Chapter Eight- Death
Okay to all you readers, if you have not read 'The Gay Skunk' by DustyOrange, then please do not read unless spoilers. In the fanfiction gives more information about this chapters and the following. I am warning you do not read this unless you've read 'The Gay Skunk' by DustyOrange. Okay don't say I didn't warn ya.
Note this chapter is focused on Liam and Isabelle.
Two weeks after the previous chapter
Liam
Margo's trial is on Thursday morning and in order to send her off to prison, I need proof of her raping me. Obviously there's none because the "crime scene" objects could be fraud. If only there was something.
November rolled in starting with the cold breeze and falling vibrant leaves. It's already been three months since I've moved to Oceanic, replacing Curt. The office was very old, but still had its good things like more windows and comfy chairs. Looks like Oceanic could be our new leaf.
Isabelle
It's been over a year and Curt has been in the coma I caused. He was like Liam. Kind in all the right places, funny, very sarcastic. I missed him ever since they carried him away to the Starvine Hospital where he still is, untouched. I bet he'd be proud to see somebody running his old town. There was a reason we moved to Douxbee, and it involved somebody you wouldn't expect. Olivia. Olivia has been to Oceanic before, many times, and these times she visited Curt. They were close friends and all...but after he went into that coma, she begged us to leave the town. She didn't mean any harm, yet forcing us got to our heads and we set off to Brûlée. Olivia still doesn't know we moved back and telling her would be he biggest mistake ever. Curt would be happy to see us back, waiting for him.
Thursday
Liam
Today will be interesting. Going to a trial, accusing of your cousin raping you with no evidence, and her being free. That's what I'm expecting, but hoping not to happen. I pray something happens, something.
The trial was at Hazeltov Court, in the perfect city of Applina. The buildings were huge and tall like they touched the clear sky. It was very busy with all the taxi cabs and people rushing to work. Nothing like our town. After about twenty minutes in the train, Hazeltov Court was in view. A white building with several columns vertically in place and three lion statues in the front, giving it a symmetrical figure. The trip was awaiting to start soon.
"Your honor Margo Harris raped me after I was drugged by my juice." The judge clearly didn't believe me because like I said, no evidence. "I'm sorry Mr. Snow, but without proof of her crime, she is clearly not guil-". "WAIT!" Some guy was standing up with his phone over his hand, waving it. He then ran slowly over to the judge and showed her the phone. She pressed on it and," Hey everyone this is xBunnixx..." It was Margo's voice echoing from the phone. If you saw the expression on her face, you'd laugh. She was embarrassed red, mouth wide open, and swearing under her breath. "Well Mr. Snow," the judge spoke," this clearly shows what Miss Harris had done. Ten years of raping a man under drug influence." Her gavel hit three times. It was the best day ever. Margo is gone.
I quickly took the fastest rain back home to tell Isabelle the great news, but I was too late. When I opened the front doors, Isabelle had her head on the table, crying softly with the tears forming a puddle around her arms. "Isabelle", I spoke gently," are you okay?" She sniffed and shook her head a no. "Curt-died in his sleep." He's dead. And I never met him. I remember Isabelle telling me Curt was one of the best people she's ever worked with and couldn't wait to see him again after he'd woken up. "Liam," she whispered silently." You need to know something..." I knew everything about Curt, was there to know? "Curt's last name was-Snow-Curt was your father..."
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When somebody dies, another takes his place. Don't worry Kicks, all good things come to an end.