• BURN ME •

• 53

Raging on a Sunday
~ Bohnes

Flame

The loud alarm, that Snow has set, wakes me up. With a deep groan, I open my eyes and turn to Snow's side of the bed. I want to tell him to turn off his fucking alarm, but my arm falls on the cold sheets, I frown. He should be lying next to me, where in the hell is he? I sit up and stretch with a yawn before turning off Snow's alarm. With tired eyes, I look around my room to see if I can see him, but my vision is still blurry. But Snow is nowhere to be seen, with a sigh, I swing one leg out of bed. Ready to get up and look for him. But before I can really stand on both feet, I hear a noise from the bathroom and frown. Is he in there? With slow steps, I approach my bathroom, the door is ajar so I can open it easily. I can see Snow, he's sitting on the floor in the shower. His knees pulled up to his chest, he looks worried and scared. My heart tightens as I see him like this, I get into the running shower and kneel next to him. "Baby, what's wrong?" I ask in a low voice, but I'm still a little hoarse from sleep. He looks at me, his big blue eyes are full of tears. "Is it because of the trial today, Baby?" I ask, he nods slowly. "Yeah, what if I embarrass myself? I mean... it could all go wrong," he whispers, I reach out and stroke his cheek. "Baby, nothing will go wrong. And you won't embarrass yourself, we have proof of what he did. You don't have to be nervous." I say, trying to calm him down. He lets me put my arms around him, and I hold him for a moment. "You're getting all wet, Flame," he whispers, I shrug. "I don't care, Baby, you're more important than some stupid clothes. Just calm down, okay?" I ask him, he nods and presses himself even tighter into my arms. I don't know how long we stay like this, but I don't give a damn. As Snow shivers against me, I turn off the shower and lift him up, "let's get you out of here."

I sit on the edge of the bed, fully clothed and watch Snow button up his white shirt. I grin while he starts to tie his tie, after a while he groans in frustration. "I hate this stupid thing," he says, before grabbing his tie and throwing it on my desk. He runs his fingers through his hair and looks at me with a frown. The frustration is written all over his face, I laugh and stand up, I walk towards him, he looks up at me and wraps his arms around my waist. "Baby, don't be mad about this stupid tie. I'll help you, okay?" I ask, he looks up and smiles at me. I take the tie from my desk and tie it for him. "You look damn good, Baby," I say, and he smiles brightly at me. "Really?" He asks quietly, I nod. "Yes, Fuego Pequeño, believe me. Let's eat something, I won't take you to court, without breakfast." He grins at me silently and I cup his cheeks, before I briefly press my lips to his, I pull away from him, "you don't have to be nervous, snowflake. We're all here, even my dad is going to be there and Sam too." I say, Snow frowns. "Nacho's dad?" he asks confused, I nod. "Yes, when he found out what was going on, he wanted to be there too, show support and shit. He said your Familia now, so he wants to be there." I explain quietly, he nods and removes his arms from my waist. With a slight smile, I pull him out of my room behind me, I intertwine our fingers. We both stop in surprise in the doorway to the kitchen, when Tero and Sophia are sitting at the table, my sister smiles broadly at us. "Hey, you two, we brought breakfast. We thought that would take some stress off of the day." She explains, Snow laughs quietly. "Thank you..." he says before he sits down at the table and pulls me with him.

Snow is sitting in front of me and the others, the only thing that separates us from each other is the small barriers of the courtroom in front of me. I can see Snow shifting restlessly on his chair, his lawyer is silently going through the charges again. The atmosphere in the courtroom is tense, almost ice-cold. Leo is also sitting not far from us, giving Snow angry looks, which he ignores. The judge calls Snow to the witness stand, and he stares at me as he sits down. I can see how tense and nervous he is, damn it, it's written all over his face. I would love to take this burden away from him, but I can't, I can't speak for him. "Mr. Dearing, please describe your perspective on the situation with Leo Hilton." The judge asks. Snow nods silently. "When I was very young, I lost both of my parents, do to an accident. My brother and I lived with my mother's sister, for some years. Until I lost my brother and my aunt too. I lived in an orphanage for two months. Until Leo got in touch with the people there, and said he was my uncle. He even had all these papers, and then he took me home with him, at this point i was 13. And even though I never know I had an uncle, I was just happy to leave the orphanage. And at first I thought that everything would get better, but Leo was no better than the guards in this orphanage. He was aggressive and manipulative, he never left bruises or anything like that on me. But sometimes he hit me, never in the face, cause it would show. We kept arguing a lot, because of his rules, which were simply against my privacy. I wasn't even allowed to use my phone at his house, or I had a curfew for 18 pm, and I wasn't allowed to leave my room after 18 pm. What I needed was a therapist because of all the things I had experienced, the death of my parents and my brother. But instead he sent me away, to a hole other state, I think I was 14 or 15 at this time. And now I know that he only did all this, to get my family's inheritance." He says and at that moment his lawyer stands up and hands the judge the folder with the evidence we collect. The men slowly leafs through it and then looks at Snow. "Very well, Mr. Dearing, since I see how difficult this is for you, I will not allow any questions for you, you may sit down again." Snow slowly nods and leaves the witness stand with fast steps.