guy in a chiffon skirt《brallon》

Chapter 55

There were only two days left until the actual trial. Ashley and a few other advisers had been talking to Brendon about what would happen.

First, you tell what happened. Then, they're going to try and poke holes in your story. They'll ask you and your attorney questions, and try to make you look bad. Make sure you always tell the truth and don't change anything. If you go back on anything you say, they'll use it against you.

Even with all of the preparation, Brendon was not ready. Nothing would prepare him to see Ryan standing there, with people defending him. He knew it would be hard on Dallon as well.

But they could handle it. Dallon insisted.

"There's honestly no way for them to get away with it." Dallon said. "We went to the hospital right after, they've got the proof we need, surely. They even found the drugs in your system that he used on you!"

Brendon nodded, buried under three fuzzy blankets on the couch, leaning into Dallon. He was wearing fuzzy socks that Pete gave him for Christmas, and fuzzy pyjama bottoms that Dallon honestly didn't know about until now.

"You warm?" Dallon asked, smiling.

"No. It's cold." Brendon said.

"Well, you're the one who keeps it so cold in this house."

"Touché." Brendon giggled. "New years is this weekend."

Dallon nodded. The trial was also this weekend.

Brendon wrapped his arms around Dallon, cuddling into his side like a cat or something. Dallon only smiled and kissed the top of his head. Brendon was wearing glasses, looking cuter than ever, and Dallon loved him so fucking much.

"I love you so fucking much." Dallon voiced.

Brendon smiled too. "Jeez Dallon, watch your fucking language."

The taller man only shook his head and took out his cell phone, taking a selfie of him and Brendon. "That's my new home screen." He said.

**

The day of the trial, Brendon was freaking out. Not just normal freaking out; he was full out crying on the bed as soon as he woke up, staring at the dress shirt and pants he had to put on.

"Bren, baby." Dallon said. "It's gonna be okay. I'll be right there with you the whole time, right behind you. You've got a lot of people on your side. Ryan can't do anything to you anymore."

"Yes he can!" Brendon said. "He's denying that it even happened. What if they believe him? Then he'll get out of jail sooner, and.. Who knows what he'll do to me when he gets out."

Dallon shook his head, pulling Brendon into his arms. "Nothing baby. That's not going to happen. Now let's get dressed okay?"

Brendon nodded slowly, wiping his eyes.

"I love you." Dallon said, smiling and kissing Brendon's lips. Brendon smiled too, dragging himself out of the bed and to the bathroom.

They took Dallon's car to the courthouse, a police officer following behind them. They parked in the place reserved for them, another officer meeting them there.

Like Ashley warned, there were a couple of reporters waiting for them. Only a couple, they were easy to ignore. Especially since Dallon pulled Brendon close to him, an arm around his shoulders, and talked over their questions.

"I love you Bren, you're gonna do fine in there. Just like when you talked to the police the first time, you did fine." He said, smiling fondly down at Brendon. When they were finally inside, they were led to a common area where Brendon recognized Ashley, and a few others who were vaguely familiar.