Weak For Him || Darkness Book #1 ✔️

Chapter 93 | Sentencing

Stacey's Pov

I've been laying here for hours now and I can't seem to stop crying. I pulled one of his t-shirt out to lay with needing to feel like he's still here and it just made me worse. Jason checks on me every hour or so, to make sure I'm okay.. well I'm not, but I'm still here.
Liam's phone suddenly rings, seeing Trent flash on the screen so I answer it, putting it to my ear.
"Hello" I says sniffling, wiping my eyes.
"Sweetheart, I heard about Liam, what happened why did you leave?" he asks and I explain all about his mum and how he wanted to see her.
"I see, and you're still there?" he asks and I nod my head slowly
"Yeah" I tell him and he sighs.
"Do you want to go back to the mansion, tell me what you need. I'm always here" he tells me and I begin to cry.
"I want Liam" I tell him and he sighs again sounding sad.
"I know you do sweetheart, tell me how I can help you" he says again and I shake my head then shrug. I don't know anything.
"I don't know what am I going to do without him?" I say but the words getting caught in my throat as my breathing because harder.
"You'll get through this, Stacey. Just like you did before, nothing will happen. Do you need me to come to you now?" he asks me but my tears just keep falling.
"I don't know, his mum wants me to stay" I tell him not sure if I can. It's making me feel worse right now.
"Okay, sweetheart it's your choice, but if you do need me to come to you, just ring and I'll be straight there okay?" he tells me and I nod my head again, fiddling with Liam's tshirt.
"Okay, I'll call you if I need you, thank you Trent" I tell him before we hang up.
I curl back up and begin to scroll through the pictures on Liam's phone. I see a lot of me that I didn't realised he'd even taken.. again. But, why is this happening to us. Why can't we be happy like everyone else.
I click off and stare at a picture of Liam and my crying comes back full force. I can't do this!

***

Waking up suddenly, I look around the room in a panic wondering where I am and how I got here. Until everything comes back hitting into me like a train and I sigh heavily.
Holding my pounding head from all the crying, I check the time and see its 2am. I climb out of Liam's bed and make my way down the stairs needing a drink.
Walking into the kitchen, I see Jason sitting at the breakfast table with his head in his hands with his phone right in front of his face.
"Still nothing?" I ask him and he shakes his head. Why is it taking so long!?
"How you feeling after your sleep?" he asks and I shrug as I get a glass of water.
"Like shit to be honest" I tell him and he looks me over.
"You wanna joint, I need one" he says and I nod thankful for him. He gets up and jogs up the stairs, his phone in hand and comes back down about five minutes later holding two joints. He passes me one with a lighter and I spark it quickly wanting the numbness from my pain.
Feeling Liam's phone vibrate in my hand, I check it and see a text.

Trent: You awake?

Me: Yeah.

Suddenly the phone starts ringing and I quickly answer it.
"Hello" I says putting it to my ear and Jason looks at me.
"I know where he is and he is okay, sweetheart" Trent says and I breathe a sigh of relief. Thank God.
"When can I see him?" I ask immediately hoping he sorted something before I get my VO.
"You will see him in the morning at court, I'll pick you up" he says and I perk up a little at seeing him.
"Thank you, at least it's better than nothing, what's gonna happen to him?" I ask him expecting the worst. He was on the run..
"He'll be getting longer sweetheart, so please prepare yourself for that, but I'm doing everything I can for him" he tells me and I shake my head. Please god no!
"How much longer, I need to know" I tell him holding back my flooding tears.
"Maybe a year at the worst, I don't know yet" he says and I cry silently. Fuck!
"So that's on top of the three years already, what about the incident that happen? Will he be charged for that to?" I ask him hoping not and he sighs.
"The prison will sort that but we're hoping nothing comes of it" he tells me and I put my head down. Fuck. It was technically self defense. Five or six on one man!
"Okay, thanks Trent, I'll see you later" I tell him wanting to go back to damn sleep. How do I do this.,
"Alright get some sleep sweetheart, I'll bring you a change of clothes too" he says and I sigh grateful.
"Thank you, much appreciated" I tell him and we hang up. Jason stares at me and I sigh letting out my tears.
"He has court tomorrow, he's looking at an extra year and whatever else the prison decides" I tell him and he clenches his jaw and drops his head back.
"But is he okay?" he asks and I nod my head, hopeful.
"He says he is" I tell him but I know differently. I know my baby. He was scared and for good reason.
"Okay, I need to let mum know. Thank you for finding out" he says and gets up walking away.
I sit there staring at nothing, smoking the joint,  trying to numb myself from this heart ache I'm feeling.
Looking around the kitchen I see a bottle of rum and I get up and grab it. Slumped against the counter, I open it and start to down it. This will numb the pain. That's what I need.. sleep and to see my baby tomorrow. I hope he really is okay..