Make me beautiful~ M.C Fanfiction

Chapter 11

I woke up late in the afternoon. I was slightly disappointed that I wasn't waking up in my bed with Michael. I missed him a lot. I wanted to be with him. In his arms, but I can't, he's in jail high of his arse. He's probably going to get a quite big sentence as he was once arrested before.
I click back to reality, Ashton wasn't in bed with me. It was Monday and he was probably in school. I got up and went downstairs.
"Oh hi blur?" Ashton's mum said questionably "didn't realise you were still here"
"Nor did I Mrs irwin" I laughed. She gave me a worried look before telling me that I can call her Anne, I nodded and smiled in response.
I excused myself from the living room where I was sitting watching tv with Harry and headed upstairs, I borrowed one of Ashton's bags and put my dress and shoes from the other day in along with some other things I brought here before we went to see Michael. Michael. How I miss seeing him.
I grabbed my things and headed down.
"Hi Mrs I - Anne" I corrected myself "imma go and head back home now, I don't want to be an overstay" I laughed
"No, no, no sweetie, you can stay as long as you'll like. You're always welcome here" she said nicely.
"That's kind thank you" I began, I wasn't used to people's parents liking me this much, "but really I have to get going" and with that, I left and walked back to my house from Ashton's, it wasn't the longest walk but it also wasn't the quickest.
I was wearing Ashton's shirt that I had slept in and a pair of jeans that I grabbed from mine before we went to see Michael. It was really hot and my feet began to hurt. I took my shoes off and began to walk with just my socks on.
What I liked about Australia was that the weather was nice pretty much all the time. I've not been in Sydney long but I know that it was one of my favourite places, the views, the beaches everything was beautiful. I was dying to go to one of the beaches here, my ex never took me to any in Melbourne as he was always working and was never home. Michael is now in prison so I wasn't able to go with him.
Michael! His trial is today! How could I forget! It's Monday and his trial is on in a couple hours.
At that moment I walked quickly home. I got in the door and quickly got dressed into something more "court" appropriate. I grabbed a small bag and left.
Getting into my car I realised that I only had 30 minutes to get there. I wanted to support him and I wanted to hear for myself how long there going to put him away for.

I made it with 5 minutes to spare. I was told that I was able to see him for a little bit before trial. I was brought through to a small holding cell where Michael was put.
"Hey mikey" I smiled, his eyes shot up towards me with happiness and joy
"OMG I thought I messed up bad, I thought you hated me" he muttered into my shoulder
"Never" I smiled, tears were welling up in my eyes as I knew I wouldn't be able to hold him like this for a long time.
"Hey, hey blur" he smiled, "no sadness eh?" I smiled widely in response.
"I need to tell you something mikey" I spoke
"Michael Clifford." A woman said whilst opening the door
"Two seconds please" he begged
"Michael Clifford come with me now. If you are refusing-"
"I'm not refusing, I'm coming" he whispered, he kissed my head whilst I walked behind them and followed them into the court room.

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"We find Michael Gordon Clifford guilty"
These words stabbed through me like a thousand knives. Guilty...
"We are sentencing you with two month probation, this is your last chance Michael. Anymore arrests for drug charges and you will be sent to prison."
My eyes shot up at this comment. He's not going to prison! He's coming home!
"I have here that you are staying with a blur Adams, is that correct?"
"Yes sir" Michael nodded
"Do you have evidence or the owner to confirm this statement?"
"She's urh- right here judge" Michael pointed towards me. I stood up slowly and stood there.
"Come forward miss Adams" the judge demanded. I did what he said and walked towards the front. I stood next to Michael, just brushing his shoulder with mine.
"Michael Clifford will be staying with you for the next two months?" He asked, starring at me for confirmation.
"That is correct you honour" I stated clearly, making sure there was no confusion.
"Michael you are free to go. You will have to go with the police officers so they are able to attach your ankle bracelet and state your rules and restrictions." With that he slammed his hammer down. The noise rumbled through me. It echoed loudly through this small court room. I then followed Michael and some guards towards an even smaller room which Michael then gets a tagger attached to his leg.
"Home by 10 LATEST, no drugs and stay out of restricted areas." He began to read the rules, some were out of order and others acceptable.
"Not aloud to leave the house until 7am."

We made our way home. Michael kept looking at his ankle bracelet, starting towards it like its an odd growth coming from his leg.
"Mikey it's fine." I smiled
"I guess so" he faked a smile towards me.

Very shit chapter. I'm really sorry, I didn't know how to write a court scene, I've never been and I don't know how the system works in Australia.

Let's just pretend it works like this XD
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