As Francs sat down Ashton's lawyer stood in front of him.
"Please state your current age."
"I-I'm twenty-five." Francs mumbled as he stared at his lap.
"How old were you when you were abused and molested by this man?" The lawyer asked sadly.
"15 when the beatings started, 16 when he first r-raped me." Francs said as he held back tears.
"Did he make you touch any of the other boys?"
Francs froze.
"He told me if I didn't do it, he would do it to me. I was scared and stupid. Once he held a gun to Calum's head and told me I had to hurt the other boy. I-I didn't want to. I-I never wanted to. He threatened to kill my brother if I didn't. I-I'm sorry."
Francs's tears began to spill over.
"So you would have never hurt the other boys if it wasn't for him?" The lawyer asked.
"I would never lay a hand on any of my brothers especially Ashton." Francs said sobbing.
The prosecution rests.
The defenses lawyer stood and smirked at Francs.
"So shouldn't you be charged with the molestation of the boys? Just like this man is?"
"No-"
"You should be in jail, my client is not the problem here, you are. Another lying child. The defense rests." The lawyer spat.

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Suicide Hotline € Lashton
FanfictionOne Night, and one very long call. One call that saved Ashton's life.