Okay, the trail is here! So, like I kinda got lazy and decided to not write every single stinking aspect of a trail. That's so much work! I mean, its even too much work to write an opening statement! And, I added some un-trail-y things in here to save time & stuff. Eg: Parker changing the punishment on the same day of the trail. So I hope you guys like the chapter & I hope the trail is not that boring because trust me they are, I should know I was apart of one before!
*|^. Happy Birthday to my new fan ShontellBeaty! I hope you have a wonderful & blessed day doll(:
P.S: things that are in bold means they speak up louder & italic emphasis.
The days flew by so fast. Christopher stayed in New York with me because he was afraid that I would hurt myself again. Only yesterday, we left New York and came to France. Everyone decided it was best that Merc should stay in New York with Lyn and my parents. I resented that idea very strongly, but no one listened to me.
Lately, I haven't been feeling anything. Its like the same feeling I had before Merc. I'm trying to pretend that everything is okay, but nothing is working.
Today's the day of the trail, hurray! Not. I don't want to go to the trail. I wish we could have worked out; a plea-bargaining or you know what's better, if nobody even found out.
Right now, I'm just going to casually lay in my bed pretending to sleep all day long.
"Parker. Get your cute ass up!" Christopher says.
I fake a sleepy groan and curl up into a ball.
"Parker. I know you're awake" Christopher says, his mouth suddenly by my neck. I open my eyes and turn to face him. I groan and get up.
"That's my girl" he says.
I stick my tongue out and then walk into the bathroom. I get in the shower. Hmm, if I stay in here, they will probably forget about me and go to the trail themselves. I wash my skin and then sit down on the shower floor letting the warm water hit my head. It doesn't really matter if my hair gets wet. Its still in it's black and pink patches. Maybe I should wash my hair. I wash my hair with the lavender shampoo and condition it. I sit back down in the shower floor. I must have spent almost an hour in here already. I guess they left. Mission accomplished. I see the shower curtain get dragged open and see Christopher sitting there smiling at me. I groan.
"Parker, I think it's time for you to come out" Christopher says.
I notice that he's not in a tuxedo yet. I saw him lay one out last night. Wait, is he going to the trail?! Before I can say anything Christopher lifts me out of the tub. He pushes me closer to his body and then grabs a towel. He grabs the towel and wraps it around me.
"See, now was that so hard?" Christopher asks.
I sigh and walk out of the bathroom. I see a white and gold weaved print Chanel suit sitting on the bed. I pull out a simple black bra and underwear. I glare at Christopher before going back into the bathroom and throwing on my under garments. I take my time drying my hair. I decide to put my now-back-to-pink curly hair into a textured tight bun. I lightly put on some gold eyeshadow and nude lipstick. I walk out of the bathroom and see Christopher fixing his tie in the mirror.
"You should walk around in your underwear more" Christopher says.
I roll my eyes and put on a white tank top then a satin white button down shirt, white tights and then put on the skirt suit. Christopher hands me a pair of nude colored heels and I put them on. I sigh and flop down onto the bed.
I'm not ready for this trail. I watch Law and Order and I studied Law a bit when I was in tenth grade. I know what the opposing counsel will do. I know how they will try to twist up my words and make me seem like I'm not a credible and reliable witness. The bed sinks down next to me and I turn my face and look towards Christopher.
"Parker. Stop worrying. Your going to win" Christopher says.
"Have you ever studied law?" I ask.
"Yes, why?" he asks.
"Then you know that the prosecutor has to show that Jules committed the crime BEYOND A REASONABLE DOUBT. Do you know how freaking high that is? All the defense attorney has to prove that there is reasonable doubt. We will never win" I say and look away from Christopher.