God Bless The Child.
By the first rays of morning the trial Monroe Vs. Monroe was brewing.While sitting next to Renée Charity's orbes made a slight glance to the table across from her where Jackson had sat, chained and dressed in the formal prison wear looking staight forward towards the judge.His face was aged, as if the mear weeks he'd spent imprisoned had changed him. In the few brief seconds where their eyes met she almost felt a slight remource from his glances, perhaps somewhat an apology for all the wrong he's done her.
Jessica was the first to go up to the stand, she stood taking her vows before the jury and the rest of the court before casually sitting down.Appauled everyone listened to Jessica recap everything she'd remembered about Charity and Jackson's relationship, she told the court how she recalled how quickly Jackson had braught up the idea of marriage, and how this only proved his possesive behavior over her cousin.
Only to be retorted by Bradley Curtwood, Jackson's lawyer quickly responded that Jackson's admancy for he and Charity to be married was only because of the strong feelings his client had felt for her, as well as the fact that Charity had annouced the impending pregnancy of his "then" thought son.
"it's funny, how you mention his 'admancy' to marry my client, however, Mr. Curtwood," Renée pierced while she glanced over at the two walking pensively across the courts stage." you always seem to forget, the part where Jackson Monroe physically abused his wife...remember her? The one you've claimed to say he'd had great feelins for."
They both shifted in a uneasy manner in their chairs, while passing glances to one and other.Bradley smiled comfortably, as he stood fixing his attire as he did such." lets not forget Ms. Campbell, your client kept a secret so dire as a child's paternity away from Mr. Monroe.She's lead him to believe, up unitl now for about the first three years of this innocent bystandards life, that he was his biological father.Him, not the nasty after effect within some passionate affair with an old flame---"
"in no way is my son ever a 'nasty after effect.'!" Charity asserted as she too stood.
"Mrs. Monroe, if you will." the judge asked, while Charity sat back down.
"if your client will let me finish, I in now way condone his behavior towards Mrs. Monroe; But I can just as well say that she has just as much faultered as Jackson Monroe has."
" ' faultered' ? You say it as if your client simply rose his voice to her, and if this is what you're implying I strongly suggest you get an indepth reality check, honey!"Renée continued her fingertips digging into the defendants desk."I'll have you know, your clients behavior didn't only put Mrs. Monroe in hospital inching her from death, and put the fear of God into her child...it killed Olivia Borrows, simply because...you're client doesn't know what it is to be a real man."
"what in the hell! ---" Jackson cut in, eyes glowering madly.
" furthermore, if it pleases you your honor, I personally think this case shouldn't even be a waiste of breath by being put into the court, as I can stand here and confidantly say I have enough on Mr. Monroe...if that's even his real God given name, to put him away for good, as what he should have been years ago."
"your honor." Curtwood cladly spoke up, glancing over at Renée from across his table.
"Ms. Campbell, please keep your personal opinions at bay.Mr. Curtwood, please reside to the podium to continue questioning Ms. Benett."
Bradly nodded halfly as he got up once more facing Jessica with a deep sharp look in his orbes." as you said, you've never liked Jackson, is that right Ms. Bennett ?"
Jessica shifted quietly in her seat as her eyes met with his."obviously he's never been my favorite person."
"really so how do we know that you're actually following your oaths, I mean you've just said he wasn't your favorite person...and that you were willing to do almost anything to free your cousin from him isn't that right ?"
"yes but----"
"this is insane, your honor Mr. Curtwood is basiclly implying my clients cousin has lied on her vows."
"well many people like to bend the truth, you should know such things shouldn't you Ms. Campbell?" Bradley hissed sardonicly.
"you little son of a---" she murmered softly while comesing to stand.
"order in the court, order in the court!" the judge rattled as she rapped down onto her gavel."Now, Mr. Curtwood I understand you're trying to justify your point, but I see no good in that by unnessisarily badgering Ms. Bennett."
He hushed quickly while easing himself back into his seat, and casually smirking over at Jackson.Time past and the moment came for the jury to make their final jugdment, concerning Charity and Jackson's divorce aswell as Daniel among other things.
Her eyes glanced slightly to the sound of the group of jury's people, as they filled in like an army all straight faced and blanche.Even though all odds hung in her favor at the moment, a small creek of fear came to her as she foccused on Jackson next to her... it wasn't him, she wasn't afraid of him anymore, it was what was to come that plauged her the most.
