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To Hurt is to Become Chapter 1: Edwards' Family Life
By Innocent Guilt
Bill's Office
On April 6, 2002 Bill Edwards has been finishing up his
last set of papers when his security paged him on the
phone. "Sir, I know you said do not disturb you because you
were heading out in a few minutes, but there is a phone
call for you from the Senator." His Security spoke.
"It's okay, transfer him through." Bill sighed. 'She's
going to kill me for missing another dance recital.' He
thought. Today was the day of his daughters dance recital.
He knew by missing it she would be upset. "How may I help
you Senator Willams?"
"It's my daughter. She's gone crazy. Yesterday I came home
and found her in DIAPERS!" He screamed the last part. "Can
you believe that. She had actually bought diapers and had
them on. When I asked her why she had bought them. Her only
reply was 'A baby need diapers.' I've had it up to here. I
need outside help. Please tell me what to do? Can you
imagine what the press will think?"
"Calm down sir. I need a few facts before I can figure out
what is going on in her head. Has she ever been around or
taken any illegal substances?"
"No, I have a bodyguard that keeps a watchful eye on her.
She isn't allowed anything like that."
"What about family troubles have you or the Misses been
fighting?"
"No. I love my wife. We could never fight." That's what
they all say Bill thought.
"Hum, we have ruled out these possibilities. The next set
may get a little more difficult. Before I ask I need to
know that you are up to the task of answering it. Do you
understand what I'm saying Senator?"
"Yes, anything just please help me." He answered.
"Has your daughter ever had any mental related problems or
stress problems?" Bill asked.
"As far as mental problems no. She was the perfect little
girl when she was younger. Now stress is hard to say. As a
father I have always tried to be there for her, but there
were times I missed out on certain events of her life." The
senator answered.
"What type of things did you miss out on?" Bill asked
"For starter a few of her birthdays, there was the big
cheerleading contest that I missed, and dance recitals."
The senator quivered at the thought and realization of it.
"You don't think that these could be reasons for her
current behavior do you doc?" The senator asked.
"These could all be possibilities. With children it is
never a no or yes answer. I would need to talk to her in
person. How is tomorrow at 10am for you?" Looking over at
his clock Bill thought there might be a chance for him to
make it his own daughter's dance recital if he rapped it up
quickly.
"I can manage. I will send a police car to escort you here
if you need."
"No, I'm fine without one. I'll be there on time and ready.
Just have your daughter in a normal setting so I can
observe her reactions first hand." Bill replied.
They both hung up and that was it. Bill paged his security
and told her that she could leave now. It took him a few
minutes to grab his brief case and straighten up
everything. When he finished he was off and gone too.
The Dance Recital
Bill had been racing down the lanes as fast is possible. He
was spinning with adrenaline and endorphin right now. "Damn
crazy female driver." He yelled as he passed the car in
front of him. 'If they call it a highway then why doesn't
everyone go at the same speed.' he thought as he tried
interchanging lanes.
Finally he had reached the parking lot of the convention
hall. He quickly found a parking spot after nearly
colliding with a car. After finally parking and doing a bad
job of it Bill finally made it into the recital hall. When
he entered nobody was there.
'Damn!' he thought as he searched around. WACK! He had just
slammed head first into a janitor. "I'm sorry." Bill said
as he tried to get up.
"It's okay. Happens all the time. Just pay more attention
and slow down it isn't the end of the world." The janitor
replied.
"It will be if I don't make it to see my daughter. Perhaps
you can help me. Do you happen to know where the 5 year
olds of Princesses Academy are?"
"Yes sir I do. If you take a left over at that corner and
then a right at the next and a left after that you will
find the room labeled auditorium." The Janitor replied.
"Thank you and again sorry for knocking you over." Bill
replied quickly and then ran for the room.
"They never listen." The janitor sighed as he watched Bill
run off.
After taking the left, then right, and then left again he
finally made it to the room. His nerves were driving him
crazy. He wanted to enter, but parts of him held him back.
That was when the doors opened automatically and the
audience was all falling out. He was faced in the middle of
thousands of parents holding their children's hands. His
hurt fell to the ground.
'Damn if only I had been sooner.' He thought.
