4 Years • jb

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| Malaysia |

"So what happens now?" Taylor asked. I sat at my desk, even though I was pushing almost 8 months pregnant I needed something to keep my mind off of things with everything that's happened the last couple of days, and trust me I can only sleep with Justin so many times before my fatass gets out of breath, literally.

"The guy plead not guilty," I told him. "What?" Taylor winced, "Is that even possible? Can he even do that?" I sighed, "You would think not, considering they have the video footage of him doing it from the clubs outside cameras. But yes, yes he can."

"Based on his charges, how long do you think he'll get?"

What was I about to say frustrated me because there was honestly nothing I could do or say to change it. "He might just get ten years of probation max," I confessed watching Taylor's jaw drop.

"Got to be fücking kidding me."

"It's messed up, I know. But if Tristan doesn't testify then it's like it never happened whether they have the footage or not. The judge wants to hear from him."

"So is he going to testify?" He asked. It broke my heart to say no but I didn't have a choice, Tristan wanted nothing to do with the case after already going to the line up to identify the guy.

"He doesn't want to."

"What the actual fück? Malaysia you better make that damn man testify so he can give that fücker what he rightly deserves. To be locked the hell up," Taylor went off. I admired how he went hard for what he stood for. You can tell a lot of what kind of person he is.

"Taylor, as much I would love to, trust me. I can't. You've shoulda seen the look on his face when I went down with him to the courthouse to identify the guy. Tristan doesn't want anything to do with the situation."

"So you. Malaysia Jensen out of all damn women I know are just going to let him do that?" He crossed his arms.

"You don't think I've tried to talk to him about it Taylor? There's no use. I've tried everything in my body as fat and pregnant as it is, I have tried. Shit I even tried to talk to the guy myself, but he wouldn't agree to it. There's nothing I can do."

I hated that sentence, there's nothing I can do. As true as it may be. I hated it, with a passion.

"What about if Nick testifies?" Taylor brought up. I shook my head, "That's no use either I've tried. Nick said if Tristan wasn't, he wasn't either."

"What kind of bullshit is that?"

I agreed with Taylor. But the whole reason why I came into work today was to get my mind off of things and he's just working up my nerves more.

I jumped to the sound of my loud ringtone, it was my baby. Saved by the bell.

"I gotta take this, it's Justin," I told him. He nodded, "I gotta go fax these papers to the head quarters anyway."

"Tell Ivy to get me a coffee," I said before he left.

"Hello?" I answered my phone.

"Hey baby." The tone in his voice just gave me a weird feeling and I knew something was wrong.

"What's wrong?"