"we the jury see Craig Meuller guilty, for the attempted murders of Charity Monroe, and, Miguel Lopez- Fitzgerald...as well as the homicide of Oliva Borrows he will serve a life sentence."
Jackson's side of the room let out a slight scream of frustrated astonishment, as he tightened his jaw and continued to listen.
" we deam Mrs. Monroe full custody of Daniel Monroe, and now herby terminate their marriage in the face of the church and the law departments." in unisen, the jury sat once more.
"the jury has spoken, the trial is done." the judge spoke as she hit the gavel one last time dissmising everyone in the court.
She felt breathless, as she sat watching everyone let out a slight look of relief and joy.Her sullen eyes tariled to jackson as they took him away, this was the last time she would ever see him again.Congradulations incircled her as a small smile brushed her lips her eyeds still plasetered on Jackson as he left, making his very last steps out of her life forever.Sooner than later the court room was empty and Charity sat in the same place listening to the suttle creaks and whisps of the room while she remained motionless.
' Goodbye, Mrs. Monroe ' her mind whispered intently, as she smiled once more.Her... their llives was starting over again, and this time she wasn't going to ruin things for either.
She brushed open the doors of the book caffe angrily as her eyes pierced the room until she saw him sitting at a nearby table. Theresa was at the trial, and she couldn't help but notice her brothers apparent absense as she dared to ask why she sat fummigated when she heard off the harsh words Miguel had spewed to Charity the few days earlier on the knowledge of Daniel's true paternity.
She paused infront of him as his eyse met with hers, " you know you've sworn - to everyone up and down, that you actually give a damn about Charity." she sputtered out in shear frustration " is this how you show her ? By compleatly abandoning her when you know she needed you the most."
He cocked his brow, while looking at her somewhat baffeled as he stood.Miguel knew what she was talking about , but he couldn't answer her...he really didn't know why he wasn't there himself, but he did know he wasn't going to sit around and listen to Theresa chastize him for not being there.
"she's not a baby, Theresa." he began while starting to turn away from her"she's a grown woman, Charity didn't need or want me to hold her hand through this, and I'm - just respecting her desicion."
Theresa's eyes narrowed as she watched him leave, the sound of her heels clicking against the book caffe's floor could be heard as they picked up motion, catching up to Miguel turning him around abruptly to face her disdain.
"how could you say that ?" she breathed her eyes profoundly searching his.
"because it's true" he replied in a soft hiss.
She shook her head while sliding her hands in her coat pockets."well, that's not what I saw---"
"really Theresa then what did you see? Because I'd really love to know how she was to have you get on my case like this."
"what is the matter with you!?" Theresa roared catching her words before giving Miguel a chance to answer them."Daniel," she nodded while tightning her jaw" let me tell you something about that, before you went off on her the other day Charity was going to tell you about Daniel.She was going to tell you about everything, but obviously you couldn't wait to make things worse...huh?"
"that wasn't my choice," he responded back to her.
"Jesus! Miguel, why does every damn thing on the planet have to do with you?" she thundered abrasively crossing her arms to sheild herself" seeing you like this - seeing this side of you, I'm beginning to think you've never really loved her at all."
Silence cut in between the two while the chilling winds of autumn brustled in; Yet still with everything said Theresa waited in the autumn chills folliage blowing across her boots, and the winds whisps her haid in every direction.She nodded sadly, as the silence remained and began to walk away.
"I still do," he replied within her first steps."God," he laughed wryly while looking up at the gray sky"I don't think I've ever stopped." his eyes met with a nearby bench as he sat." I've spent the past few months, mourning all that I've lost...all the bad I've done to the people I loved, just to do it all over again.I just wish I could do it all over again...everything." his eyebrows furrowed."maybe if Maria was still here..."
"she isn't, and she never will be." Thereasa replied wearily, as she sat beside him." look, I know you miss her - we all do.But do you think she'd want to see her Daddy this way ? I know you don't want to hear this right now ,but everything does happen for a reason, and when they do - some of the best things come out of it.Miguel, you must think you've lost a great deal...but you've gained so much." she sniffeled fighting back the erge of her emotions, that always had the best of her.
"you might think you've lost Maria...but you never did.Honey she'll always be your little girl," she paused her eyes glossy with every word that escaped her" and - you know she'll always be watching , loving, and being so proud of her Mommy and Daddy no matter what."
"I've done nothing to deserve any of that."he said in a hollow tone of voice.
