A Whole New World (Kellic) - boyxboy

XXXI

"Did you or did you not partake in the alleged abuse against your son?" My mother's lawyer asks her.

"I did not." she says and I'm confused.

"Papa, she's lying." I whisper, tugging on his sleeve.

"I know, Kells." he sighs.

"But she swore not to." I frown.

"She'll get what's coming to her. Don't you worry, Kell." he assures me and I nod.

"Did you ever witness your partner inflict any abuse upon your son?" the lawyer asks.

"No, I did not." she answers simply.

"So you deny there being any abuse whatsoever?"

"That's correct." my mother lies.

"How do you explains the claims against you and your husband?"

"Children have wild imaginations. Kellin was never happy about being pulled out of school and he took that out on us. But we were doing what was best for him. We weren't happy with the teaching methods so we homeschooled him." she lies again.

Why is she lying? I'm so confused.

"Papa, they need to know that she's lying. We should tell them." I say trying to stand up but Papa pulls me back down.

"Relax. They're not going to believe her. Liars get caught, Kellin. The truth always comes out eventually." he explains.

That makes me think of Vic and the self-harming, the bullying and his sexuality. The truth always comes out eventually. Part of me really wants it to. But I would never force that on Vic. If the truth is going to come out, I'll have to wait for it.

I sigh sadly, and lean against Papa, trying to stay calm as I watch my mother talk.

Soon my lawyer starts asking her questions.

"You claim that the abuse and neglect never occurred. How do you explain Kellin weighing at barely 80lbs when he was removed from your house?" she asks.

"Kellin had body image problems. He was always telling us that he thought he was too fat. He refused to eat. To see him so thin made me feel like I failed as a mother. He's looking a lot healthier now which is a relief." Mother says, wiping her eyes. I don't understand why she's crying. All she said was lies. I was begging to eat, not refusing to eat. I don't really care about my body or how I look. I never have.

"She's making me mad." I grumble to Papa and he chuckles a little.

"She's making me mad too, Kell. But what's important is that you tell the truth." he says.

"I will." I assure him.

"How do you explain the bruises and the scars?" my lawyer asks.

"The less Kellin ate, the weaker he'd become. He had a lot of falls and he bruised easily." Mother lies.

"The passage that Officer Jardine read out from Kellin's journal was false, correct?" the lawyer asks.

"Yes, everything in that journal is fabricated." Mother scowls.

"How do you explains the welts on Kellin's back? Bring up image six please."

A photo of the welts on my back comes up onto the screen.

"I, I don't know." Mother stammers.

I smile at that. She's going to get caught.

"You don't know how these deep welts got on your son's back?" The lawyer asks.