-You can't tell anyone promise?-

~Chapter 1~

Warnings: Swearing, mention of the word drugs (not sure if I had to put a warning for that so put one in case)

The courtroom, a place in which I once loved I loved arguing and debate which is why I became a lawyer it was always a feeling of relief when the judge said the magic word and the criminal you were pleading against gets sentenced to time in jail for theft or drug dealing whatever crime it may be.
But today the tables were turned and my world flipped upside down as the man I love is sat next to his defence attorney being accused of aiding and abetting the murder his underaged son committed.
My husband Neal at the prosecution desk with hundreds of papers and files ready and waiting for his turn to speak, he was always the organised type which made him ready for anything, anything except this.

The judge permits Neal to speak and he immediately rises from his chair, walks over to the judge and plants a file on her desk, he turns around to face everyone and pulls his most devilish grin and I knew he was up to something. The room goes into silence which isn't much later disturbed by Neal's obnoxiously loud and very irritating cough
"Could you please state your name for the court to hear" He requests
To which Andy says nothing in response.
"I said state your name for the court" Neal ordered
Andy complies and muffles something not quite loud enough to hear.
"What was that I couldn't quite hear you" Neal challenged

Andy leans forward, resting his elbows on the table and replies "Andrew-Steven-Barber"
"Mr Barber, Andy" Neal addresses him
"Is it true that you had an affair with my wife ?"
Everyone in the room gasps in complete horror I look my husband directly in the eyes and he looks me directly in mine he knows he is not allowed to ask personal questions like that especially if they have nothing to do with why Andy's here in the first place Neal is pissed off I can see it in his eyes he just wants to know the truth and I owe to him to explain everything but I can't, I won't and he knows that so he's gonna get the truth by any means necessary.
"Yes" Andy replies confidently

"And is I true that you were sleeping with her so she would tamper with evidence to allow your son to get away with murder ?" He grilled
That question struck a nerve and I wasn't the only one feeling it.
Andy jolted up and launched at Neal only to be held back by his defence attorney, he was yelling and attempting to throw punches at Neal but they were being blocked by Andy's attorney.
He gave up and gave Neal one great big shove and stormed out of the room yelling and cursing loud enough for the entire building to hear I stand up from my chair and run out to follow him.
He's already halfway there to the exit by the time I get out to him "Andy !" I shout
To which he immediately turns around and comes walking over to me.
I re-tie his tie and clean him up a little bit after his tussle only a few short minutes ago
"Alright stop you're not my mother for God's sake" he grumbled

I quickly stop adjusting his suit jacket and look him directly in the eyes he mimics me and looks me in my eyes
"Are you okay ?" I ask
"Do I look like I'm okay ?" He snapped
"Okay I get it your angry but you don't have to be like that with me" I scolded
"I don't think you get it, I've been accused of aiding and abetting a murder that my son allegedly committed because of this my family is tearing apart and then he goes asks questions like that which I know he isn't allowed to do !" He ranted
"I know he wasn't allowed to ask that and don't you worry I'm gonna report it I have no idea why the judge didn't stop him maybe she thought it was relevant but it wasn't and it was wrong of Neal but what was just as bad was you going to hit him you just look more guilty and more suspicious so I suggest you get your act together and hope to God that the jury says you're innocent"
"Get off my back you're not my lawyer" he complained
"Exactly I'm not which is why I'm speaking as a person who loves and cares about you and not as your lawyer if you go to jail I'm not gonna be stood outside those gates in ten years ready to welcome you home I'll be moving on, and I don't want that so could stop being so stubborn and listen to me" I declared

"Can you just leave ?" He requests
"What ?" I ask
"Can you just go home?" he says sounding slightly more aggressive
"I'm here to help you I'm not just gonna go home" I explain
"You're just sat watching there's nothing more you can do"
"Regardless I'm staying" I assure him
"You know that's the one thing about you that irritates me" he complains
I furrow my brows at him
"You're just so clingy, you just wanna be around me all the damn time and it's so annoying it's like seriously just leave me alone!" He roared
"I don't understand why are you saying this ?"
"Isabelle just get the message and fuck off !"
I turn away from him and run down the stairs which became difficult as my vision blurred from the overwhelming amount of tears, I got outside and reached into my pocket remembering I have a copy of his car keys if anything bad ever happened.
I unlock the car and hop in the driver's seat, I start the car and realise it's pouring it down and I'm soaked my mind pondered about the idea of Andy getting upset because I dampened his seat but I shook myself out of it got it together and realised that I just don't care anymore.

I look over to my left at the courthouse stood dormant a single tear rolling down my cheek
'I gave up everything to be with him and it was all for nothing ?'