That was when he saw the face. Her mother was carrying her
by the arms. The tears running down the cheeks. His
daughter was crying and he had caused it. He ran over to
meet them.
"Honey I tried. Honestly I really tried to make it." Bill
said with a saddened and guilty heart.
"Not a word. This was the last draw. All she wanted was to
see you there like all the other fathers. The worst part
was having to explain to the other parents why you weren't
here. We had saved you a seat and everything."
With that she started walking again. As she walked away he
saw his daughters face again. She glanced at him in tears
and all.
"Daddy's mean!" A faint voice spoke.
She thought he was mean. He just stood there in a deep
depressed state. His vision of being the perfect father had
just been shattered. His daughter no longer thought of him
as the way he had seen in the pictures on his desk. His
wife was angry at him for the embarrassment that he had
caused them. He stood there questioning everything for
hours till complete darkness had surrounded him.
Home
Bill was upset about everything that had happened. He
didn't want to upset his daughter, but work had got in the
way. The sad truth was Bill was doing the same thing that
the Senator had done to his daughter. How was he going to
help her when he can't even help is own household. The
conflicts were causing him to have giant migrain.
Slowly he walked up to the door at which his wife was
waiting for him. "We need to talk." She said.
They walked through the living room, then crossed through
the den to the bedroom where they shut the doors in hope
that Chrissy wouldn't hear.
"I know your work kept you from making it. I also
understand and don't hold it against you. The thing that is
hard is seeing that girl's face and then trying to explain
it. Everyday she practiced hard just so she could see our
faces shining back from the audience."
Bill sighed, "I really did try. I had even promised her
that I would be there. When I saw that face and heard those
words I felt guilty for causing my little girl pain. How
could I have done that to my own daughter?"
Cindy, Bills wife name, went over to him. She set next to
him and placed her arms over his. "Listen I know you tried.
It's just that to a little girl her father's and mother's
support is a must. Not only that I need you there."
She then leaned over to kiss him. She really wasn't trying
to be hard on him. It's just that it was hard taking care
of a 5 year old alone. She felt like an only parent at
times while Bill was wasn't there.
"Honey, I really want to make it up to you and her. How can
I?" Bill questioned.
"The only thing we can do now is hope. There are no quick
solutions to this. We just need time to think our options
over, but I have faith we can make it through together."
They both held each other hands tightly together and
forgetting the world outside and inside.
Upstairs Chrissy's room
Chrissy knew that her father had come home, but she was too
upset to go down and see him. She was sitting on the floor
next to her dollhouse combing her dolly's hair. Inside was
a family similar to that which made up her own family. The
mommy was in the kitchen cooking. While the daddy was
thrown in the trash. The baby was her dolly that she kept
close to her in her hands.
"Daddy's stupid. Daddy Stupid." She kept saying and crying
the whole time.
In her mind she couldn't understand why her daddy had
missed her dance recital. 'He said that he would be there.
I just wish he knew how it felt.' she thought.
Chrissy wasn't really a bad girl. She just felt upset and
hurt.
Back in Cindy and Bill's bedroom
Cindy looked over at the time and noticed that it was 2am.
She nudged her way loose from Bill. "Can't we stay like
this just a little longer?" Bill asked.
"I wish we could, but it's late and I still haven't gotten
our daughter to bed." Cindy replied. Bill just sighed and
gave a pout. "Don't worry I'll be back."
"I know, it's just that we don't get to share many moments
like these anymore. It felt good." They both sighed at the
same time.
Cindy was half way out the door though. It had only taken
her 3 minutes to go up the stairs to Chrissy's room. When
she opened the door she noticed Chrissy next to the doll
house. "Alright little one. Time for bed. It's way past
your bedtime." Cindy spoke with the hint of authority.
Chrissy turned and looked at her mother. Her mother could
tell that she had been crying yet put on a front.
Chrissy got up and went to her mother. "Does daddy still
love me?" She asked her mother. Tears ran down her cheeks.
"Honey, he loved you since the day you were born. Why would
you think that he wouldn't?" Cindy asked knowing the
answer.
She had a feeling her daughter would still be upset about
today's events. It was part of the reason she had allowed
her to stay up this late.
"He lied to me mommy. He said that he could and would be
there. It just isn't fair. I tried so hard tonight."
Chrissy said.
