21 | trial

It's been a week. One fucking week without seeing or talking to her and I'm already going crazy about the fact that it would be like this for the rest of my life but I had to stay strong for the both of us.

Today was the trial where her brother was hopefully going to be sentenced to jail for many years. I paid a lot of money in order for the trial to be this soon because I wanted Emilia to be able to finish with that horrible chapter of her life so that she can finally move on and live the life a pure and thankful person like her deserves to live.

I won't be at the trial as a witness of the crime because I already gave my testimony in order to avoid contact with Emilia. She is my weakness and I knew that I would cave in if I see her at the trial but I still wanted to give my testimony as a support for her because I know I'm a valuable witness for the case.

Last week when she came to my office for whatever reason I almost forgot that I wanted to avoid her when I saw her beautiful, flawless face coming towards me in such a confident way that I wasn't used to from her. The words she threw at my head were reasonable from her point of view but they were far from what I really felt for her. I love her, I really do and there hasn't been a single second where I only tried to be with her in order to fuck her even though I wouldn't mind if I do because that woman has the body of a nymph where it makes it almost impossible to not think about sleeping with her. But of course she was more to me than that. I know it sounds cliché but it wasn't her body that attracted me to her the first time. It was her shy but loving personality that did but her perfect face and body that seems to fit in perfectly with my own body whenever I held her, was just a bonus. Sex was never a priority to me when it comes to her. I have a well known image of sleeping with many different women but that changed ever since I met her. I tried to sleep with women after I met her at the flower shop but weren't really in contact with each other but my dick never reacted to what another women did. It only reacted whenever I thought about her and it still does.

Not denying the fact that I just wanted to sleep with her was the only way that would reassure that she would stay away from me because she hates guys like that. I make sure to push her as far away from me as I could to keep her safe. Safe from me.

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After I got the call I went straight to bed and imagined what it would be like if she was here with me like the night at her place. It felt so natural to have her sleep in the same bed as me and I feel my dick harden at the thought of having her back pressed against my rock hard member in the middle of night. One may think that sex really was the only think that drew me in on her but it wasn't. Now that she's not with me anymore , the memory is all that I have left of her and I can't control the impact those memories have on my dick because I'm still a man after all.

After I disrespectfully jerked off at the thought of her I went straight to bed but my sleep was interrupted way to soon because of one of my regular nightmares that got even worse. Ever since we separated last week she appeared in every one of my nightmares. In my nightmare she was in the car with me when it crashed. I heard a voice screaming my name shouting for me to help her out of the car because her leg was trapped and I couldn't help her because I wasn't in the right state of mind either. I watched her die in my dreams so many times witch just strengthened my thought that my decision to let go of her was the right one.

Today is the day of Logan's trial and I don't know why they were able to hold the trial as soon as they did but I wasn't mad about it. He deserves to rot in prison for what he did to me.

My father came to trial with me as support and I was very thankful for him doing this for me. We've actually been on good terms this past week. Of course it's not comparable to the relationship we had before everything went downhill but it's still better than the nonexistent relationship we had ever since the divorce.

My father couldn't sit next to me in court because I had to sit next to the attorney and I was nervous as hell when I had to go to the front to give my testimony.

"So Ms. Johnson why don't you tell us what happened? From the start" I was asked and I took in a deep breath as I looked across the court room. There were so many people watching me and I actually made me extremely uncomfortable to talk about such a private manner in front of s many unknown people.

"Our parents divorced when we were young and we were left alone with our father. Dad wasn't home most of time so it was just me and Logan. After some time he forced me to perform... oral sex on him and since he was a lot older and a lot stronger than I was he was able to force me to. All these years he never forced me to do anything else but last week he tried to rape me because he was angry about the fact that I had contact to a man other than him" I stated as I looked at Logan in disgust.

"And how old were you the first time it happened?"

"12- I was 12 years old" I stuttered and my voice threatened to break completely as I forced myself to blink away the tears. I don't want Logan to see me cry again. He should know that I'm strong even when he always said that I wasn't. I wanted to show him that I wasn't weak and pathetic.

"And how old was your brother?"

"he turned 18 the week prior" I answered truthfully and my attorney nodded content with the answer knowing that it would help with his sentence that I was underage and he wasn't when it happened.

"Okay that's all I wanted to hear" my attorney said and I thought I was allowed to go back to my seat again but that wasn't the case.

"Why did you never tell anyone about the things your brother did to you? If he even did it in the first place" my brother's attorney asked as he stood up.

