The Styles Triplets

Chapter 29

The judge got Harry to sit up in the witness stand, then Marcel, the Edward, and now me. The person asking the questions, asked the same, or near similar question to each of us, which I must say, was stupid.

Interviewer: Good afternoon.

Harry: Hello.

Marcel: Afternoon sir.

Edward: *nodded*

Me: Good Afternoon.

Interviewer: I'm just going to get straight into it. Now where were you when Dylan admitted the crime he committed?

Harry: I was in the front yard with my brother Marcel. Edward told us to stay there.

Marcel: I was sitting on the steps of the house waiting for Edward and Baylee with Harry.

Edward: I was in the kitchen, next to the living room, waiting there, listening, so that if Baylee needed help I could help her.

Baylee: In the living room with him.

Interviewer: Do you believe he committed the crime?

Harry: Well he did admit it...so yes I do.

Marcel: Yeah, of course. Through the trauma Baylee went through, you can see it happened by the way she acts and you can see it in her eyes.

Edward: Definitely.

Me: It happened right in front of me. So of course I do.

Interviewer: What do you think was his motive?

Harry: How would I know? He never seemed like a psychopath when I met him.

Marcel: Probably childhood memories.

Edward: Something to do with his family?

Me: I know it was because my mum cheated on him when they were going through a separation...no need to kill someone. He knew from the beginning...I think? But I think there is more to the story.

Interviewer: Any other comments?

Harry: Is there any food near here?

Marcel: If you need help, on any other cases, I'll be glad to help. I find this field rather interesting and would love to get some experience before I go to college.

Edward: He better not come near Baylee.

Me: No.

We sat in our seats for about 10 minutes after each of our semi-interviews were done. I think we were waiting for the judge to say something. I'm not sure. I've only seen Judge Judy like once.

I looked over at the Jury, and saw them staring straight in front of them not showing any facial expressions. I looked over at the man who ruined my life, and saw him staring right at me with an evil smirk.

I averted my gaze to the back to look at David. He noticed me looking and sent a sincere smile making me feel calm.

"Order!" knock, knock, knock. "May the jury please step out and discuss whether or not this man is guilty or not. The rest of you, there will be a break until the jury come to a decision. Please escort yourselves outside," And with that the judge stood up and escorted the jury to a back room.

Aunt Katy and I stood up and started following the triplets out of the room. When we got to the door David winked at me. Not in a creepy way, but more like telling me everything is going to be okay. I nodded a little thanks nod, and continued out.

"I swear if he doesn't go to prison, I'll be going instead," Edward says as we made a little circle. Aunt Katy just left to go to the bathroom.

"You'll be as bad as him, so don't say that. Don't follow in that dickhead's footsteps." Marcel tells him.