The Olympic Brothers--"Trial, day 2"

**Okay about 3-4 more chapters probably..I can't wait to start DENIAL again, and then I might be starting a S&S story (hopefully it'll be different from others)**

Kristin had already taken stand, and her dad's lawyer was in front of her. "How old are you, Kristin?" he asked. "Thirteen." she said wearily. "Is your father in this courtroom?"

"Yeah."

"Did you make this?" he asked, holding up the card presented the other day. She fidgeted again. "Yeah, so what?" SHe demanded, getting defensive. "This doesn't seem like the type of card an abused child would make." he stated simply. "I was seven or eight. Our teacher MADE us. What was I suppose to put, thanks daddy for beating me?! Duh!" she snapped.

"Why'd you wait so long to come forth with the information that he was abusing you?"

"Who was I suppose to tell?"

"A teacher, a family member..."

"My teachers thought I was an annoying little brat that got dumped on them, yeah I'm going to tell them, my mother was never around, and my dad cut off all ties with family members. The only family I've seen in 9 years is my cousin Scott and his dad, and htat's only because Scott is at Horizon."

"So you couldn't have told an administrator?"

"I told you that all teachers hated me, I was this dirty little, banged-up brat, okay? Always into fights, always defending myself against the biggerkids."

"How did he abused you, if he did?"

"He did, and he beat the crap out of me. There wasn't one day that went by that I wouldn't get slapped for some unknown reason, or beaten because I didn't scrub the floor right. He also yelled at me, he treated me like a DOG. He called me things that I've never even heard of. "

"What kind of things would he beat you with?"

"His hand. Cords, dog leashes, belts, anything he could get his hands on."

"That's all." the lawyer said witha funny little smirk and sat down. Kristin's representer stood up, so she relaxed.

"Kristin, do you love your father?" he asked. Kristin thought for a second.

"No. I hate him. I wish I could say I'm lying, I wish I could say YES, I do love him, but I can't."

"Why?"

"Everything that he's done for me. I use to have hope for us, when he came back to get me I actually thought that it was really be different, but, as usual, it wasn't. Whenever he would hit me, I'd think, 'I still love you, daddy, I really do,' but as I got older I realized it wasn't true. I hate him so much, I wish he were dead. I hope he gets the electric chair one day!" she said, her voice rising until it was a scream, almost like a wild child's scream for help.

"That's all, your honor."

"We'll take a ten minute recess, then file back in for sentancing."

**Fifteen minutes later**

"We the jury have reached a verdict."

"Mr. Robert Maddox, you have been found..."