"I feel bad for the people who never go crazy."
Trepidation (n): a feeling
of fear or
agitation
about
something
that may happen.
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Athena Williams is a quiet and hardworking girl wit...
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THE COURT ROOM held a stagnant type of air-it smelled of stale paper and polished wood. A very depressing combination. The area was in pristine shape, a steady stream of sunlight just making it through the long windows as it casted upon the witness stand. It oddly resembled a spotlight.
Jake and Athena Abbey both sat with their lawyers with emotionless features. Michael and Renee Whitman were literally Godsend for the Abbey's, as the idea of them making it out of this case was less likely each minute Judge Bender wrapped up the proceedings each day. The duo looked awful with their pale features and dark under eye circles from lack of sleep. The orange jumpsuits didn't add any appeal to their current conditions. The one thing that never lost that glimmer in them were their eyes.
After the courtroom introductions, everyone took a seat which prompted the Whitman's into action. They shuffled through papers as Renee suddenly gripped a notepad and pen, looking towards the stand. One of the prosecutors played a saddened look to the jury, his hands folded in front of him as he then leaned against the jury stand.
"I wish I could tell you all good things about this situation. Unfortunately, from here on out, this case will provide some disturbing and evil evidence of Jake and Athena Abbey's malicious wrong-doings..." He began, walking over to his table where his partner handed him a stack of paper.
The jury stirred at the sight.
"Before I get into the details, I just want to highlight the victims these two individuals brutally murdered in their attempts to escape authorities. These are the victims my partner and I are trying to bring justice for."
Micheal let out a low curse as Renee looked on like a deer in headlights. They weren't expecting their competition to pull that move. Jake slowly careened his hands toward Athena's identically cuffed ones so his fingertips could slightly brush her wrist in consolation. She didn't stir once.
"Jake Abbey went on a short killing spree before he met Athena and included her in these malicious actions; murdering five individuals by himself. These next names were victims to both Jake and Athena's wicked cop-out. Abigail and Preston Williams; Jake Abbey's parents. Dennis Williams; Athena's father..."
The voice of the prosecutor completely faded out to Athena. Her once glistening brown eyes were almost ashen in comparison, her gaze set forward at nothing in particular. She felt numb. She knew what was coming. She didn't want to sit here and be put on trial in front of strangers who didn't know half of what she or Jake had been through. It was redundant. It was completely pointless, in her opinion.
She became present once again as Michael stirs besides her and stands, buttoning his suit jacket before giving a confused look to his colleagues, Damon Ford and Vivienne D'Acosta. They seemed smug, as Damon's rant had seemed to rile up the jury in their favor. The Whitman's knew they'd play the "monster" card, but they weren't expecting them to place all their cards on the table-at once.