"I know you did honey and I was very proud of you. Everyone
was. Your dance moves were right on. They all clapped and
cheered for you." Cindy replied trying to cheer her
daughter up.
"But he wasn't there. Daddy wasn't there to see my
performance. He's never there to see me." Chrissy screamed
letting her tempter over take the best of her.
Cindy held her and gave her a tight hug. "Your father
wasn't there because of his job. He really did try to be
there, but it kept him from making it. You know that
without that job he wouldn't be able to support us and
without that support you wouldn't be able to be in dance."
Cindy stated.
She knew Chrissy would understand. It was just a matter of
time and care.
"I know. It just makes me sad that he can't be there. I
know it's not his fault." Chrissy replied squishing back on
her mother.
Cindy lifted up her daughter's cheek. Then kneeled down so
that she was level with her. "Will you do mommy a favor and
be a big girl and go give your dad a hug?" She dried the
tears away from her daughter's cheeks.
"Okay." Chrissy weakly replied.
Her mother had taken her hand and led her to the stairs.
Bill was waiting at the bottom for them to meet him. He had
been listening to his wife and daughters conversation and
knew he was one of the Luckiest men alive. Cindy let go of
Chrissy's hand and watched her go down the stairs. For
Chrissy it took her awhile to get down each step. With a
child that was to be expected. There legs weren't as long
as adults and they had to hold on tighter to the railing.
"Why what do we have here. It looks to me that a angel has
fallen from Heaven." Bill said while opening his arms out
to give Chrissy a hug.
"Hi Daddy." Chrissy said.
Part of her wanted to accept the hug, but another part was
still battling the urge to run back to mommy and hide. Only
one side would win and that was the one that accepted the
hug. The two hugged and then let go of each other.
"I know I let you down sweat heart. Daddy is very sorry for
it. How about tomorrow night we go out for ice cream and
cake?" It wouldn't take away the pain, but Bill knew at
least it would help.
Chrissy showed signs of a weak smile. She was still upset,
but she liked the sound of that ice cream. "Okay daddy."
The two hugged then her mother led her to the bathroom. The
house had contained 3 bathrooms. Two of them had full baths
and the other just had a toilet and sink. The bathroom that
they were currently in had been converted into the
children's bathroom. It had a walk in closet that held all
of Chrissy's sleeping clothes and bath toys. Her mother
grabbed them along with a bathrobe that had a picture of a
princess on it. Below the picture it had stitching that
spelled out the word Princess. She then brought those to
her daughter who had been waiting on the toilet.
"Don't forget to wipe underneath." Cindy said.
"Mom, you don't have to remind me anymore. I'm a big girl
now." Chrissy embarrassing replied.
"I know, but to me you will always be mommy's little girl."
Cindy had touched Chrissy noise. This produced a smile and
also another blush.
Cindy helped remove the rest of the dance costume that
Chrissy had on and placed it neatly to the side. She then
started the tub. First she turned the knob to cold and then
turned it gradually to hot to allow the water to get warm.
Once she was satisfied with the temperature she then put
the plug in to stop up the water. She then helped her
daughter into the tub. Before she would have picked her up
and put her in, but Chrissy was a growing girl and part of
the learning experience was her getting in on her own.
After she was safely into the tub Cindy then grabbed the
bubble bath. It had become routine for the bubbles to be
added and Cindy had been so used to it that she could pour
the right amount in without measuring it out anymore.
"Now because you are such a big girl I'm going to be right
outside. Just remember turn the knob off by twisting it
like I have showed you and don't let the water fill up to
full. Remember when your ready to scrub up just call for me
and I'll be there."
"Okay." Chrissy replied.
She had already been happily playing with her toys and was
ready for her mother to leave. She watched her mother
quietly leave. Bath times were always her favorite times.
She loved how the bubbles tickled her noise. She also loved
how funny her face looked when she held her bath time
mirror up.
Cindy's Office Room
While Chrissy was taking her bath she usually went to her
office to get some work done. Before Chrissy was born they
had used the room as a spare bedroom. However Bill had
contractors come in and remodel the room. Just like Bills
office, Cindy's office contained pictures of her daughter
and Bill. There was a library of books on the wall that
Cindy had used while she was a caseworker for the state.
