A/N Sorry this took so long, this is the last chapter. Is anyone even still interested I only got 12 reviews…..
This Too Shall Pass
Chapter Six: Jamie's Christmas Carol
Days turned in to weeks and still Jamie's trial raged on. Neither side seemed to be gaining anything, if the jury went and decided at that very moment it would be a toss . That thought scared Jamie, he was 16 years old , but was being tried as an adult. That meant he could get life for a crime he did not commit. How fragile life had become. In one single instant one, single mistake your life could be taken away from you. Even if he wasn't convicted, he would still have to face the doubts , the accusations. Could Amy's family really believe that he hadn't killed their daughter? If the police never found the real monster who cut Amy- Liesel's life short, why would anyone think that Jamie wasn't the killer? Why should they? His life was now a living hell and no verdict could ever change that.
"Hey, Jamie." Val said surprising Jamie.
"I'm surprised you came. Isn't your current boyfriend, Tyler, who believes I am a murderer." he said a little to meanly.
"That's not far. Tyler wants to believe you are innocent he just can't." Val said defending her boyfriend. She took a good look at him he looked too sad, too depressed. That worried her. "He told me to tell you he's sorry."
Jamie nodded blankly. "Anyway, Merry Christmas." she said trying to lighten the mood, though they were surrounded by jail walls. She pushed over a card towards him as a guard perked up. "I wasn't allowed to give you anything bigger." she said looking to the guard again.
"Thanks, Val." he said as he smiled.
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He did not know what had made him come that day. He had never come before. It was too hard on him. He could still see the vividness of that last night. His mother crying as the officer at the door tried to console her. He had been heading to school not realizing till then that his twin sister had not returned home.
He hated Jamie Waite. It sickened him to know that he had gone to the same school as him, that he knew his friends.
"Daniel." his mother tried to reason with him. "You don't have to go." he did. Daniel was glad that his brother David was so young that he didn't understand everything.
He almost laughed as he remembered the ongoing joke the three of them had shared. There total dislike of the double names their parents had given them, Amy-Liesel, Daniel-Adam, and David-Douglas.
Dan sighed, Jamie would pay.
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"Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells Jingle All the Way!" little Hannah Powell screeched as Peter Waite put her on his shoulders and let her put the star on the tree.
Yes. He was talking Jamie's job. That wasn't the only thing that was different this year. The division the family, the trial, Jamie's imprisonment during his favorite holiday. He missed his brother, though he would never tell him that.
"Come All Ye Faithful…." Megan Waite Powell said in her beautiful singing voice. That Peter and the rest of the family suspected she got from their great grandmother Fiona as well as the fiery red hair that both Meggie and Hannah had.
"Peter and I are going to Jamie and cheer him yup." Megan said breaking from the song. "Do you want to come mom?"
"No." she replied, these days the thought of her youngest son brought tears to her eyes. She was horrible mother not believing that her son was innocent.
"Tell Jamie, we love him." Doug Waite said tickling his granddaughter, as Paul Powell sat mute in the corner. Jamie had been the source of many fights between his wife and himself. Paul was a man of logic. No one saw Jamie drop Amy at her house, he had been the last person she had said in the hospital, it all lead to Jamie's guiltiness in his mind.
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Two days later, December 22 the trial concluded and the jury began to debate the verdict. Everyone lay on pins and needles not daring to guess what the answer might be. And in moments or was it lifetimes the jury finally spoke .
Look at him. Megan mumbled, someone had told her that if the jury looked at the defendant that meant that they had voted him not guilty. But, doing this she did not even notice that the jury had already said:
"We the jury find the defendant, James Waite, of the murder of Amy-Liesel Doherty….not guilty."
Jamie and Megan could hardly believe it after so long, he was free. "NO!" cried Daniel-Adam Doherty from the seats. "We'll appeal." was his family's lawyer's reply. But, that was not good enough , nothing would ever be.
Jamie walked out of the court room, a free man. He did not know what had really happened that night 2 months ago, and doubted he ever would. He did not know how he would get back to his life, with so many who had doubted him, so many who proubley always would…..
