Chapter 60: The Final

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"He's just sitting there. Staring. Will he be okay Kook?"

The trio sat outside a pair of heavy oak door, waiting to testify, waiting to enter the courtroom. After having made their statement the week previous, they had been asked to testify against Julian, and in return, be given protection from any potential gang risks. Yoongi was also offered immunity for the crimes he committed while under Julian's abuse.

The boy was a nervous wreck. The courthouse was a big, white pillared building. The very definition of your stereotypical courthouse. It made it all seem more real. Yoongi couldn't help but focus on the fact that he'd have to face Julian. The very man who made his life hell, a man who controlled his every move for years, the very same man who took everything from him.

Hunny was already on the stand, saying her piece about Julian's sex trafficking. His mental and physical abuse of her would also be mentioned. Yoongi wished he was as brave as Hunny. She felt empowered by this chance to speak up, whereas Yoongi was becoming overwhelmed by fear.


His two lovers stood in front of him, worrying more and more as a Yoongis face paled with every passing moment. Jimin was seconds away from walking out, taking Yoongi with him, but the bailiff walked out, asking for Yoongi to speak now.

He stood slowly, taking a deep breath and focusing on one thought alone. This is your chance Yoongi, a chance to get justice for Namjoon.

Walking past the rows of wooden benches full of people didn't help the boys anxiety. He caught eye of the public defender, a young woman who gave him a small smile. It helped comfort the boy a small bit.
He sat in the witness box and swore to tell the truth, taking another deep breath before daring to lift his eyes, finally meeting the rage filled ones of his ex-boyfriend/pimp.

The man sat in a horrible, puke green prison uniform. His hair was tidied up, his face somewhat tired but mostly concealed by his anger. The way his jaw clenched, his pupils shook having seen the young boy, who in his eyes, was nothing more than an ungrateful whore... an ungrateful whore, to which he had a burning possessiveness towards.

Yoongi felt his chest tighten as Julian stared daggers at him. Yet his attention was soon diverted towards the public defender who again, smiled kindly.


"Please state for the record, your relationship with the defendant," she spoke with loud, yet calm words.

"I am his ex-boyfriend..." Yoongi mumbled into the small microphone in front of him, "I was also one of the entertainers at his club."

"Can you verify for the court, what exactly your job requirements were as an entertainer at this club please," she nodded her head shortly at the boy, fully aware of how scary this whole process can be for a witness. Especially one with such an abusive and close relationship with the accused.

Yoongi looked away from Julian, unable to speak with his harsh glare focused on him. Instead he faced the room full of people. Some were law students, other witnesses, and finally his family. His two beautiful lovers and the mother of his child. They watched his with such love and encouragement, it eased his nerves a little more.

"An entertainer keeps clients satisfied between business deals. This can range from serving drinks, to offending them drugs, going as far as offering your body. In most cases however, we didn't offer our bodies... clients would just take us."

The lawyer nodded again, continuing with her questions and the jury seemed to grow more and more in shock with Yoongis every answer. He went into detail about the abuse, the sexual torture, the mental manipulation Julian used to beat every ounce of pride and dignity from him. Then came the dreaded question.

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