"then prove that you do deserve it." she continued while turning her younger brother to face her." you just don't have - the gift of your little girl watching over you anymore, you have this beautiful little boy.Miguel , you've been given another chance and you better prove that you deserve what you've been given."she asserted firmly while her dark brown eyes pierced his, a grave expression etched on her face.
"now come here and give me a hug." she concluded her tone just as severe, but a smile escaping her while she finally let her tears fall as she gingerly took him into her expecting arms.
At the very moment Charity spent foot in the house after the trial, Daniel ran towarsd her not leaving her pressence for one moment. They must have spent the whole day playing in Charity's frily pink girl room ,one of which Daniel admitted that he happened to very much enjoy during Charity's absense.Charity had spent most of the night grasping tightly to Daniel's fiesty pressence, taking every inch of her little man in keenly as if it would be her last.
When the night came to them, she read him his favorite book endlessly, until exhausted by his own favorite book the little boy pleaded.
"Mommy please, no more!"
"okay, I'll stop." Charity laughed while resting the book at her side.
"so," Daniel chirped while snuggling up to his mother.
"so." she smiled, as she felt his head rest against her stomach.
"how was your day Mommy?"
"good...great, how about you baby?"
"oh," he gasped with excitement in his tone." really, really, really,....really, really fun! I spent all day with Gia, and she's like ' I haven't seen you in like a million years!!!' and I was like ' I know' and she was like ' cool.' " he speedily explained.
Charity laughed, as she listened to Daniel rambell on about his adventures with Gia until his small tone became sluggish and his bright eyes began to droop and small reluctant yawns came from him.With no arguments on Charity's part atleast, she tucked Daniel in for bed.softly kissing him on the fore-head and telling him once more how much she loved him before turning away.
"Mommy?"his faint voice spoke once more, as Charity turned to it.
"what is it, Danny?"
"do you like it here...you know in Harmony?"
"do you like it Sweetie?" she questioned earnestly, waiting for his response.
"I donno, I guess so. I mean I really like playing with Gia, even though she doesn't know anything about baseball...and I like being with grand-ma even though sometimes she hugs me to tight, and I still don't know what handsome means.And Miguel," Daniel shrugged halfly in contimplation." I guess he isn't so bad."
"you like it here?"
He nodded in response, without a second thought."I do."he ended quietly, as his eyes shut and he fell fast asleep.
She frowned at his answer somewhat as she closed the door softly and walked across the hall to her room.She faught the tears that wanted badly to roll down her cheeks as she searched the room for her suitcase.This was her refuge, running was all that made sense to her at this point...the misfourtune it brought.
"please, don't tell me that even after everything that's happened.After everything you just heard him say you're leaving."
Charity's back was to her mother, as she dragged the damn thing onto her bed."I'm not letting him take my son away from me."
"he wasn't trying to Charity, he was just scared and angry."Faith explained sagely as she watched the out line of her daughter move in the moonlight."don't do this."
She continued to plead, getting no kind of reaction from Charity as she continued to pack her belongings.
"don't what? Mom, don't leave...just let Miguel treat me the way he has?" she questioned anguished "I don't think so." she shook her head.
"no." Faith replied boldly raising her voice." don't seperate a child from his father.All this time all Daniel's ever wanted to do was know his father and now that he finally has the chance to do that you're just going to seperate them again." Faith roared softly while stepping into the dark room and closer to her daughter."you can't, it would cause too much damage and you know it...a child should never be witout their father----"
"and you speak from expierience right"Charity retorted." see atleast Daniel had it easier than I did, he actually got to see his father.I on the other hand never even knew who the bastard was...so please don't preach to me, Mom, I know what's best for me and Daniel and staying here isn't it."
"fine," Faith snapped as she glared at Charity" but I hope you sleep easily knowing exactlly what you've done to his life because of this." she ended as she wiped around and left closing the door behind her, leaving Charity in her thoughts while she continued to pack.
Closing Thoughts - I know what you're thinking right now 'Damn Mahogany girl why!? ' well, I have my reasons and like everything else it will all be revealed so please don't get mad! lol. As far as what happened in this chapter, I have absolutely no knowledge of how a real case would go apart from me watching Judge Judy and Joe Brown, and, I know a trial usually takes longer than this one so I was just bending the rules of reality a bit! And as for my 'family confrontations' just in case you were wondering and even if ypu weren't... I guess I chose to do it this was because in the end your fam are the only people who could "cuss you like madd" as they say back home up here, and still love you the same. I hope you've enjoyed this, and since I'm on my March break! Hell yes! I'll be able to update more often.