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A/N I hope this chapter was ok. And I hope u enjoyed this story! The end (he he)
This Too Shall Pass
Chapter Six: Jamie's Christmas Carol
Days turned in to weeks and still Jamie's trial raged on. Neither side seemed to be gaining anything, if the jury went and decided at that very moment it would be a toss . That thought scared Jamie, he was 16 years old , but was being tried as an adult. That meant he could get life for a crime he did not commit. How fragile life had become. In one single instant one, single mistake your life could be taken away from you. Even if he wasn't convicted, he would still have to face the doubts , the accusations. Could Amy's family really believe that he hadn't killed their daughter? If the police never found the real monster who cut Amy- Liesel's life short, why would anyone think that Jamie wasn't the killer? Why should they? His life was now a living hell and no verdict could ever change that.
"Hey, Jamie." Val said surprising Jamie.
"I'm surprised you came. Isn't your current boyfriend, Tyler, who believes I am a murderer." he said a little to meanly.
"That's not far. Tyler wants to believe you are innocent he just can't." Val said defending her boyfriend. She took a good look at him he looked too sad, too depressed. That worried her. "He told me to tell you he's sorry."
Jamie nodded blankly. "Anyway, Merry Christmas." she said trying to lighten the mood, though they were surrounded by jail walls. She pushed over a card towards him as a guard perked up. "I wasn't allowed to give you anything bigger." she said looking to the guard again.
"Thanks, Val." he said as he smiled.
* * **
He did not know what had made him come that day. He had never come before. It was too hard on him. He could still see the vividness of that last night. His mother crying as the officer at the door tried to console her. He had been heading to school not realizing till then that his twin sister had not returned home.
He hated Jamie Waite. It sickened him to know that he had gone to the same school as him, that he knew his friends.
"Daniel." his mother tried to reason with him. "You don't have to go." he did. Daniel was glad that his brother David was so young that he didn't understand everything.
He almost laughed as he remembered the ongoing joke the three of them had shared. There total dislike of the double names their parents had given them, Amy-Liesel, Daniel-Adam, and David-Douglas.
Dan sighed, Jamie would pay.
***
"Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells Jingle All the Way!" little Hannah Powell screeched as Peter Waite put her on his shoulders and let her put the star on the tree.
Yes. He was talking Jamie's job. That wasn't the only thing that was different this year. The division the family, the trial, Jamie's imprisonment during his favorite holiday. He missed his brother, though he would never tell him that.
"Come All Ye Faithful…." Megan Waite Powell said in her beautiful singing voice. That Peter and the rest of the family suspected she got from their great grandmother Fiona as well as the fiery red hair that both Meggie and Hannah had.
"Peter and I are going to Jamie and cheer him yup." Megan said breaking from the song. "Do you want to come mom?"
"No." she replied, these days the thought of her youngest son brought tears to her eyes. She was horrible mother not believing that her son was innocent.
"Tell Jamie, we love him." Doug Waite said tickling his granddaughter, as Paul Powell sat mute in the corner. Jamie had been the source of many fights between his wife and himself. Paul was a man of logic. No one saw Jamie drop Amy at her house, he had been the last person she had said in the hospital, it all lead to Jamie's guiltiness in his mind.
***
Two days later, December 22 the trial concluded and the jury began to debate the verdict. Everyone lay on pins and needles not daring to guess what the answer might be. And in moments or was it lifetimes the jury finally spoke .
Look at him. Megan mumbled, someone had told her that if the jury looked at the defendant that meant that they had voted him not guilty. But, doing this she did not even notice that the jury had already said:
"We the jury find the defendant, James Waite, of the murder of Amy-Liesel Doherty….not guilty."
Jamie and Megan could hardly believe it after so long, he was free. "NO!" cried Daniel-Adam Doherty from the seats. "We'll appeal." was his family's lawyer's reply. But, that was not good enough , nothing would ever be.
Jamie walked out of the court room, a free man. He did not know what had really happened that night 2 months ago, and doubted he ever would. He did not know how he would get back to his life, with so many who had doubted him, so many who proubley always would…..
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A/N I hope this chapter was ok. And I hope u enjoyed this story! The end (he he)