Irreconcilable

Are You Ready For This?

The trial is today. I'm nervous and sore.

Last night was amazing but today my existence hangs in the balance. I know that if I lose Cain I would lose everything. Not to mention going back to them would mean getting beaten and more than likely killed for standing up to them. I just hope that today goes in my favor.

With Cains arms around me and his body heat warming me it feeling like there is no chance of anything going bad. With him I feel safe and loved. Nothing can go wrong as long as I have him. But there is always that little part of my mind reminding me that I could lose him and everything I've grown to love over the past two weeks.

I love the back yard, all the beautiful flowers, the paintings on the walls, and most of all the idea that eventually and hopefully Cain and I will get married under the arbor where his parents were married.

Ever sense that day I've tried to go back as often as possible. It so beautiful I can't help myself. White and black flowers all up the aisle, red rose pedals dropped by the little flower girl, the seats filled with friends that are family, and, of course, Cain.

But to even think anymore about that I have to survive the trial. And win.

"Good morning baby boy." Cain whispers in my ear, his voice deep from sleep. "You ready to finally leave your parents in the past and completely move in with me?" He pulls me closer to him.

"Let's hope for the best." I reach up move a strand of hair out of his face.

"No one in their right mind would ever make you go back." He leans down and kisses my forehead, " and even if they do then I'll bring you back here and never let you go back."

"Your gonna kidnap me?" I gasp and try to wiggle out of his grip. His arms tighten around me and his eyes grow dark.

"Oh," he climbs on top of me, "you think that I, the angle that I am, would ever kidnap anyone." I nod, rolling my eyes and thinking more like fallen angel. He brings his face closer to mine. "Then you would be right." He connects our lips and I melt into his.  Eventually he pulls away. "We need to get food in us then get dressed." He gives me a small kiss on the nose, "big day ahead, big plans!"

He pulls me up and we walk down to the kitchen, hand in hand, and only in our boxers. This is how I hope the rest of my life will be.

We fix some eggs and bacon, while playing round and stealing small kisses. I can tell he is trying to distract me and I welcome it. I want to just stay in this moment and not ever face my parents again.

Now that I have had a life without them I honestly could never go back. And if the court makes me go back, I don't even want to think about that. Focus on Cain, Alex, Jes, Lora, and the good memories I have

•••

As we pull up to the court house I feel Cain grab my hand and squeeze. He's wearing his normal all black outfit and I'm wearing a black button up with some black dress pants.

"As soon as we get out of here you are changing." He looks me up and down again for the millionth time today. "It doesn't fit. It not you. You need to be colorful. It's weird seeing you in black." I roll my eyes at him.

"I know," I smile at him, "it doesn't feel right." He pulls me closer to him and gives me a hug, running his hand along my back in circles. I want to stay here in his arms, but instead I pull away, not letting my tears loose. "Let's get this over with."

I get out of his car and was immediately met by a hug from Alex and their blue hair. I hug them back and hear all sorts of encouragement from Alex, Jes, and Lora, and of course more hugs from all of them. I can barely keep it all together then I see them.

Cain has set up meetings with his lawyer for me and that's who has been helping me with my case, other than Alex. He's only lost a case twice and once was because there was so much evidence against his client and the other was because his client confessed on the stand. None was his fault and Cain trusted him, so I did too.

Marcus comes up and blocks their view from me and also gives me a few words of encouragement, I smile and nod back at him.

Cain comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, "are you ready for this?" I've got support and evidence. I can win this...right?

•••

So far everything has been good. Now it's up to the jury. As we are waiting for the people to come back to tell me that I have to go back with them, or to tell them they are going to jail, Marcus leans over and whispers in my ear 'we have this in the bag' I nod and give him a hopeful smile. He pats me on the back and sits up straight as they enter. It took less than ten minutes for them to come back and that gave me a little bit of hope.

"Members of the jury, have you reached a verdict?" The judges voice once again booms throughout the room.

The Jury Spokesman stands up and says "yes, your Honor, we have."

"Members of the Jury, on the Case of Jackson and Sandy Florence vs. Adrian Florence, what do you say?"

"Your Honor, the members of this Jury find the defendants..." time seems to stop and everything starts spinning, finally after what felt like years the spokesman says "guilty." I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and the tears stars flowing. Marcus grabs my shoulder waiting for the judge to confirm the verdict.

"Members of the Jury, this Court dismisses you and thanks you for a job well done." The judge says and turns to my parents. "The Defendants are found guilty. This court is adjourned."

The Bailiff says, "All rise". When everybody is standing, the Judge stands and leaves the bench.

"We won kid!" Marcus grabs me by the shoulders and gives me a hug before leading me out to find Cain and the others.

As soon as Cain sees me he comes up to me and gives me the biggest hug and I hug him back, so happy that they are going to jail and I get to stay with Cain. Before either of us are even remotely close to wanting to let the others go Lora is pulling Cain off of me and grabbing me for herself.

After everyone's hugs are out of the way we go to grab a bite to eat. We all are so happy to have each other. Our own little family, happy as ever.