Desirable justice

Innocent

Prologue :

A lesson in life that I've always followed has been to be a good liar, you need to convince the world that your a bad one—people are predictable it's easy to get people to trust you. Once a person trusts you then you've got them under your control.

You've won.

All you need to do to gain trust in a society full of naive people is to simply copy them. What I've learnt is human beings like to be around people who are similar to them, due to egotistical narcissistic traits that everybody possesses.

By this I mean you mirror there mannerisms, you speak and act in a way that they would, you blend in with there pathetic routines filled with meaningless activities, then overtime you find yourself a part of that persons life inserted in like a piece of a jigsaw puzzle it's always so easy.

People are so easy.

Reading people being able to use them to my advantage to gain what I need in order to succeed in my life, is the sole reason I took the route of becoming a criminal defence lawyer.

I am what I would class as an expert at seeing people for what they really are. I may lack certain abilities to express my own emotions, but when it comes to being able to understand others it's like reading an open book.

I don't actually care whether or not someone's committed an offence or not, my morals do not exist of pre existing notions, they are what I want them to consist of. I simply see my job as manipulating the justice system based on, whether that person is paying me to prove themselves innocent or whether someone is paying me to prove the opposition guilty, I couldn't care less about my clients and whether or not they have a guilty consciousness.

However that doesn't mean I don't know if they've committed the crime or not, I can always tell when the accused  is  guilty or innocent it's so easy to be able to figure it out. There  has never been a time in my career where I've not been able to read a person well enough and figure out whether they did it or not. Homicides are games to me, I relinquish in seeing the simplicity of it and when it comes down to it the motives are so stupidly human.

Maybe that's why at the age of thirty two I've only ever had superficial friendships and relationships that involve me manipulating those people, as at some point they'd come in handy to me - a piece that would ultimately advantage me pushing me towards success.

I could pity myself but the concept of pitying is something foreign to me, to pity means to feel sorrow and compassion to wollow in misfortune I couldn't feel those things even if I tried.

I'm Alice Rose Kennedy- a thirty year old diagnosed with psychopathy from a therapist when I was only nine years old.
I am funnily enough the top criminal defence lawyer in the United Kingdom.

All I care about is myself, all I rely on is myself as at the end of the day the only person responsible for my success or downfall is me.

Do I believe I am a psychopath? No.

I just think I'm a person who wants success and will do absolutely do anything in my power to gain it, others are intimidated by successful intelligent people, so if a therapist wants to diagnose me with a word constructed by society to keep others afraid then that's fine by me.

As long as it's kept a secret.

Part 1/

The ever so familiar noise of my alarm clock fills my bedroom awakening me, turning over on my side I gently reach over to my bedside table turning  of the alarm that like always reads five o clock in the morning. I get myself up during the week at this time as I like having an early breakfast then a quick gym session in my gym before I have to put on the  act in front of my colleagues and blend into the noise and stress of society itself.