Family (A Dan Howell Fic)

.:Trial:.

I had been in the police station all afternoon being questioned. They put me in handcuffs and forcing me to "tell the truth." Which I did. I heard that guy that faked it, Jesse was his name, was in the hospital but he had no punctures. I kept thinking about Dan. He thought I did it. I used my one phone call to call him. But he didn't pick up and I really believe he thought that I did it. I would stay in prison until we went to court.

I was not ready for court. There weren't any witnesses, and it really did look like I did it. I've requested a lie detector test, but they've ignored me. I can't afford a good lawyer and the one I have is crap. He literally doesn't know ANYTHING about law. I was scared. They kept asking more questions which I answered truthfully, but they didn't believe me. There was no proof that I did it, but there wasn't proof hat I didn't either.

After a week in prison, I lost all hope. If I do ever get out of here, I doubt Dan and Phil would want to ever talk to me, lots of people think I'm an awful person. Even the people here with me. Dan hasn't called this whole time. Phil once, but I couldn't hear him most of the conversation. Most of it was yelling. He was mad at me too. They both didn't want to speak to me now. I wish I could just explain.

Someone told me I had a phone call and I was just hoping it was Dan. I picked it up and hoped more than ever that I could explain what happened to him.

"Hello?"

"Alyssa?"

"Dan." I sighed in relief. He willingly called me. I started to sob from happiness.

"Hi, um. How are you?"

"Not good. Can I explain to you what happened? Please?" My heat was beating so fast.

"Yea! I've been trying to contact you for days now." he sounded concerned.

"You have? Really?" I was shocked that he wasn't actually ignoring me.

"I didn't do anthing they think I did, he planned it to get back at us for before. I don't know what to do, Dan. Please, please help me."

BEEEEEEEEEEP

The line went dead. I felt a tear drip down my face. He hung up. Why?

"Ok, you're done miss." The guard called me back and I cried to myself. I really tried not to, anyone who cries here will get beat. But I know lots of people saw me. They had sympatetic faces. Of course not everyone, but at least a few felt for me.

3 DAYS LATER

I had to fly to Florida with the prison guards because turns out, Jesse was not even from England, he was an American citizen and we had to go to their court. I had tried to speak to Phil in the days before, but we still had bad connection. I tried to get them to come to Florida, but I couln't force them to.

Today was the trial, and I walked into the room handcuffed. They actually thought I would be violent. I looked around to see Phil in the stands but not Dan. Not even Phil was looking at me. At least he bothered to come.

The trial started and Jesse and his lawyer were in a booth. My shit lawyer and I in the other. My lawyer called Jesse to the stand and then some people from the shop when it took place. It was their turn to call, and I was put in the stand.

"So Alyssa, you are accused of stabbing my client with a knife. Is that correct?"

"Y-yes." My heart was beating so fast. I was completely out of it at this point. I answered the questions asked, but I can't remember what they were. I just wanted to be home, with Dan.

"Ok, let's call a recess." The judge called out.

The security asked if I wanted to leave but I just kind of sat there crying. Phil didn't even look at me the whole time, who knows where Dan was.

*Dan's POV*

Alyssa's trial was literally happening right now. I couldn't see her. Our phone services didn't work well when calling her, and she probably thought that I hated her. Which I don't, I love her more than anything. She 100% didn't do it. That is a fact. She hates violence and I wish I could prove it.

Im sat on a bench in the hall waiting or it to be over. I'm editing my vlog from the other week. This is the calmest I've been, when I really shouldn't be. I keep going over the parts with Alyssa. That day was so perfect. I wish everyday could be like this. I got to the part where I was showing what coffee I'd ordered when Phil and a bunch of other people came out of the room. Phil sat next to me.

"What happened."

"There is just a recess, but they have no proof she did it. You absolutely didn't see anything, why don't you testify?"

"Because. What if I'm wrong?"

"You don't believe she did it do you?"

"No, absolutely not!"

"I just I don't do well in these situations, and I like everyone else, didn't see exactly what happened."

"I think Alyssa is crying in there." My face turned red. I didn't want to hear about how she felt, because I should have been there for her. I should have visited everyday, and spoke to her more often.

"Dan, come on, She needs to see you." I thought about it. Does she really even want to see me?

"Ok, I-I'll go in." The recess was 10 minutes so I kept editing, Phil next to me. We got to the part of his scream and I tried to skip past it.

"Wait, go back." Phil sounded concerned.

"No, Phil, I'm going to delete all of it."

"No!" He took my computer away from me.

"Uh, rude." I teased.

"Look." He slowly went through the footage.

"Oh my god." Alyssa was nowhere near him when he did it.

"Dan, shes not guilty, we need to show this to them."

My heat was beating so fast.

"Ok." She was going to be home, with me. Once and for all.