By the first rays of morning the trial Monroe Vs. Monroe was brewing.While sitting next to Renée Charity's orbes made a slight glance to the table across from her where Jackson had sat, chained and dressed in the formal prison wear looking staight forward towards the judge.His face was aged, as if the mear weeks he'd spent imprisoned had changed him. In the few brief seconds where their eyes met she almost felt a slight remource from his glances, perhaps somewhat an apology for all the wrong he's done her.
Jessica was the first to go up to the stand, she stood taking her vows before the jury and the rest of the court before casually sitting down.Appauled everyone listened to Jessica recap everything she'd remembered about Charity and Jackson's relationship, she told the court how she recalled how quickly Jackson had braught up the idea of marriage, and how this only proved his possesive behavior over her cousin.
Only to be retorted by Bradley Curtwood, Jackson's lawyer quickly responded that Jackson's admancy for he and Charity to be married was only because of the strong feelings his client had felt for her, as well as the fact that Charity had annouced the impending pregnancy of his "then" thought son.
"it's funny, how you mention his 'admancy' to marry my client, however, Mr. Curtwood," Renée pierced while she glanced over at the two walking pensively across the courts stage." you always seem to forget, the part where Jackson Monroe physically abused his wife...remember her? The one you've claimed to say he'd had great feelins for."
They both shifted in a uneasy manner in their chairs, while passing glances to one and other.Bradley smiled comfortably, as he stood fixing his attire as he did such." lets not forget Ms. Campbell, your client kept a secret so dire as a child's paternity away from Mr. Monroe.She's lead him to believe, up unitl now for about the first three years of this innocent bystandards life, that he was his biological father.Him, not the nasty after effect within some passionate affair with an old flame---"
"in no way is my son ever a 'nasty after effect.'!" Charity asserted as she too stood.
"Mrs. Monroe, if you will." the judge asked, while Charity sat back down.
"if your client will let me finish, I in now way condone his behavior towards Mrs. Monroe; But I can just as well say that she has just as much faultered as Jackson Monroe has."
" ' faultered' ? You say it as if your client simply rose his voice to her, and if this is what you're implying I strongly suggest you get an indepth reality check, honey!"Renée continued her fingertips digging into the defendants desk."I'll have you know, your clients behavior didn't only put Mrs. Monroe in hospital inching her from death, and put the fear of God into her child...it killed Olivia Borrows, simply because...you're client doesn't know what it is to be a real man."
"what in the hell! ---" Jackson cut in, eyes glowering madly.
" furthermore, if it pleases you your honor, I personally think this case shouldn't even be a waiste of breath by being put into the court, as I can stand here and confidantly say I have enough on Mr. Monroe...if that's even his real God given name, to put him away for good, as what he should have been years ago."
"your honor." Curtwood cladly spoke up, glancing over at Renée from across his table.
"Ms. Campbell, please keep your personal opinions at bay.Mr. Curtwood, please reside to the podium to continue questioning Ms. Benett."
Bradly nodded halfly as he got up once more facing Jessica with a deep sharp look in his orbes." as you said, you've never liked Jackson, is that right Ms. Bennett ?"
Jessica shifted quietly in her seat as her eyes met with his."obviously he's never been my favorite person."
"really so how do we know that you're actually following your oaths, I mean you've just said he wasn't your favorite person...and that you were willing to do almost anything to free your cousin from him isn't that right ?"
"yes but----"
"this is insane, your honor Mr. Curtwood is basiclly implying my clients cousin has lied on her vows."
"well many people like to bend the truth, you should know such things shouldn't you Ms. Campbell?" Bradley hissed sardonicly.
"you little son of a---" she murmered softly while comesing to stand.
"order in the court, order in the court!" the judge rattled as she rapped down onto her gavel."Now, Mr. Curtwood I understand you're trying to justify your point, but I see no good in that by unnessisarily badgering Ms. Bennett."
He hushed quickly while easing himself back into his seat, and casually smirking over at Jackson.Time past and the moment came for the jury to make their final jugdment, concerning Charity and Jackson's divorce aswell as Daniel among other things.
Her eyes glanced slightly to the sound of the group of jury's people, as they filled in like an army all straight faced and blanche.Even though all odds hung in her favor at the moment, a small creek of fear came to her as she foccused on Jackson next to her... it wasn't him, she wasn't afraid of him anymore, it was what was to come that plauged her the most.
