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~NY~
the next day.

i couldn't even focus. this whole court thing was blowing me and i could care less about it. i'm ready for the ending where they announce if im going to jail or not.

this shit is annoying.

two weeks of collecting evidence, they finally come to a decision and it's taking forever. i sat there biting my lips not even paying attention.

bey and my family sat right behind me, like literally i could look back and be in beys face. this court was looking a bit weird but whatever.

"stop."

"mcht." i glanced back at bey after she mushed my shoulder. she'd been getting on me about biting my lip but that's my nerves. need to leave me alone. "i'm ready to go."

slumping down in the seat i sighed heavily. kelly was sitting beside me, sending me reassuring glances every couple minutes. it was appreciated.

"sit up and look like you don't want to go to prison. you look nice, act like it."

"bey move." i shrugged her off and sat up like she said. she wasn't about to get on my ass about something stupid. i sighed heavily but started to listen as the judge spoke. she was literally talking about domestic violence...

like what's the point?

but then kelly got up.

"looking at the timeline we know that my client had been with the deceased for years. they had a child together. we know there's plenty of witnesses who can vouch for the abuse, which we have statements from that were presented."

she walked towards the screen and clicked it on.

"one of our witnesses who's now deceased, gave us this statement before her death. which reads, 'kenneth was always aggressive. he would come to our job to force her (onika) out or simply cause a scene in front of everyone. they mostly consisted of slaps, pushes, scratches and even throws. whatever he could do to hurt her in the moment, he did.' that's a closest friend of my client. someone who stood beside her through everything despite the problems.

in the evidence of the domestic abuse, we have a clear photo of maraj's face that resulted from the recent incident." she clicked the screen. a picture of my face came up, the red print covering half. i sighed looking down with my hand on my forehead. "comparing this to the statement, its proof that kenneth put his power into harming my client. and if we jump to another statement, which is presented anonymously to the court but not the law..."

she clicked the screen again showing another paper with writing.

"this reads, 'he was just really aggressive. the most i've seen him do was hold her against a wall to where she couldn't move. it seemed like a struggle to even try, when you see how small she is compared to him.' of course we have evidence to back it up. looking at a club recording from a decade ago, you can see things clearly."

my eyebrows scrunched. i glanced back at bey, wondering how they got recordings from the club that long ago. she only winked at me and i focused forward.

"you can see my client here." i sat up for this. a recording over ten years ago? that means that gee is the anonymous person who wrote this statement. he's the only one that can access those recordings on my behalf. "walking out of the club she goes to a car and in a second you'll see the deceased step out."