Kidnapped by a Rockstar // M.C

Chapter 16:

"Guilty." The judge says and hits the hammer on her desk. "Sentancted to 7 years."

I stand up. "What! NO! I object!"

Everyone gasps.

I look over at the boys with tears in my eyes. "You can't put them in jail please."

"Why not?"

"Because-because," I hesitate. Should i say it? Screw it. "I LOVE HIM." I point to Michael and everyone's eyes widen even Michaels. "I'm sorry...but it's true."

We lock eye contact. He mouths I love you too.

I smile and bite my lip. "But I know no matter what I say he will still be put in jail for 7 years..."

"I'm sorry ma'am. Take them away." The security guards start taking them away.

"Wait! Can I say one thing to him? Please?"

"Go ahead." She waves her hand in front of her. They carried on with Luke, Calum and Ashton. "I'll miss you" I whisper to myself.

I run up to the faded red haired boy then hug him.

"I'm sorry" he says. "I wish I never put you into this."

"No no don't be it's okay."

"I should've just walked up to you and talked to you like a normal person. I'm such an idiot." Tears were streaming down his face now.

"It's okay Mikey." I wipe a tear from his face. "You are an idiot but you're my idiot."

He smiles sadly. "I-"

"Hurry up."  the judge says. She waves for the security gurds. We look over to security guards walking in our direction.

We both look at each other. "Can I do one last thing?" He asks.

I quickly nod. He looks into my eyes and cups my cheek. He pulls me in and a pair of lips were on mine. Fireworks were going off in my stomach. It was the best feeling. Before I could kiss back he was pulled away. That was the first time I actually wanted to kiss Michael...and I didn't even get to.

"No Michael!" I said as our hands were torn apart. I started to chase him but someone was holding me back. I was scratching at the air trying to grab Michael. "Michael!"

He was yelling and trying to break free.

I squirmed trying to get out of the grown man's grasp. "Let go of me!" I gave up. Knowing that there was no way of escaping. I watch him get shoved out the door. "Wait please!" I hear him yell but they shove him out the door. "I love you!" He screams but before I could reply the door slammed shut.

I fell to my knees sobbing. What am I supposed to do?

My mom comes over and picks me up. "Shh it's going to be okay. Want to go get something to eat?"

"It's okay mom...I don't feel like eating." I said as she lead me out the door.
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3 months later
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I haven't been eating much lately. Everytime I did I would throw it up. Not on purpose...my depression has gotten a hold of me. Some nights I can't sleep. Other nights I just cry myself to sleep. I need to get over this.

I pulled my hood over my head and looked down. I'm walking through a store my mom wanted me to go and pick some stuff up.

"I'm sorry ma'am you're a dollar short."

"Dammit" I whisper and start digging for an extra dollar. "Come on."

"Here." A boy behind me says. I look up at him and he hands me a dollar.