Slick.

My Friends Call Me Slick- Part 14

 

The Trial Begins

"This trial has begun on the 20th of June 2010. The accused is Robert Williams." The judge stated bluntly.

"The first witness I call is Gregory Williams- son of Robert Williams."

Greg stepped out of the witness room and took to the stand. After he had sworn on the Bible he took his seat and began to answer the questions asked by the prosecutor.

Not once did Greg flinch, he seemed so calm as if nothing ever affected him.  Every question shot at him by the prosecutor he answered easily. Only when the defence questioned him did he flinch slightly.

"So I assume you have seen Mr Williams abusing Miss Williams? Sexually?"

Greg shifted uncomfortably in his seat. The defence repeated the question slightly more aggressively.

"Um...well...yes I have seen my father abusing my sister sexually." He said this so quietly that he was asked to repeat himself. "Yes! I have seen my father sexually abuse Maxi, my sister!"

"Sir, please lower your voice." The judge sternly spoke to Greg. Then Maxi's lawyer stood up.

"Your honour, please I think this is enough questions for today. Tomorrow I wish to call Simon Watson to the stand."

"The boyfriend?"

"Yes your honour."

"That sounds acceptable, yes okay."

It took a second to clock why I had heard my name. My heart stopped. OH MY GOD! Tomorrow? I wasn't expecting it to be so soon. I'm just the boyfriend. I’ve known her less than a year.

When I got back to Maxi's house she was sleeping so I didn't want to wake her. I decided, as I was completely knackered that I would just slip in beside her on the bed.  I wrapped my arm around her and nuzzled my chin into her neck. I placed my hand on her stomach and for the first time ever I felt the baby kick. It kicked! Amazing. Maxi moved slightly but I kept my hand rested on her baby bump. This is how it's meant to be, I thought, simply holding her. It’s not meant to be a nap after a trial the girl I got pregnant being abused by her arse of a father.

I fell asleep eventually and when I woke up Maxi was gone. I sat bolt upright and surveyed the room, no signs of life at all. I took the duvet off me (I didn't have that on when I fell asleep) and got up to go down stairs. When I opened the door I was met with the smell roast beef.

I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen to find Maxi cooking. She looked happy, I think she was glad to be making use of herself, she’d had other people doing things for her for so long.

"Hey, you’re awake!" She smiled and it was beautiful.

"Yeah, I was kind of tired. But how are you feeling?"

"Good thanks. I'm making your favourite - roast beef right?"

I had forgotten that I told her that. It was just a passing comment one day, just a second in a conversation, but she remembered, even with all this crap happening in her life. I just love her.

“I love you.”

“Sorry?”

“Nothing. Errr, thank you, Maxi... for the food.”

She nodded and got back finishing the food, so I kissed her on the cheek and made her a cup of tea.

We sat down at about 7 o'clock. I had slept since getting back from the trial and to be honest I was ready to sleep again after dinner.