The Friendly Affair

Eight

The Day of the Trail

I stayed attached to Wade's side during the entire trail. I could feel the burning sensation of being watched from my right. A sensation of rage and hatred from Eugene as sat beside his lawyer covered in bandages and a cast on his arm. To be honest I was surprise he wasn't in a full body cast by how badly Wade bumbled him the night before.

Eugene was asked to testify first. He got up and walked up to the seat beside the judge with a pathetic limb."Peter and I have been almost married for ten years. We had a kid together when we were in highschool and most guys would just brush away the responsibility of being a father but I didn't."

As he said this Eugene was staring right at me as if in hopes of making me feel guilty and to gain the juries sympathy. "When I was laid off of work, yes peter did step up and get a job and took care of our kid. But I never expected him to also go out and sell his body to Wilson and possibly my friends that came in and out of our home."

Wade was livid. He was seconds away from jumping over the tables and throwing himself at that lying asshole if Matthew and I hadn't kept a firm grip on him."And when Peter broke the news of wanting a divorce, yes I admit being angry but who wouldn't?" A few of the jury men nodded on agreement. "And the next thing I know I am being beaten the crap out of by Wilson and in the hospital because Peter,my own husband, wanted me dead."

The bastard dared to sheds a single tear from his eyes. I could see had won a few of juries verdicts bit the others wore expressionless masks obviously not won by his tears.

Once Eugene limped back to his seat I laid my head against Wade's shoulder as Matthew and Eugene's lawyer went at to convince everyone who was on the right and wrong. It was obvious who was in the wrong but I could be part of the blame also. I should've filed for divorce years ago but was to afraid to leave. But I do knot regret making a friend who I can rely on when things get put of hand.

A few others testified against and with us. A few friends and family on both sides. The only one who didn't have one was Wade but he had his reasons. I wasn't too surprised when Eugene's gather sided with his son who I come to understand abused his own wife in the past. The apple doesn't really fall far from the tree, huh?

"Wade Wilson please come to the stand."Judge Fury called down to Wade.

Wade pats my head with a reassuring grin. He wore a plain black suit without a sweater or cap to hide his face. His scars were out in the open easy to be judged and ridiculed. He walked to the stand with his head held high nor paying any attention to those eying his disfigured skin.

"Mr. Wilson,"Eugene's lawyer, Ajax (I have a feeling its fake because who names their kid after a cleaning product?), began with a fake smile." how did you happen to meet Mr.Thompson?"

Wade leaned against the stand with a playful smile but his eyes glared at the britished accent man. Wade recalled our first meeting with a far off look in his bloodshot orbs."We've been meeting every week since. Nothing intimate just two guys erasing our sorrows away with jokes and and street tacos.Oh Petey lets get some chimichangas later!"I couldn't help but let out a giggle,yes giggle, at how excited Wade looked when he spoke of his favorite greasy food. I swear the guy was Mexican in another life.

"Wilson focus."Fury demanded

"Thank you your honor, now Mr.Wilson,"Ajax makes his way towards Wade with predatory steps."I'm gonna ask you something and be honest."He leans in close enough to stare Wade directly in eye."Do you love Peter Thompson?"

🔱 Wade 🔱

The air grew still. All eyes were stsring directly at me waiting for my answer. His doe eyes were wide at the sudden question as a hint of rouge crept up his neck. His sorry excuse for a husband glared daggers at him obviously wanting to lash out and hit him. Luckily for him he was out of reach and witnesses to boot. I didn't know how to respond for two reasons. One; we're in court and that would count as a reason for beating the shite out of Eugene Weenie over there.Two; confessing my feeling here of all places...and...not knowing he really feels the same.

This m*ther f*cker really has me stuck in a bind.

"I'm sorry."Ajax chuckles breaking the thick silence."That was unnecessary of me, I'm mean who would love an ugly fucker like you."That last part was whispered unheard by no one but me.

I clutched my fists tightly to the point my nails dug deep into my skin. Judge Fury dismissed me and calls up Peter. Peter still has this look in his eyes with wonder and disappointment? Whats he so disappointed about?

"Like Eugene said, we've been married for about them years. I did appreciate his efforts for supporting me while pregnant with Eithan and after. But our relationship wasn't all sunshine and rainbows before our son." Yeah Pete told me about the bullyings Eugene inflicted on Peter when they were in high school. I wondered how the prick could change so quickly when discovering he was gonna be a dad. I guess after being laid off brought back the old jock that waited to be unleashed once again but more violent.

"I want a divorce because I know I can do better without him. I have a job, I care for my son enough to leave the environment and people his father beings to our home. I can no longer bat an eye at the scars he left on me nor the fact that he blindly out of rage harmed our son and not care for his well-being!"

I hid a smirk seeing jury sneer with disgusted at Eugene whom was sweating up a storm when Nelson brought a projection screen and clicked on the remote to show Eithan and his wound. That wound will become a scar that I know. It will forever be a reminder of had happened and who caused it.

"I would like to speak with Eithan."Judge Fury hummed.

Minutes later, a police officer guides Blaze to the the Judge.Most kids would cower in terror at the intimating man but then again Blaze is not your ordinary kid."Eithan, mind telling us what happened?"

Eugene was visibly shaking in his boots now because he knows he lost this battle.