"we the jury see Craig Meuller guilty, for the attempted murders of Charity Monroe, and, Miguel Lopez- Fitzgerald...as well as the homicide of Oliva Borrows he will serve a life sentence."
Jackson's side of the room let out a slight scream of frustrated astonishment, as he tightened his jaw and continued to listen.
" we deam Mrs. Monroe full custody of Daniel Monroe, and now herby terminate their marriage in the face of the church and the law departments." in unisen, the jury sat once more.
"the jury has spoken, the trial is done." the judge spoke as she hit the gavel one last time dissmising everyone in the court.
She felt breathless, as she sat watching everyone let out a slight look of relief and joy.Her sullen eyes tariled to jackson as they took him away, this was the last time she would ever see him again.Congradulations incircled her as a small smile brushed her lips her eyeds still plasetered on Jackson as he left, making his very last steps out of her life forever.Sooner than later the court room was empty and Charity sat in the same place listening to the suttle creaks and whisps of the room while she remained motionless.
' Goodbye, Mrs. Monroe ' her mind whispered intently, as she smiled once more.Her... their llives was starting over again, and this time she wasn't going to ruin things for either.
She brushed open the doors of the book caffe angrily as her eyes pierced the room until she saw him sitting at a nearby table. Theresa was at the trial, and she couldn't help but notice her brothers apparent absense as she dared to ask why she sat fummigated when she heard off the harsh words Miguel had spewed to Charity the few days earlier on the knowledge of Daniel's true paternity.
She paused infront of him as his eyse met with hers, " you know you've sworn - to everyone up and down, that you actually give a damn about Charity." she sputtered out in shear frustration " is this how you show her ? By compleatly abandoning her when you know she needed you the most."
He cocked his brow, while looking at her somewhat baffeled as he stood.Miguel knew what she was talking about , but he couldn't answer her...he really didn't know why he wasn't there himself, but he did know he wasn't going to sit around and listen to Theresa chastize him for not being there.
"she's not a baby, Theresa." he began while starting to turn away from her"she's a grown woman, Charity didn't need or want me to hold her hand through this, and I'm - just respecting her desicion."
Theresa's eyes narrowed as she watched him leave, the sound of her heels clicking against the book caffe's floor could be heard as they picked up motion, catching up to Miguel turning him around abruptly to face her disdain.
"how could you say that ?" she breathed her eyes profoundly searching his.
"because it's true" he replied in a soft hiss.
She shook her head while sliding her hands in her coat pockets."well, that's not what I saw---"
"really Theresa then what did you see? Because I'd really love to know how she was to have you get on my case like this."
"what is the matter with you!?" Theresa roared catching her words before giving Miguel a chance to answer them."Daniel," she nodded while tightning her jaw" let me tell you something about that, before you went off on her the other day Charity was going to tell you about Daniel.She was going to tell you about everything, but obviously you couldn't wait to make things worse...huh?"
"that wasn't my choice," he responded back to her.
"Jesus! Miguel, why does every damn thing on the planet have to do with you?" she thundered abrasively crossing her arms to sheild herself" seeing you like this - seeing this side of you, I'm beginning to think you've never really loved her at all."
Silence cut in between the two while the chilling winds of autumn brustled in; Yet still with everything said Theresa waited in the autumn chills folliage blowing across her boots, and the winds whisps her haid in every direction.She nodded sadly, as the silence remained and began to walk away.
"I still do," he replied within her first steps."God," he laughed wryly while looking up at the gray sky"I don't think I've ever stopped." his eyes met with a nearby bench as he sat." I've spent the past few months, mourning all that I've lost...all the bad I've done to the people I loved, just to do it all over again.I just wish I could do it all over again...everything." his eyebrows furrowed."maybe if Maria was still here..."
"she isn't, and she never will be." Thereasa replied wearily, as she sat beside him." look, I know you miss her - we all do.But do you think she'd want to see her Daddy this way ? I know you don't want to hear this right now ,but everything does happen for a reason, and when they do - some of the best things come out of it.Miguel, you must think you've lost a great deal...but you've gained so much." she sniffeled fighting back the erge of her emotions, that always had the best of her.
"you might think you've lost Maria...but you never did.Honey she'll always be your little girl," she paused her eyes glossy with every word that escaped her" and - you know she'll always be watching , loving, and being so proud of her Mommy and Daddy no matter what."
"I've done nothing to deserve any of that."he said in a hollow tone of voice.
