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The silence of the courtroom after Lera whispered that short liberating phrase was intense. The silence that you could hear. The silence hat you could feel. Joel's face seemed to come to life. The dead, beaten and tiredness fading from his eyes briefly. He turned fully around and ran over to Lera. Everyone remained completely still as Joel swept Lera up in his arms and hugged her tight. This wasn't the hug of an enemy. It was the embrace of a friend.
Lera smiled for the first time in only god knows how long. Joel did as well. The judge cleared his throat, bringing to an end the picturesque reunion of faith. Lera blinked at everyone there. Few people. She felt. Emotions. Her heart beating against her chest as Joel's arm brushed against hers. The quickness of her breath as the judge stood.
"Do you mean to tell us that you were not.raped by him." Stu said cutting the judge off, and looking immensely taken aback.
Lera looked positively horrified. She shook her head ferociously.
"How could you think that Stu!" She asked, terrified to look at Joel. " You knew about my enmity with Saban!" She said, angry and humiliated that all of these people knew about her secret. The secret that never happened.
Her knees faltered and she clutched at a railing to stop her from falling. Stu darted from the sidelines and grabbed her around the waist, lifting her up in his arms. Lera felt dizzy and uncomfortable. She didn't want to be touched. She didn't know why he was touching her. She struggled for him to put her down, but he didn't. In fact, he started walking, whispering to her under his breathe.
Joel looked confused, not knowing where to go, so he took off after Stu, leaving the judge by himself in the room. He called in a guard from the doorway, giving him strict instruction to find and arrest Saban of StoneMountain.
Lera must have fallen asleep in Stu's arms because when she awoke she was back in her bed in the hospital, felling sick.
"It's been a trying day." Stu assured her, resting his hand on her shoulder, pushing her back to lie down.
Lera recoiled from his touch, not wanting to be touched. "Don't touch me. Please." She pleaded, rubbing her shoulder. Stu looked hurt, but complied to her request, and withdrew his hand.
"Lera.Today.I just wanted to tell you." He trailed off, looking up at her. Lera stared at him. She could read him. She used to be able to. Not anymore. She didn't want him to say anything about the thing with Saban. She didn't want to remember it. It was bad enough talking about it. "You are so strong." He said, looking wistfully at her, his eyes filled with admiration.
Lera just stared at him, shaking her head, thinking about her moment of ultimate vulnerability. She didn't like being controlled like that. Not at all.
"I'm going to kill Saban. With my own two hands." Stu said. Rubbing his fists together.
"No! Stu don't!" She said frantically, suddenly wired, wound up. "You cant! I have to! To prove I'm not weak." She looked at the floor and took a breath. "To get my revenge.." She whispered to herself.
After Stu left, Lera lay awake for several hours, finally drifting off to sleep only to be woken few short hours later by the sound of the door opening. She was too tired to move. To even open her eyes.
She could hear someone close the door and lower themselves to the chair Stu had left by her bed. She felt warm calloused hands on her upturned palms.
"Damnit." Joel cursed from beside her, she felt a tear hit her wrist. He was crying. Or trying not to. "I hate to think." He stopped talking and pressed her fingers to his lips. "I hate to think that everyone believe me a vile beast for days after you." once again he stopped. "I will never fell the same with you. Never. It ruined us. What he did. It ruined us. We wont ever be able to talk without raising suspicion." He sighed, his voice sounded wounded and strained.
Lera could see his shadow as he leaned over her face, his lips brushed against her gently, and she didn't move. All she could think about was how much she wanted hi to go away. She didn't want to be touched. At all.
Joel rose and left, and Lera slept. For a long time. Waking briefly to eat and drink, then sleep again.
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The silence of the courtroom after Lera whispered that short liberating phrase was intense. The silence that you could hear. The silence hat you could feel. Joel's face seemed to come to life. The dead, beaten and tiredness fading from his eyes briefly. He turned fully around and ran over to Lera. Everyone remained completely still as Joel swept Lera up in his arms and hugged her tight. This wasn't the hug of an enemy. It was the embrace of a friend.
Lera smiled for the first time in only god knows how long. Joel did as well. The judge cleared his throat, bringing to an end the picturesque reunion of faith. Lera blinked at everyone there. Few people. She felt. Emotions. Her heart beating against her chest as Joel's arm brushed against hers. The quickness of her breath as the judge stood.
"Do you mean to tell us that you were not.raped by him." Stu said cutting the judge off, and looking immensely taken aback.
Lera looked positively horrified. She shook her head ferociously.
"How could you think that Stu!" She asked, terrified to look at Joel. " You knew about my enmity with Saban!" She said, angry and humiliated that all of these people knew about her secret. The secret that never happened.
Her knees faltered and she clutched at a railing to stop her from falling. Stu darted from the sidelines and grabbed her around the waist, lifting her up in his arms. Lera felt dizzy and uncomfortable. She didn't want to be touched. She didn't know why he was touching her. She struggled for him to put her down, but he didn't. In fact, he started walking, whispering to her under his breathe.
Joel looked confused, not knowing where to go, so he took off after Stu, leaving the judge by himself in the room. He called in a guard from the doorway, giving him strict instruction to find and arrest Saban of StoneMountain.
Lera must have fallen asleep in Stu's arms because when she awoke she was back in her bed in the hospital, felling sick.
"It's been a trying day." Stu assured her, resting his hand on her shoulder, pushing her back to lie down.
Lera recoiled from his touch, not wanting to be touched. "Don't touch me. Please." She pleaded, rubbing her shoulder. Stu looked hurt, but complied to her request, and withdrew his hand.
"Lera.Today.I just wanted to tell you." He trailed off, looking up at her. Lera stared at him. She could read him. She used to be able to. Not anymore. She didn't want him to say anything about the thing with Saban. She didn't want to remember it. It was bad enough talking about it. "You are so strong." He said, looking wistfully at her, his eyes filled with admiration.
Lera just stared at him, shaking her head, thinking about her moment of ultimate vulnerability. She didn't like being controlled like that. Not at all.
"I'm going to kill Saban. With my own two hands." Stu said. Rubbing his fists together.
"No! Stu don't!" She said frantically, suddenly wired, wound up. "You cant! I have to! To prove I'm not weak." She looked at the floor and took a breath. "To get my revenge.." She whispered to herself.
After Stu left, Lera lay awake for several hours, finally drifting off to sleep only to be woken few short hours later by the sound of the door opening. She was too tired to move. To even open her eyes.
She could hear someone close the door and lower themselves to the chair Stu had left by her bed. She felt warm calloused hands on her upturned palms.
"Damnit." Joel cursed from beside her, she felt a tear hit her wrist. He was crying. Or trying not to. "I hate to think." He stopped talking and pressed her fingers to his lips. "I hate to think that everyone believe me a vile beast for days after you." once again he stopped. "I will never fell the same with you. Never. It ruined us. What he did. It ruined us. We wont ever be able to talk without raising suspicion." He sighed, his voice sounded wounded and strained.
Lera could see his shadow as he leaned over her face, his lips brushed against her gently, and she didn't move. All she could think about was how much she wanted hi to go away. She didn't want to be touched. At all.
Joel rose and left, and Lera slept. For a long time. Waking briefly to eat and drink, then sleep again.
