guy in a chiffon skirt《brallon》

Chapter 54

Giving the police an official statement was less painful than expected. Brendon did surprisingly well, in Dallon's opinion. But at the same time, he was worried. Brendon was straight-forward, detailed, and accurate. His face was straight, there was no emotion, and the only was Dallon could tell he even cared about the topic at all, was because the smaller boy was tapping his fingers on top of his thigh under the table, and jiggling his leg.

They were sitting at the kitchen table, an officer Dallon had not met yet sitting there as well, recording and taking notes as Brendon described, detail by detail, what had happened.

Dallon didn't even know most of the things Brendon described.

The officer left soon after Brendon finished, and after a few questions. Dallon walked him to the front door, and as soon as he closed it behind him, he heard Brendon sniffling from the kitchen.

He hurried back to where his boyfriend was sitting, at the kitchen table with his head in his hands.

"Baby-" He said, one of his hands moving to rest on Brendon's shoulder. Brendon turned in his seat and wrapped his arms around Dallon's waist.

"Come on baby, let's go to the living room. We can watch TV? I'll make you popcorn if you want some." Dallon said.

Brendon nodded, standing up and grabbing Dallon's hand. Dallon smiled at him, using his thumb to wipe the tears from Brendon's cheeks.

"Gorgeous." Dallon said, leaning down and kissing Brendon's nose. Brendon laughed a little, and Dallon led him to the couch where they both sat down, Brendon threw his legs across Dallon's lap and Dallon smiled, running his hand up and down them as he flipped through shows and movies on Netflix.

"I really don't want to have to see Ryan." Brendon said. "In court."

Dallon sighed. "I know baby, I don't want to either. Cause trust me, I'd kill him if I could."

Brendon giggled, even though it wasn't really something to laugh about. "I love you." He said.

Dallon smiled and said it back.

**

"Aggravated assault."

"What's that?" Brendon asked.

Ashley shook her head. "It's what they're going with. Aggravated assault. Basically, he's saying that the sex was consensual. Maybe it got out of hand, but you wanted it. Your injuries cataloged at the hospital were simply the result of 'wild sex'. He's out on bail, and unless you press on, this will all be kept out of the courtroom. He'll plead guilty to aggravated, or nonsexual, assault."

Brendon's eyes widened at what his attorney was saying. "No!" He said. "It was not consensual! He.. drugged me, took me against my will, and raped me, several times!"

Dallon shook his head as well.

"Alright then, that's all I need to hear. You'll still be pressing charges, charges of kidnapping, and sexual assault/rape."

Brendon nodded. "Will... Will I be on TV again?"

Ashley shrugged. " Well, obviously your trial will not be televised. But I'm sure it will all be in the newspapers, and in a small town like this.. I'm sure your local news stations will be outside the courthouse when you get there. We can't do anything to control that. You'll have a police escort though, you don't have to pay them any attention."

Brendon sighed, and Dallon rubbed his finger across the smaller boy's knuckles. "It can't just be easy, can it?" Brendon mumbled.

"I'm afraid not." Ashley said, a sympathetic look on her face.