Wrong Chapter 18, a strong medicine fanfic

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Lu had accompanied Andy to the police station. While the police were pretty sure it was him, they wanted Andy to confirm that it.

"Yeah." Andy knew this was something she had to do.

"Hello Dr. Campbell." An officer greeted her at the door.

"Hello." They shook hands.

"We have a line up of six different guys, one of which is the man we ID-ed as Leslie Campbell." He led her into a dark room. "You just have to tell us which one is him." She nodded. "Are you ready?" After a few moments, she nodded again.

Suddenly, a big glass window lit up to Andy's left. It only took her a second to identify Les. Though he had a beard, mustache, and long shaggy hair, Andy would recognize his face anywhere.

"That's him, number three."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Okay. We just need you to fill out some papers and you are good to go. I assume you are going to be filing charges for sexual assault, kidnapping, and damage to your car?"

"Kidnapping? Damage to my car?" Andy gave the police officer a weird look. "Why?"

"Don't you know? He is the owner of that blue truck that you said hit your car and was seen leaving your property the day your daughter was kidnapped."

Andy just stared at her ex-husband through the two-way mirror. "I want to talk to him."

"What?" The man looked at her like she was crazy.

"I want to talk to my ex-husband."

"Dr. Campbell, you don't have to-"

"I know I don't have to. I want to."

A few minutes later, Andy was in a room with a big burly police officer. Les was being brought in.

An officer practically threw him into a chair. "You have ten minutes," he said to Andy. She nodded.

The first thing that came out of Les's mouth shocked Andy. "Is Emily okay?" He asked sincerely.

"Where in the hell do you get off asking me that?" Andy was calm. Granted, she was pissed off as hell and not afraid to show it, but she was calm.

Les's voice was cold and hard as he answered. "She's my daughter, I care."

"Just like you cared about me?"

Les bit the side of his cheek and looked away. "I cared about her enough to bring her to Rittenhouse when I realized something was wrong."

"The only thing wrong was that she was with a rapist instead of her mother!" She snapped at Les.

Les, as cold as ever, said nothing.

"I just have to know one thing: why?"

"Why what?"

"Why did you rape me! Why did you beat me? Why did you shoot me and leave me there to die? Why did you hit my car?" Her voice lowered. "Why did you kidnap my day old daughter?"

Les looked at her, anger in his eyes. "You want to know why?" He stood up. "Because I was so God damn fucking sick of you and your holier than thou attitude!"

"What are you talking about?" She looked at him clueless.

"Everything I do, you can always do it better. Every time the girls came to me with problems, you would take over. In every decision we ever tried to make as a couple, you always took over. You were always trying to make me feel like crap! Everyday you'd treat me like a child that couldn't measure up to your high standards!" Les was fuming. "I thought that if I made you feel like that, if I belittled you enough, that you would finally be as weak as I've felt ever since the day I married you!"

Andy's mouth gaped open in disbelief. Her voice was low as she replied. "That is a lie. I never did any of those things to you." She shook her head. "I can't believe I married you. I can't believe I ever loved you." Giving him one last defiant look, she spoke again. "Looks like your plan didn't work. You're wrong, and I'm strong."

You presume I'm weak, presume I'm frail
But your presumptions won't prevail
I'm made of more than what you see
You tell me to twist
Tell me to bend
But I won't break to just to fit in
Just shut your mouth and listen up
I was so naïve
To let you have control of me
But now that I believe in me I know

You're wrong
And I'm strong
Unafraid, I'm moving on
'Cause I'm free to be me
Nobody tells me who to be
You're wrong
I'm strong
Unafraid I'm moving on
'Cause I'm free to be me
Nobody tells me who to be, yeah

I'm on the outside looking in
No longer do I pretend
To be something that I'm not
I don't run and I don't hide
Behind a comforting disguise
What you see is what you get
I was so naïve
To let you have control of me
But now that I believe in me I know

You're wrong
I'm strong
Unafraid, I'm moving on
'Cause I'm free to be me
Nobody tells me who to be
You're wrong
I'm strong
Unafraid, I'm moving on
'Cause I'm free to be me
Nobody tells me who to be, yeah

I wouldn't change a thing
'Cause life is how you grow
You live, you learn, and then you know

The End

If you're still with me, I'd like to thank you for sticking around. I've enjoyed writing this. Unfortunately, I have three other stories that require my attention, so I'll have to leave it here.

P.S. I'd love any comments. Think it sucked? Think it was great? Let me know. Thanks! ;)