So, on to Chapter 1. Once again, reviews are welcomed.
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Roxas set in a little 10 by 10 room with a small table and two chairs and a one way window. An interrogation room was as boring as they seemed on tv. He set clutching his mug of sludge like coffee that one of the 'good cops' had given him hours ago. He had told his story at least 50 times since the cop had stopped him on the edge of his yard. It'll be at least 100 more by the time this is over. he thought to himself. He sighed loudly as the door opened again and a yet another detective walked in.
"Your coffee taste like shit." he mumbled pushing the mug away from him. The detective laughed and set in the chair across from Roxas. They stared at each other for a while. "I think I'm ready for my lawyer." He said, training not to yawn. The Detective just nodded and stood knocking on the glass behind him, then left the room. Roxas pressed his forehead into the desk trying his damnedest not to fall asleep. The door open again and Roxas looked up to find a woman this time, with a really nice suit and her hair pulled into a tight bun. She made eye contact with the small boy immanently and came around to his side of the table, dragging the other chair with her. She held out her hand.
"My name is Elizabeth Crane and I'll be representing you in your case." she said. Roxas shook her hand.
"Roxas Strife." He said and she set down turning her chair to face him.
"Now I know you have had a long ruff night tonight, but I need you to hold it together and I can get you out of here." she said. Roxas smiled at her.
"Don't you want to know what happened?" He asked her. She just smiled
"Eventually but not now." The door opened again and the same detective walked in. "Are you going to hold my client much longer officer?" She asked. The Detective looked taken back.
"He confessed to murder." the man said.
"Yes, self defense, as I understand it Detective." she said pulling out a piece of paper and looking it over. "My client needs rest, he is a victim." The detective nodded and left the room. Roxas zoned out for a while until Ms. Crane touched his shoulder.
"Come on Roxas, were going" She said. Roxas nodded and stood, shuffling after the pretty lawyer.
"Where am I going?" Roxas asked. "I don't really have any were to go.." The lawyer didn't answer, just walked him out of the police station and led him to a really nice lexaus. She opened the door for him and preceded around to the drivers door. Once they were in and buckled up she answered him.
"I've rented you a hotel room until we can find out if you have any family." She said. Roxas nodded.
"Thank you." He said his voice soft. She started the car and backed out. The hotel wasn't far and the lawyer asked if they could talk in his room. Roxas nodded and he followed her to the front desk then up to his room. They entered the room and Roxas was extremely surprised it was so nice, it had a small section with a mini-fridge and a coffee maker, with a little table to the side with two chairs. One queen size bed with a pretty comforter and a dresser with a tv. Another door to the back of the room that must have led to the bathroom. After Roxas had visited the bathroom and the lawyer had started a pot of coffee the two set down at the small table a cup of coffee a piece.
"Now I know you've told your story a million times but I need you to tell me one more time." Ms. Crane said. and off with the cloths. Roxas thought. He like the woman though, she had a no nonsense kind of air about her. Roxas sighed and settled himself in his chair.
"My father, Cloud, was a man who had a wide taste in all things. Especially in his love life. In his last two years of college he started seeing a man by the name of Sephiroth" Here Roxas stopped and closed his eyes "My father like him well enough but he couldn't see that Sephiroth was obsessed with him. Like to the extreme. They dated for several years until my father met my mother, Aerith, and fell in love. He broke it off with Sephiroth but some how still remained good friends. When my mother and father got married Sephiroth was my fathers best man. He fit right in with them, and my mother loved him like a brother. After a year of marriage they got pregnant with me and Sephiroth, naturally, was named my god-father. After I was born everything was perfect for a while, me, my mom, dad and Uncle Sephi.." Roxas trailed off taking a sip of coffee. "As I grew older everyone loved to say how much I looked liked my father, they liked to suggest that he 'budded' me. When I was 5 my mother was killed by a hired thug. He slit her throat when she was carrying groceries to the car. The police tried and tried to figure out who had hired the man but they never succeeded. My father was devastated, I don't think he would have made it through if it hadn't been for me. When I turned 7 Sephiroth moved into the house with us, my dad telling me he needed help to take care of me now that he had to work twice as much. I was young- to young to see what my 'Uncle' actually was, to young to see him moving people like they were ponds in his game. He started looking at me different, touching me more..not sexually...not yet...but lingering touches, finding excuses to help me undress to take a shower, watching me when ever he could. Telling me how much I looked like my father. Now of course I know that Sephiroth was realizing that my father would never love him the way he had loved my mother. So he set his sights on me, and why not? I looked just like my father, and I was young, he could train me, raise me to be the perfect lover. Sephiroth enjoyed tell me this when I would start to protest to the things he would do to me. Then when I turned 9 my father was found dead in his truck, strangled they said. And Sephiroth, according to my fathers will was given soul custody of me. And so my own personal hell had begun. Every night he would come to my room an make me do things to him then around the time I was 12 he would do things to me too. He loved how much I looked like my father and enjoyed reminding me he had killed both my parents just to get to me." Roxas felt the tears brake free and stream down his face. "I am now 17 years old and this is the first night in 8 years that he won't walk in and close the door, crawl into my bed and start all over again." Roxas reached up and began tugging at his golden hair, his eyes wide with panic. He laughed suddenly but it wasn't normal, it sounded half crazed have joyous and soon it broke into sobs. "He'll never touch me again" he sobbed. The lawyer set calmly her hands clenched. She had no doubt in her mind that this boy would never see the inside of a jail. Any jury would side with this pitiful boy. She reached over and touched his shoulder.
"Roxas I know this is hard for you, and yes he can't hurt you any more. But I need to know about what happened at the house last night." She said, her voice soft. The blond looked up at her and once again she was taken aback by the boys direct solid ocean blue gaze. Even with tears streaming down his face he was beautiful.
"I came home late. I was at the library studying and lost track of time, I got home it was dark. he was waiting in the kitchen when I came in. He called me in there, and I knew I was in trouble. As soon as I stepped into the kitchen he grabbed me, hit me in the face and started to grill me on where id been. When I told him, he didn't believe me, pushed me up against the counter, I remember sliding my hands across the counter trying to keep from falling, when my hand touched something solid and heavy. My Uncle had my face in his hand had leaned down to force his lips on mine, when I pulled away, which was never allowed. He grabbed my hair and threw me to the ground but I grabbed the pan as I went and when he came to lay on top of me I bashed him over the head, and he went down like a sack of rocks. And then I just kept hitting him..and hitting him until all his pretty silver hair was covered in blood..."Roxas trailed off his eyes wide and blank. "I called 911 and left the house to walk if off, I knew I would come back, I would take the blame for what I had done." The boy stopped still staring off. The silence lay thick in the room until Ms. Crane cleared her throat.
"You'll never see the in side of a jail cell." She told the boy. Roxas looked up at her like she was crazy. "I've seen people get away with a lot worse for a lot less." Roxas could only nod.
"There are tapes." He blurted and automatically covered his mouth. His lawyer gave him a sharp look.
"Tell me." She said. Roxas lowered his hands.
"He taped us sometimes. When he would..you know...do stuff to me...there are tapes. I'd like them destroyed if that can happen.." he said.
"After the trail, we'll have us a bonfire." She said reaching out and taking his hand. "I promise." Roxas nodded and closed his eyes. "Get some sleep kid. I'll be by tomorrow to pick you up at around noon." He nodded again and locked the door when she left. He crawled into the unfamiliar bed and slept better then he had ever slept in his whole life.
And there you have it! Review. Pwease?
