and with a hint of pain, her red hair used to be long and wavy was now ear length and straight it was uneven and it looked horrible she absolutely hated it. She hated Kelly, she hated her father, she was lost in her thoughts of hate when her father had burst into the bathroom door, locking it behind him. Ken knew she hadn't ta
Stacy was finally going to tell her counselor today, she was just waiting until lunch like she always did, and slithered to the counselors office. She didn't want Shelby or Brandon to see her, or to tell Kelly that she had gone to the counselors office. When she finally reached the door she knocked hearing a come in she opened the door."Hi Mrs. Fitz I know we don't have a meeting scheduled for today, but I can't keep going on like this…" Stacy paused "I need to talk about this with someone, someone that can't tell anyone." Stacy said sitting in the chair in front of Mrs. Fitz"What is going on, Stacy? When we have our visits you never tell me anything. Are you alright dear?" Mrs. Fitz asked her green eyes filled with concern for Stacy. She cared about her students.Stacy took a deep breath not trying to hyperventilate, she was so scared to tell anyone what was going on "You promise not to tell anyone?" Stacy asked she needed reassurance that she was safe."I
After telling Mrs. Fitz the police had soon arrived at the school to get Stacys story. She hated repeating herself over and over again she had already felt like her dad was going to murder her if he found out she told anyone, now the police were here talking to her. She told them the same thing she told Mrs. Fitz. Tears streamed her face each time she had pictured what had happened this morning. She was off in her own world thinking about how much she was in trouble, how she'd get punished, and how they wouldn't believe her, when officer Shay came in and kneed down by her. Officer Shay had beautiful brown hair that was all the way down to her hips it was pulled into a high pony tail, she had a tough demeanor, although she was very nice to Stacy, she was very fit, and she was a victim officer. "Hey Stacy were going to the hospital ok? We have to run some testing and get you seen by a doctor okay?" She said trying to comfort her and make her feel safe.&
If it wasn't already as terrible telling her councilor Stacy was alone in the hospital bed officer Shay was outside the door as Stacy had to strip. Her clothes would have to go to the evidence for trace of what had happened to her this morning.... She was now in a pink hospital gown with unicorns on it, if she wasn't so nervous and scared she would've thought it was cute, her blue eyes looked dull and tired, her hair was messy and her body shaked with terror. What was gonna happen to her now?She took a couple deep breaths trying to calm herself down but she couldn't, tears came streaming down her face. What if she had to go back? Was it really normal for dads to do what hers had? Did it really mean he loved her? Why did she still hurt so bad on her hooha? She thought as she heard a knock at the door. It was the doctor to come examine her."Hi Stacy I'm Dr. Niah Nichols I'm the doctor for pediatric victims unit, I am not here to hurt you. I'm jus