Bad Boy

The Trial

Hera's POV

Today is Friday and at this moment I am headed to the court house. Today was the day that Brandon's lawyer may be able to get him out of jail. I'm with Elisia and Ash. Ash just woke up two days ago and was released to go home yesterday. Elisia said she filled him in and he's going to work with us. We pull up to the court house and practically sprint into the building. We continue going through metal detectors and getting pat down. After all of that, we walk into the room and find a front row seat, right behind where Brandon would be sitting. We sat there in silence waiting for them to arrive. I couldn't stop thinking, what if he doesn't get out? What if they find him guilty? I know that he's not but, I also can't just sell out Rowan. No matter how mad I was at her, I could never turn her in for what she has done. Unlike what she did, I'm not like her. My thoughts were put to an end when I heard a door open. I snap my head up and see him. I smile like an idiot, him returning the smile. I could tell he was nervous but was trying to cover it up. He was sat down right in front of us. I looked at Elisia and she gave me a reasuring smile. I took a deep breath and looked forward. Soon enough, the judge walked in and sat in her chair. The trial began. My heart felt like it was beating out of my chest, I thought anyone could hear it. The prosecutor took the first round, talking bad about Brandon. He basically brought up every time that Brandon did anything wrong. They even brought up his home life, making it sound like his dads actions made him a criminal just because he was angry. It hurt me hearing all of the things they used against him. I knew that his dad made him angry and upset, so to hear them bring it all back up just stung. My heart hurt for him. I looked at Brandon and saw him looking down at the shackles around his feet. I knew he was hurting. "Brandon Darrow is known for all of his mischief. His home life isn't stable, his friends are just like him. His history shows. Will we really let him roam the streets again to cause more chaos? That's up to the jury" the prosecutor finishes and goes back to his seat. Brandon's lawyer whispered into his ear and he nodded. She stood up and started her speech. "Brandon Darrow is an innocent man. He was framed in the so called 'planned massacer'. Now, if we can all please look up at the screen here. This is the picture that was sent to the police. Looks incriminating, but if you look closely you can see he doesn't belong in this picture. His hand that is on the gun, is a little cut off on the thumb. That could only be a possibility if this was photoshopped. Now we don't know why he was framed or why this person would do this..." she continued on. But that last sentence just stuck to me. I knew exactly why and who. Brandon did not. It killed me keeping this from him as it would be an easier way out of jail, but I couldn't do that. Rowan was still someone I cared about. I couldn't stand seeing anyone I care about behind bars. The lawyer rambled on and on, showing proof and explaining it to the judge and the jury. Soon enough, she was done. The judge ordered a recess for the jury to come to a verdict. I sat outside of the room with Elisia and Ash. I was pacing back and forth. "Hera, you need to relax. Everything will be okay" Elisia says, snapping me out of my trans. "How do you know that? If they find him guilty, he could be gone for months or maybe even years Elisia. It's just not fair" I say sitting down and putting my head in my hands. Suddenly, the doors opened and the officer was letting people back in. I stand up and follow Elisia and Ash inside. I sit right behind Brandon again. This time he turns to look at me. He gave me a look of worry. I put on a smile to try to make him feel better, even though I was falling apart myself. He turned back around and the judge stood up. "The jury have spoken. There has to be a unanomous vote to consider the verdict. Unfortunatly, there was not an agreed vote. We will meet back on Monday and the jury may find a final verdict" she says, slamming the gavel to the wooden piece. My heart sank. I looked at Brandon who was already looking at me, hurt visible in his eyes. The eyes that once used to sparkle. Now it was just darkness. He looked as if he could cry. I stood up, tears forming in the creases of my eyes. "It will be okay Brandon, we're going to get you out. I promise" I say, holding back the tears. He stays silent as the officer takes him back to the door he once came in at. They walk through it and the door slams shut. At this noise, I fell to my knees. Sobbing uncontrollably as Elisia tried to comfort me. After a little while of crying, I gained the courage to stand and walk to the car. We got in and drove in silence. I dropped them off and of course they told me that if I needed anything to call. I went home and laid in my bed for the rest of the day. I sat there staring at my phone screen. I was waiting for a call from Brandon. Hoping he would call and all the problems would disapear. But that call never happened. He was upset. I felt stuck. There was nothing I could do to help. I ended up laying with one of Brandon's sweatshirts in my arms. I cuddled it as if it were him. I held it tight, smelling his cologne. His scent just continued to flood my mind with memories. I missed him a lot. I lay there completely shattered. I can't believe Rowan did this. She caused my heart ache. She caused Brandon's heart ache. She said she did it for my own good, but all it did was break me. I love him with everything left of me. I thought it would be hard to forgive him or to get back with him, but the hard part was trying not to get back with him. But after everything, it just drew me closer to him. Realizing that I want to be with Brandon. I want to have a future with him. It's killing me slowly. More than what King Cobra could do. And with that, I was asleep.