His blue eyes: Fifty Shades

~37~

Ed was holding a gun and aiming it at a police officer. What made it look worse was that Niall and I were also holding guns. The officer sighed.

"Instead of arresting you like I should, I will just fine you with a $250 charge." The police negotiated. Ed nodded.

"Is there am Ariel Rothman here?" He asked. I gulped. All of the bad things that could possibly happen was roaming in my head. I slowly raised my hand.

"Is there a Dylan Rothman?"

"That's me!" Dylan hopped up and down.

"Ariel, you are arrested with kidnapping charges." The officer walked toward me with handcuffs in his hand.

"I did not kidnap my own brother!" I protested. "Some girl was trying to kidnap him and kill me in the process!"

"Yeah, yeah. You have a court hearing. I advise you get a lawyer." The officer recommended, cuffing my wrists behind my back. I gave Niall a last look before being lead out the door. This whole scheme is pathetic and I feel so down on myself.

I was seated in the back seat of the police car. I'm pissed and upset, to the point where I just want to cry myself to sleep. I don't even have a lawyer. I pray that either Niall or Ed have something in plan for me.

"You'll be sleeping in a cell tonight. Court hearing is early tomorrow morning. You only have on phone call to make." The officer informed me once we made it to the destination. I nodded. He undone the cuffs and lead me to where I was supposed to go.

"I have a phone call to make." I spoke up.

"You have twenty minutes."

***

After the fifteen minute phone call with Niall, I was a little relieved. He told me he already got me a lawyer who was also a close friend to him, Liam and Ed.

Niall informed me who he was and all. His name is Harry Styles and always dreamed in going into law. He also owns a local bakery and is filthy rich. Maybe a tad bit richer than Niall.

I fell asleep on a lumpy mattress in a cell for the night. What could tomorrow possibly bring.

***

I woke up with clanking noises being heard against the metal bars of the cell. I groaned in response. Is there every any peace in the world? Guess not. I sleepily got up an walked out, still in my outfit from yesterday: my brunette hair is probably all a mess and frizzy. I fingered through the knots that formed and tried to attempt to look nice for the court. I pray to god Demetria gets sentenced to jail.

I entered the court room, and my oh my was the room crowded. I walked through the aisle and spotted Niall, Ed and Dylan sitting on the outside of the pew looking seats. I was told to sit at a desk next to a guy who was standing with a brief case laying in front of him.

"I'm Harry." He introduced himself with a deep, British voice. My gosh accents are amazing. My lawyer looked good, green eyes and dimples. He even had curly hair. How is Niall friends with all of these guys? I will try hard not to have a fling. I note to myself that I am kidding and wouldn't do that.

"I'm Ariel." I have a small smile as I reached out my hand to return his handshake.

"I know. I'm here to win your case." Harry said in a matter-of-fact voice. I nodded and took a seat next to him. I poked my head out to see that Demetria was in a pretty sundress and had a female lawyer.

"State your name and case." The judge sighed. He looked exhausted.

"I'm Marie Gomez and I am here today with Demetria Parsons who claims that Ariel Rothman kidnapped her cousin." The female lawyer stated. She had dark hair in a tight bun, she was wearing glasses that looked fake and had on a short suit. Very unprofessional looking.

My lawyer stood and stated his business.

"I'm Harry Styles and I am here today with Ariel Rothman. Dylan is her brother and she didn't kidnap him, but claims that Demetria may have killed her father and tried to kill her mother as well." After his statement, he say down. I gawked at Niall.

That is not why I am here. What proof does he got that Demetria could've murdered my father?

A few witnesses were pulled to the stand. Some I didn't even recognize.

"Next up to stand is Liam Payne." The judge called to order. Liam walked up and sat down.

After a while, Liam spilled the story about Demetria, of how she killed Darius White and shot Ed in the arm. Also of how she kept my mom, Dylan, and I captive.

"Do you have any proof that any of this happened, Mr. Payne?" Marie asked in his face.

"Yeah, Ed is in a sling from her gun shot. Mrs. Rothman has bandages on her arm from cuts and burns from being held captive. What more do you want?" Liam argued. Marie didn't have a comeback and sat back down.

"Ed Sheeran, please come to the stand." The judge yawned.

Ed came up to stand, and to prove Liam's point, his arm is still in a sling.

"Yeah, it was scary. She had the gun aimed at Ariel's head. It was scary. Demi could've killed her mother if we didn't arrive." Ed stated.

"Demetria has a finger sewn on from being shot by Niall Horan. Why?"

"Like I said, she had a gun pointed at Ariel's head. Someone had to stop her from pulling the trigger."

"Does Mr. Horan have any feelings for Ariel?" Marie paced.

"Uh, yeah. Ariel is Niall's girlfriend." Ed admitted.

"What!?" Demetria stood and yelled.

"Sit down!" The judge ordered, hammering his gavel. That didn't stop Demetria. She got up and walked toward me and wrapped her fingers around my neck and began to choke me.

"Niall's mine! Why does a bitch like you deserve him!" Demetria yelled as she tightened her grip on my throat, saying curse words every other minute. The police came behind her and took her away.

"You are sentenced for 15 years in jail." The judge banged his gavel for the last time before Demetria was arrested.

"You bitch! I hope you die, you whore! Your father deserved to die! Stay away from my man! Niall's mine!" Demetria yelled as she was being dragged away.

I started to cry. How could she say such cruel things? Harry noticed my change of emotion and held me. Wow. My lawyer is nice. I ignored the fact and I just didn't care. Demetria is going to be in jail. I smiled to myself while I was bawling in Harry's arms.

Life is cruel sometimes.

***

A week has past and everything has been less tense. Niall is very cuddly and loves to treat me. I enjoy his company. I really want to know why Demetria has done what she has done.

Niall noticed my pondering look, which I usually stick my tongue out and just stare at the wall.

"Babe, I have something to tell you that I should've told you when I first met you." Niall sat down next to me.

"Okay." I breathed.

"Actually there are a few things I should confess to you, but this one thing has been on my mind. Remember that day your father passed away and we were chatting on the bleachers until Liam interrupted us?" Niall asked. Oh, so I have to go back to the past.

"Um yeah." I nodded.

"Ariel, I found out something that I think you should know." Niall let out a harsh breath.

"Okay, spill it." I was getting impatient with the news he was hiding. Niall chewed on his bottom lip before confiding what he knew.

"Brett Rothman, is not your biological father."