The red headed teen looked away as his loving brother was taken from him into a cell.
"Ike!"He called down. Ike turned around and kept his stare on his brother.
"You d-don't have to do it." He shook violently while the other replied.
"But I'm the one guilty Kyle." And they took him as Kyle broke down.
"No!" A young lady with fair blonde hair dragged him back.
"It's time to go Mr. Broflovski." She told him as he was being held off. He kept his stare locked with the floor and letting all his tears slip. His lawyer brought him closer to herself.
"Cheer up. It could been worse. You could be the one being held to prison." Just when she said that the boy broke down and started crying louder. He quickly wiped his eyes to not show what a wuss he was.
On the way out Sheila was waiting for her beloved son to come out, but as soon when she saw Kyle stepping out being held by the lawyer she lost everything.
The outraged women slowly began to approach her son pointing an accusing finger at him.
"Y-you…" He kept his stare locked with his mother fully aware of what's coming.
"How dare you to show up here!" She yelled pulling him away from the other's women's hold.
Kyle kept his stare focus on the floor feeling the wet worm moisture coming its way from his eyes.
"Answere ME!" She yelled and started to shake him violently.
"Ike did it" He lied as his mother could sense it.
And this was just enough to destroy her calmness.
First she slapped him across the face. Not caring that everyone was watching at the office she dragged him by his shoulder and held away as he was holding by his swelling cheek.