"then prove that you do deserve it." she continued while turning her younger brother to face her." you just don't have - the gift of your little girl watching over you anymore, you have this beautiful little boy.Miguel , you've been given another chance and you better prove that you deserve what you've been given."she asserted firmly while her dark brown eyes pierced his, a grave expression etched on her face.
"now come here and give me a hug." she concluded her tone just as severe, but a smile escaping her while she finally let her tears fall as she gingerly took him into her expecting arms.
At the very moment Charity spent foot in the house after the trial, Daniel ran towarsd her not leaving her pressence for one moment. They must have spent the whole day playing in Charity's frily pink girl room ,one of which Daniel admitted that he happened to very much enjoy during Charity's absense.Charity had spent most of the night grasping tightly to Daniel's fiesty pressence, taking every inch of her little man in keenly as if it would be her last.
When the night came to them, she read him his favorite book endlessly, until exhausted by his own favorite book the little boy pleaded.
"Mommy please, no more!"
"okay, I'll stop." Charity laughed while resting the book at her side.
"so," Daniel chirped while snuggling up to his mother.
"so." she smiled, as she felt his head rest against her stomach.
"how was your day Mommy?"
"good...great, how about you baby?"
"oh," he gasped with excitement in his tone." really, really, really,....really, really fun! I spent all day with Gia, and she's like ' I haven't seen you in like a million years!!!' and I was like ' I know' and she was like ' cool.' " he speedily explained.
Charity laughed, as she listened to Daniel rambell on about his adventures with Gia until his small tone became sluggish and his bright eyes began to droop and small reluctant yawns came from him.With no arguments on Charity's part atleast, she tucked Daniel in for bed.softly kissing him on the fore-head and telling him once more how much she loved him before turning away.
"Mommy?"his faint voice spoke once more, as Charity turned to it.
"what is it, Danny?"
"do you like it here...you know in Harmony?"
"do you like it Sweetie?" she questioned earnestly, waiting for his response.
"I donno, I guess so. I mean I really like playing with Gia, even though she doesn't know anything about baseball...and I like being with grand-ma even though sometimes she hugs me to tight, and I still don't know what handsome means.And Miguel," Daniel shrugged halfly in contimplation." I guess he isn't so bad."
"you like it here?"
He nodded in response, without a second thought."I do."he ended quietly, as his eyes shut and he fell fast asleep.
She frowned at his answer somewhat as she closed the door softly and walked across the hall to her room.She faught the tears that wanted badly to roll down her cheeks as she searched the room for her suitcase.This was her refuge, running was all that made sense to her at this point...the misfourtune it brought.
"please, don't tell me that even after everything that's happened.After everything you just heard him say you're leaving."
Charity's back was to her mother, as she dragged the damn thing onto her bed."I'm not letting him take my son away from me."
"he wasn't trying to Charity, he was just scared and angry."Faith explained sagely as she watched the out line of her daughter move in the moonlight."don't do this."
She continued to plead, getting no kind of reaction from Charity as she continued to pack her belongings.
"don't what? Mom, don't leave...just let Miguel treat me the way he has?" she questioned anguished "I don't think so." she shook her head.
"no." Faith replied boldly raising her voice." don't seperate a child from his father.All this time all Daniel's ever wanted to do was know his father and now that he finally has the chance to do that you're just going to seperate them again." Faith roared softly while stepping into the dark room and closer to her daughter."you can't, it would cause too much damage and you know it...a child should never be witout their father----"
"and you speak from expierience right"Charity retorted." see atleast Daniel had it easier than I did, he actually got to see his father.I on the other hand never even knew who the bastard was...so please don't preach to me, Mom, I know what's best for me and Daniel and staying here isn't it."
"fine," Faith snapped as she glared at Charity" but I hope you sleep easily knowing exactlly what you've done to his life because of this." she ended as she wiped around and left closing the door behind her, leaving Charity in her thoughts while she continued to pack.
Closing Thoughts - I know what you're thinking right now 'Damn Mahogany girl why!? ' well, I have my reasons and like everything else it will all be revealed so please don't get mad! lol. As far as what happened in this chapter, I have absolutely no knowledge of how a real case would go apart from me watching Judge Judy and Joe Brown, and, I know a trial usually takes longer than this one so I was just bending the rules of reality a bit! And as for my 'family confrontations' just in case you were wondering and even if ypu weren't... I guess I chose to do it this was because in the end your fam are the only people who could "cuss you like madd" as they say back home up here, and still love you the same. I hope you've enjoyed this, and since I'm on my March break! Hell yes! I'll be able to update more often.