[5 MONTHS LATER]
It felt like years and the World grew silent, Court Day. You haven't seen any of your friends, nor your foster dad since that day after Monica got a confession out of her father, Brandon. You've been staying in a shelter with Madlyn and Monica. The agents state that this is better until we get the Courts word, and it was finally the day we get their saying. This could be either really amazing or really horrible who knows which. You get your self dressed into a worn out outfit not like the ones you were used to,but whatever a boring day deserves a boring outfit not like you have any interesting outfits. You slowly shuffle out of your room going to the bathroom and closing the door behind you and because of motion censors the lights automatically turn on. You walk to a sink and look at yourself just for a second until someone walks in making you quickly look that way, it was Madlyn.
"Hey." She quietly says , her voice sounding raspy. She had a long dark blue sleeve shirt on with baggy grey pants you look her up and down before looking back at yourself. You had a faded black shirt on that went down to your knees with faded blue jeans. Ugh I look stupid. Madlyn puts her head on your shoulders glancing at the both of you through the mirror. "It's the day we were waiting for, it feels so weird now that it's here." You nod your head licking your dry lips.
"You think they're going to come?" You ask, and without saying any names she automatically knew who you were talking about.
"I think." She responds sounding hesitant. You sigh with a little smile on your face and close your eyes faintly saying. "I hope so."
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You, Madlyn and Monica get awkwardly out of your agents car meeting up with a building. You grab both of their hands and walk through the doors of the building with the agent behind you. The scent right when you walked in was a lavender something you haven't come close to in a while. The floors where tiled brown with a red carpet leading to two big closed doors. The sound was almost familiar something you haven't heard in a while and only heard when you were in the restroom alone, quiet. Someone then walked in shaking hands with your agent and then pointed towards you. The women was flat and obviously punctuated just by the look of her. She walked quickly toward you shaking all of your hands. She had a black pencil skirt with a nice white top.
"It's nice to finally you girls I've heard so much from your agent, I'm going to be your lawyer, my name is Stacy Reinhart. Now would you like to go over the plan in a private room before we go through the big doors." She states,she had an Austrian accent and her voice was so soft and trusting. You all look at each other before nodding, she smiles taking you further into the hallway and into a large squared room with a table in the middle of it, almost like a meeting room.
She put her leather brown briefcase down opening it to take out a few papers and putting it down in a neatly manner. She did this while gesturing for us to sit down we do so quietly and she puts her briefcase carefully on the chair next to her.
"So your [Y/N]" she says pointing to you, you nod carefully and she smiles. "And then you're Monica and Madlyn." She finishes pointing to the both of them correctly, them following along with a small nod. She laughs a little before looking through her notes. "Your story's are pretty crazy especially adding onto the therapy it's absolutely... oh shoot what's the word." She shuts her eyes grinding her perfectly straight white teeth trying to think. She then opens her eyes looking at the three of us."Complicated ? Thats why this Court Day has taken so long to organize we just needed time." She continues looking through her notes again. "I've read through this like a thousands times adding each time you guys went to therapy and it's just difficult to take in. [Y/N] these nightmares your having don't seem like nightmares more like visions. Nightmares take place at night not in the middle of the day. And uhm Monica your insecurities have led to denial and Madlyn you've shown recent of being bipolar. Which you have nothing to worry about you just need to take some tests. You girls are all so amazing and everyone is trying their best to throw that man in jail there's no need to be afraid." She clears her throat and looks at her notes one last time before neatly stacking them up and putting them in a folder. "May I tell you that many people are going to be watching you along with national tv. Today is going to be crazy and I don't want to put any pressure on you guys. I also want you to know that I did a scan check to see what was there and there's lots of cameras so please don't be startled when you see lots of flashing and noises when you guys come in." She puts her folder back into her briefcase and looks at you all with a gentle smile. "Now for the plan what were you guys thinking of saying on the stand" You all strug your shoulders in response. You haven't really thought about what you were going to say all you wanted to do was yell and insult it for what he's done and what he could've done if I signed off those papers and didn't run away. You could almost see it the little smug on his face while you yell and you wanted to choke him and fall out in tears with pain, that's all you've ever wanted to do.

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Runaway- Noah Schnapp x Reader
Fanfiction✅COMPLETED *warning* this story contains cringe scenes and unrealistic imagery. tw: death, abuse , runaways and depression. To live the life she never had [Y/N] runs away to New York from her foster home living off her dead parents riches to accid...