Saving You.//n.h

52.

Picture of John on the side.

-Heather's P.O.V

Macy.

She stood in front of the now closed doors, staring at the judge and a video camera was in her right hand with a tight grip. Why was she here? Isn't she suppose to be against me?

"I'm sorry ma'am, but who are you?" The judge questioned staring at her with confusion, I did the same.

"I'm Macy Lynn. I have proof, of everything that happened when Heather Foster was kidnapped, all on this camera." I looked over at the judge, who nodded at the police officer to bring her towards the front of the court room. She looked over at me, giving me an apologetic smile.

"How do you have proof?" Judge Taylor questioned, sliding his glasses onto his face as he quirked an eyebrow at her.

"I helped kidnap her, there were tiny cameras set in all corners of the house. Here, watch this." She opened the video camera, I could hear voices coming from it as the judge watched the video. I could feel my stomach turning, in nervousness. He shook his head in disgust, slamming the woodened hammer against his podium.

"Clayton Ewell and Max Ewell have been sentenced till death for the kidnap and rape of Heather Foster, Macy Lynn has been sentenced for ten years for the kidnapping of Heather Foster. Case cleared." A smile appeard on my face as I was uncuffed, I looked over at Marcel giving him a hug, surprising him.

"Your family is waiting." He smiled, I turned around seeing my mom smile brightly at me before I wrapped my arms around her tightly, her tears falling onto the hideous orange jumper. I hugged everyone, besides Niall. He stood back, smiling widely at me as I ran into his arms hugging him tightly. I cried silently as he embraced me tightly, I looked at his face placing my lips on his. I felt as if I haven't kissed him in years, I felt him smile before he pulled away.

"Here, I got you some clothes to change in." He handed me a pile of clothes, I thanked him as we all walked towards the exit of the court house before I entered the bathroom locking it behind me. I placed the clothes onto the closed toilet seat, before pulling the jump suit off along with my undergarments. I put on the blue sports bra Niall had picked out, before I searched for my underwear. He didn't pack any? I shrugged it off slipping on the black leggings, before pulling Niall's jumper over my head. I tossed the jump suit and undergarments into the trash, after throwing my hair into a high pony tail. I opened the bathroom door, as Ami handed me my mocasins.

"Heather." I turned around seeing a tall man with black hair and blue eyes, who's this? My mom looked over at the man with worry, everyone else continued on with their conversations besides Niall who stood behind me waiting patiently.

"Who are you?" I asked raising an eyebrow, Ami stood next to me as the stranger flickered his eyes over towards her- giving her a small nod.

"I'm John, thats all you need to know." Wait, his voice sounded familiar.. too familiar. I looked at him slowly nodding, "I'm glad you're not in that cell anymore." He smiled softly staring at my face for a moment, when I suddenly felt Niall's presence behind me, catching John's attention. He smiled once more, before giving my mom a small hug before exiting the court house.

"Mom who's that?" I asked, removing Niall's hand from my waist before lacing our fingers together as we walked out of the large building.

"Just an old friend." She mumbled, when Luke appeared next to me.

"Hey, glad you're out." He smiled, I returned it. "How's your face?"

"Hurts, but feeling better." He nodded patting me on the back, jogging up towards Ami and Paul.