AUTHOR'S NOTE:
OMG! I am so sorry for the long wait! I hope you all enjoy this chapter! I'm also working on a new story it's called The Force of Eight. As always R/R!
COLE'S POV:
I walk into the house to tell Stanley and Leia that we need to go now in order to make it to John's trial on time, and I catch the making out.
"What are you doing?" I yell. They pull apart and Stanley goes white as a sheet while Leia grows bright red and looks down at her feet.
"Dude it's not what you think." Stan tells me. I roll my eyes; does he really expect me to believe that?
"Oh, so I didn't just walk in on John's best friend making out with the reason he has been used as a punching ball and is now going on trial for? Well that's a relief. But I'd love to know what you were doing?" I say sarcastically.
"Okay, yes we were kissing, but it was a mistake. It just happened, you know I'd never what to hurt John. And she's not even my type." He says. Normally I wouldn't believe that excuse, but something about Stanley's eyes tell me he's telling the truth.
"Whatever, let's just go." I say turning my back on them.
STANLEY'S POV:
Crap, crap, crap. I can't believe I just kissed Leia. Leia! The girl my best friend is in love with. I'm such an idiot. How could I do that to John? Ok, yes I am the kind of guy that gets caught up in the moment, something I usually embrace, but I am not the kind of guy who kisses his best friends crush. That's not who I am. I'm loyal to John. We've been like brothers for years. I'd never try to hurt him. What just happened with Leia was a mistake. I shouldn't have let that happen. I don't even feel that way about her. At least, I don't think I do… Well, even if I do, I can't let anyone else know. Anyway, she kissed me. I shouldn't feel bad; all I did was kiss back. That's not wrong, that's just reflex. It would be weird if I didn't kiss back, right? Shoot, now I don't know how to feel. I follow Cole out of the house, tripping down the stairs.
"Wait up! Dude come back here." I shout at him. I don't think he's going to turn around but he does. And for a minute, I wish he didn't. Rage flooded his face, a look of disgust in his eyes when he looks at me.
"What do you want?" He growls. Cole isn't normally the growling type.
"I want to talk about what just happened."
He doesn't walk away, so I continue.
"I'm not trying to make excuses' for myself. Kissing Leia was wrong. I shouldn't have done it. But you need to understand that it meant nothing to me and if you ask Leia, I'm sure she'll say the same thing." As much as I don't want her to, I think to myself.
"So what now?" he asks in a soft voice, almost a whisper.
"I think we should just pretend that the kiss never happened. Don't tell the others; don't tell John, never talk about this again."
"I think that's a great idea." Leia says coming up behind me.
"Yeah I bet you do." Cole snaps.
"Telling him would just hurt him. You know it's true." She tells him. I see tears brim her eyes. Man I want to hug her so much, I think. What! Where did that come from?
"Okay," Cole says, "no one ever talks about this." Leia smiles and looks at me.
"Sounds good," I say. We get into the car with the others.
"What took so long?"Ella asks Leia.
"Oh, um, Stanley couldn't find his cell phone. Cole helped us find it."
She nods and Cole starts the car and pull out of the drive way.
JOHN'S POV:
So this is it. I'm in my suit, about to walk into a court room full of friends, family, and classmates. The guard with me used to go to my school; he graduated back when I was in eighth grade.
"Here," he says handing me a glass of water. I give him a grateful smile and drink the whole glass. For some reason, I'm really thirstily. I guess I haven't been drinking enough today, because of the nerves.
I look in the mirror next to the door. I look pale, too pale. My eyes look really red too. That's odd, I think to myself, I don't feel sick.
"Time to go," He tells me.
"Alright, let's do this." I say.
He puts my hands in front of me and handcuffs them together. He gives me an apologize look and opens the doors. Every head in the court room turns my direction. I walk, in with my head down. I hear my mother and grandmother gently crying. In the corner of my eye I see my dad, his jaw clenched. I turn my head away so I can't see him. Then I see Bryce. He look's smug, sitting there with his arms crossed like his the king of the world. It takes every ounce of self control I have not to attack him. I feel my lumen heating up and force my eyes on the floor. I get to my seat and my lawyer sits next to me. I guess my grandfather pulled a couple strings to get me good lawyer in such a short amount of time.
"Hi, I'm Brick."
"John, but I'm sure that you already know that. If not, I'm in trouble." He lets out a short laugh.
"Yes I know your name. John, I'm going to ask you a question, one you have been asked a lot in the last few days, but what you tell me now is the only answer that matters. Did you use, buy, or sell ZCV'S?"
"No." I reply honestly.
"Ok, we can make this work."
The judge walks in and we all stand up. OK, I tell myself, let's do this.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
So, I know there are lots of Nix shippers and lots of Jix shippers. Leave your thoughts on the relationships in the reviews. Thanks!