Now she only took a few cases while Chrissy was at
kindergarten. She also used the room as a safe heaven to
escape the worries from everyday life. Right now it gave
her a peaceful place to relax while her daughter bathed.
"She really is a good kid and you are a great mother with
her." Bill said placing his arms around Cindy, which had
startled her.
"Do you have to do that every time you walk in here?" She
questioned him.
"Well if I didn't I couldn't see the natural beauty of my
wife everyday." Bill Responded.
Cindy blushed, "You know she's right next door. She'll hear
us."
"I know, I peeked by as I was walking in. She didn't see or
notice me, but I just had to make sure my little angel was
okay. It's amazing how much she looks like you. Especially
the eyes." Bill responded.
"Well she has your noise. I admit she is a handful, but
without her here it just wouldn't be the same."
"Ever thought of us producing another?" Bill asked.
"Well now is that a excuse to get me in bed."
"A little of both... Grrr." Bill said with a voice that
sounded like an energetic tiger. The two of them giggled
and kissed each other.
"Mommy, I'm ready." The two heard their daughter calling
off in the distances.
"You know she has the same timing as your mother does. She
always knows just the wrong time to call you." Bill joked.
"Oh you, well a woman's work never ends. I'll meet you
upstairs just save that energy."
She teased by showing a little bit of her legs. Then walked
off to the bathroom to get her daughter scrubbed up and
ready for bed.
Back in the Bathroom
Cindy scrubbed head to toe of Chrissy's body. She wanted to
make sure her daughter was cleaned. When she figured she
had scrubbed enough she then grabbed the Johnsons and
Johnsons shampoo for her daughters hair. She squeezed it
into Chrissy's hair and then started to rub it in.
"How much longer?" Chrissy questioned.
"Just a little bit more sweetheart. Hang in there." Cindy
replied. A foul expression was hanging on Chrissy's face.
She was ready to get out. "There all done. That wasn't so
bad was it?"
"No mommy." Chrissy replied.
Cindy then gave her daughter the signal that it was okay to
come out of the water. As Chrissy rose up she then placed
the towel around her hair to dry it off. Then Cindy moved
down the body till all of her daughter's body was dry as
can be. She then placed the bathrobe on her daughter and
tied it shut. The next step of Chrissy's everyday bath
process was drying the hair and brushing it out so there
would be no tangles. Chrissy had long strawberry blonde
hair that took 20 minutes each night to brush out.
"Ouch. Why do we have to do this every night mommy?"
Chrissy asked.
"It's the same as I told you the last time you asked. If I
didn't your hair would tangle up and chances are we would
have to cut it off." Cindy replied.
Chrissy cringed at the thought of her hair being cut off.
She always loved how people gave her complement on how
pretty it was. After all of it had been properly combed out
she then led her daughter back to the closet where Chrissy
picked out a pretty ballerina print, long john style
pajama. It was one of her favorite sets of pj's because it
showed ballerinas dancing around and she loved ballet along
with anything else related to dance.
First Cindy placed the top part onto Chrissy's head and
then the bottom. After she was all safe and snug in her
pj's Cindy then took Chrissy over to the sink where she put
her daughter on a step stool so that she could brush her
teeth. Chrissy didn't care for this part of the process,
but she knew it was something she had to go through. After
2 minutes of brushing it was then time to walk Chrissy back
to her room and tuck her in.
Chrissy's bed had been specially bought for her. It was
that of a princess playhouse. On the right was where she
kept her ponies and the left contained all of the dollies
that she liked. Chrissy's bed sheets were made up of the
Little Mermaid. It was her favorite Disney movie. A step
stool also lay next to Chrissy's bed that she used to get
up and on to the bed. After climbing up her mother then
reached down to tuck the sheets in around her and gave her
daughter a hug.
"I love you mommy." Chrissy said.
"I love you too. Sweet dreams." Cindy replied.
With that Cindy left while her daughter soon fell into
pleasant little girl dreams.
Bill and Cindy's Bedroom
Cindy had entered the room hoping to find Bill ready and
eager for sex. As she climbed in she noticed that Bill had
already fallen to sleep. She let out a deep sigh.
'I guess when your stuck between a child and work, pleasure
becomes a lost cause. Maybe tomorrow night.' With those
final thoughts Cindy fell asleep too.
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