Sorry for the long wait time, but here is the long awaited chapter. As a bonus for sticking around with me for this story, you're getting the next chapter too. I'd really appreciate it if I could crack the 100 review mark. Thanks bunches and can't wait to hear what you guys think.Duke slowly and carefully walked into the courtroom and made his way to sit down next to Viola's family. Viola's eyes went wide at the site of her boyfriend limping down the middle of the courtroom. When Viola locked gaze with Duke, he smiled and said, "I love you."

She took a deep breath and was suddenly calm. When Coach Pistonek saw this, his blood boiled beneath his skin. Viola was on the stand for an entire week. Her lawyer had her recount every detail that she could remember from the day she was kidnapped until the present day. When she had to describe what happened inside the basement, this was the first time that her family and friends actually heard hard details about what actually happened to Viola. Viola's lawyer said, "Miss Hastings, starting from the first day when you were taken from the country club, please recount for the court the events that you can remember as best as you can."

This was the moment that Duke, Sebastian, and Justin had be dreading but also had been waiting for. Everyone wanted to know what had happened in that basement, but they were all too afraid to come out and ask Viola herself in fear that she would resent them for asking her about it. Viola took a deep breath and began, "Well, I remember I was at the debutante ball waiting for my friend to show up in hopes that he would be my escort for the ball. I was just about ready to go get dressed when I decided to go outside to get some air. While I was outside, I heard someone walking up behind. I thought it was my friend, but I saw that it was Coach Pistonek. He started talking about how he wanted me to come back to Cornwall, and how I had embarrassed both him and the team. Then he started touching my shoulder and saying how he regretted letting me go from Cornwall. When I tried to get away from him, he threw me down to the ground and straddled me. When I tried to scream, I remember him reaching for my head. The next thing I remember is waking up in the basement tied to a pole with my mouth taped shut. Then he started talking about how beautiful was, and I told him that he was a pervert. He then slapped me across the face. I remember days that he would come over to me with a towel in his hand, hold it up to my nose, and then I'd wake up later on with a new set of clothes on. All I would have to eat is a sandwich with a glass of water. I'd just sit there and think about how he saw me naked, and I didn't even know exactly what he did to me while I was passed out. I remember the first time he actually released me from the pole to go to the bathroom. I took the opportunity to try to escape through the window. But he heard me when I tried to push the window open. He came in and refused to release me from the pole ever again. So I was not allowed to go to the bathroom anymore. When I would bug him to let me go to the bathroom, he would respond with physical force. I remember when he would come home for the evening and find me in the basement with somewhat of a smile on my face, he'd say something about me thinking about him and our life together. I would tell him that I was thinking about what my life would be like with another guy, and then he'd kick me in the stomach."

Duke now knew that she had been thinking about him. He couldn't believe that he had been so close to her that night at the ball, and he just let her slip through his fingers. Viola continued, "As the last month passed by, everyday I'd ask God to just let me die. I couldn't imagine surviving another day in that basement. I couldn't see myself anymore. I just saw him. I couldn't see the people I cared about anymore. I just saw him. I could just see him doing anything imaginable while I was sleeping or unconscious. I chose not to see the next day anymore because all I could see was him. All I could see was the purple spots cover my blood stained skin. Crying was no longer an option because all my tears were wasted on thoughts I could no longer hope for."

Justin, Sebastian, Duke, and her family never knew that Viola had contemplated suicide. They couldn't believe that the thought had even crossed her mind. Viola took a deep breath in-between tears and said, "It wasn't until one day that I realized that I could actually slip out of my bindings. So I got my foot out and tried to run up the stairs to get out, but the door was locked. So I sat by the door waiting to hear any voice besides the coach's and ready to run back down the stairs at any moment. All of sudden, I heard a familiar voice, but it wasn't the coach's voice. I started screaming, and then I heard Justin. When Justin finally broke down the door, I realized that my hopes were coming true. I just fell into his arms, and he carried me out of the house. Now after seeing what he has done to my brother and my boyfriend, his actions almost caused me to return to his house. I didn't want anything bad happening to anyone else. I figured that if I could hold up for that long the first time, that I could do it for as long as it would take for him to leave my loved ones alone. I was almost to his house when the police found me. I wanted to die. I wanted to die at the thought of going to his house, and I wanted to die that way he would leave everyone alone."

Roger, Sebastian, Duke, and Justin wanted to just jump out of their seats and kill Coach Pistonek. Once the prosecution rested, it was time for the defense to rip her testimony to shreds. As the day came to a close and the defense was forced to stop their interrogation, Duke was almost foaming at the mouth. He just could not stand to watch his girlfriend cry. Viola basically ran out of the courtroom when the judge dismissed everyone, and Duke followed her. After walking outside, he saw her sitting underneath a tree. He walked over to her and heard her crying. Duke pulled her into his arms and said, "It'll be okay."

She asked, "How can you say that? Can't you hear what that guy is doing to me?"

He said, "It's just a bunch of hot air with no real facts. The jury can see that."

He paused for a moment and said, "I've missed you."

She took a deep breath and said, "I've missed you too."

He said, "I got an idea."

She asked, "What's that?"

He said, "Since we have the whole weekend ahead of us, let's get away and not even think about the trial. Let's go somewhere and have some real fun away from prying eyes."

She asked, "Really?"

He said, "Yes, and I know the perfect place."

She asked, "Where is that?"

He said, "It's a surprise."

She said, "Okay."

He said, "Alright then let's go back to your house and pack."

She smiled and said, "Okay."