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I stared longingly at Vic from across the long, wide hallway. Despite how serious this entire situation was, I couldn't help but take a second to notice how attractive he looked in a suit. The dark materials hugged his body well and made him look quite professional and sophisticated. Of course, he needed to give off a good impression to the Judge and jury.

It was almost time for sentencing. The trial was quick. Vic had to give his statements first. He stuck to what I told him to say. He said that he tried to reject me over and over, but then he gave in, although nothing sexual happened. I couldn't tell if the Judge believed him or not. The woman had such a steely look about her. She didn't let off any type of emotion towards the case. I, of course, backed Vic's story up completely, sticking to the lie that nothing sexual ever happened.

The worst part about the whole thing was watching Vic. He looked hurt, beaten down and scared. All I wanted to do was hug him and tell him that everything would be okay in the end, but I couldn't. I had to behave. I couldn't make a scene. I hadn't seen him since that night right after we were at the police station together. I wanted to go and see him again but Mike cornered me the next day and told me, in a less than nice way, that I needed to stay away because it was for the best. Not seeing Vic killed me. He was suspended from his job until the hearing so I didn't even get to see him at school.

What happened with Vic and I became the hot topic at school. Wild rumors just flew out of control and I tried my best to tell everyone that they were wrong, but they wouldn't listen, everyone was, to my horror, saying that Vic was a pedophile. It hurt to hear those things. They were all wrong. Vic isn't some kind of creep. I just hoped that Vic stayed at home for the remainder of the week and didn't get to hear the comments.

I felt emotionally drained today. A lawyer, or I think he was a lawyer, completely drilled me on the stand. He tried to get me to admit the truth and he just wouldn't back down. I stood my ground though and eventually the judge made him stop. Mike had to go on the stand too, so did Tay, Alex and Oli because my mom told the court they were my friends and might know more, but all four of them claimed to have no idea about the whole thing. Tay and Mike had thankfully lied for us. Now this wait was taking a long time. The last thing the judge wanted before we were let out was to talk to Principal Holland and then they disappeared into a back room together, as did the jury who would decide Vic's fate. I really hoped this didn't take too long. With my eyes still glued on Vic I could see how stressed he was. Mike was with him, only Mike. Mike was his only support.

"I'm proud of how you handled yourself in there, Kellin," My mom said from my side. I shot her a glare. I didn't want to communicate with her. She was the reason we were standing outside the courtroom. She was the reason I might not be able to be with Vic again. I looked back over at the man I loved only to see he wasn't there anymore. My eyes scanned the hall. Where could he be? I wanted to find out. This might be my only chance to talk to him in a long time.

"I'm going to the bathroom," I told my mom and stepdad, Rob. I didn't even look at them or wait for a reply.

I walked off to the set of stairs that led to the first floor where I knew the bathrooms were. Once I was out of my parent's sight I quickened my pace. I got to the foyer and looked around desperately, then I saw a wisp of brown locks disappear into the men's bathroom. I jogged towards the bathroom and opened the door. Standing there with his hands on counter, looking into the mirror, was Vic.

"Hey," I got his attention. He didn't look at me though. He just lowered his head.

"You shouldn't be in here with me," he said.

"Well I am, so deal with it," I said and moved closer. He didn't move away. I just wanted to make everything better again. I placed my hand over his and he slowly turned his head to look at me. Just as quickly as his eyes fell on me, they fell away.

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