"Because he suppressed me. He kept on telling me that no one would believe me if I was to tell anyone"

"And you just accepted that without any protest?" the attorney asked with a raised brow obviously not believing me.

"I was only 12. I believed everything I was told especially from people that I thought I was close to. I'm not proud over the fact that I just let it happen without saying anything but I was young, stupid, confused and helpless" I said with a raised voice because this attorney was getting on my nerves by doubting the fact that the sexual assault ever took place. I know it's his job to defend Logan but I always wonder how a human being can actually justify such actions without feeling bad.

"Judge I would like to call one more witness to give testimony" my brother's attorney said and everyone curiously looked at him including Logan.

"And who may that witness be?"

"Their father William Johnson" he said with a smile and I looked at my father in shock and he shared the same expression. What the hell was Logan's attorney up to?

My father was asked if he was willing to give testimony and he just shrugged but agreed and went to the front to sit down.

"So Mr. Johnson if I understood correctly both your children lived under the same roof with you am I correct?" the attorney asked and walked up to my father.

"I only have one child but yes" my father said and I raised my brow in surprise at my father's statement because I certainly didn't expect that. I looked at Logan and he looked devastated at what he just heard. He loved and respected our father and to hear that the feeling wasn't mutual and that my father kind of denied him must have hurt. I kind of felt bad for him but he deserved it nonetheless.

My brother's attorney looked taken back by my father's statement but quickly gathered himself and continued.

"If you lived in the same apartment where all the assault took place then why have you never contacted the police to protect your own daughter?" he asked and to be fair that was a good question.

"As my daughter already said Logan always assaulted her when I wasn't around to witness it" my father said.

"And you try to tell me that you didn't notice a change in her behavior, nothing at all?" he pushed and my father let his head down visibly ashamed.

"No I haven't. I was busy getting drunk every day and I'm not even going to try and deny that what I did was wrong. I know that I should have noticed but I didn't and I can't tell you enough how disappointed in myself I am for the fact that I let those kind of things happen to my own daughter!" my father exclaimed.

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My brother's attorney asked my father a couple more questions and because my father swore that he never noticed anything going on I could feel that more and more people started to question if it really happened. When my father was done with being questioned he walked past me and mumbled 'I'm so sorry'. I just gave him a forced tightlipped smile because it's not really his fault.

"Now I'd like to ask Mr. Logan Johnson to come up front" the judge said and Logan made his way to the front not looking at me or my dad.

"So Mr. Johnson did you force Ms. Johnson to perform oral sex on you while she was underage" my brother's attorney straightforwardly asked and I inwardly asked why this question was even relevant to ask because it was obvious that Logan would say no.

"Yes. Yes I did" Logan said looking me straight in the eye as he did so. His confession took everyone in the courtroom by surprise even his attorney who obviously didn't expect to get this kind of answer.

"Mr. Johnson what are you doing?" he asked shocked but Logan didn't answer.

"Everything that was said today is true and I'm willing to accept the charges that are pressed against me and that's all I'm going to say" he said and leaned back, away from the microphone. I turned around to look at my dad who looked just as confusion as I was. Why the hell did Logan confess?

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Logan was sentenced to six years in prison for criminal sexual act in second degree and after the trial was over Logan tried to talk to me and my dad but dad quickly pushed me forward and ignored Logan walking right past him.

After the trial was over dad invited me to the cinema because back then we always used to go and he knew that I loved going there.

"I wanted you to know that I'm actually sorry for what happened to you and I know that I wasn't the father you deserved to have but I'm willing to try to get better if you let me" he said and I smiled thankfully at him.

"Of course I will. I wanted you to do that for so long. You're my father after all there's no way I'd cut out the last person that is left of my family" I answered.

"I actually already got a new job so that a good step into the right direction I'd say" my father said as we started walking next to each other.

"Wow really? Where?" I asked interested. I didn't even knew that.

"At the 'Owens & Steel' company. Isaac offered me the job when I talked to him the morning he slept at our apartment" dad said and when I heard him say his name I immediately stopped walking.

Isaac offered him a job at his company? Why would he do such a thing if he didn't want anything to do with me? He is usually not the person who goes around and helps people without an intention so what is he trying to do?

I got so carried away with the trial because lately I've been really into 'How to get away with murder' and the scenes in the courtroom are Always my favorite so there you go. I swear by the end of this quarantine I could be a full ass lawyer you'll see.

Next Update: I will take a short break and will be back in a week or so ( Update: I have a lot to do right now so you'll have to wait a little more. My laptop and I aren't necessarily the best friends right now bc. of online school)