Chapter Thirty-Two: I'm a Loser Baby (So Why Don't You Kill Me?)
Lucas had presented enough incriminating evidence against himself to make his trial a quick and easy affair. Lucas felt utter confidence that he would get off lightly and couldn't help but smirk satisfactorily as he laid out the details of all he and his mother had done. Unknown to him, his pride in his accomplishments is incredibly irksome to the presiding judge. There's not much Mickey can do for Lucas, he admitted to murder and attempted murder, kidnapping, conspiracy, and obstructing justice. "Why does he act like he's about to take his first ride on a big boy bike? Doesn't he realize what he's doing to himself?" Mickey cannot fathom what must be going through Lucas' mind.
Lucas sits on his bunk in his cell, thinking about the past recent events. Once the weight of a lengthy prison sentence was off his chest, Lucas found himself actually enjoying the proceedings. "Everyone in this town thinks I'm just a (two-pump) chump, well, I'll show them. They'll think differently of Lucas Roberts when this is all said and done," Lucas thinks to himself. He was glad EJ made him realize that it was all his mother's fault. "She got what was coming to her," Lucas comments to himself snidely, "she'll die in that prison. She doesn't have fifty years of hard time in her. She'll have the rest of her life to think about how she treated her children and try to figure out where she went wrong." He found himself actually looking forward to the sentencing tomorrow, when he'd stand triumphant in front of the entire town, having acknowledged (almost) every bad thing he'd ever done, and getting little more than a slap on the wrist for it. "After all, everyone else in this damn town gets away with murder, why shouldn't I?"
The courtroom is packed the day of Lucas' sentencing. Everyone is shocked at Lucas' confession and his testimony against his mother. No one can believe that Lucas was capable of such things, or even Kate for that matter. "How could we not see it?" was the question on everyone's lips. There hadn't been this much excitement in Salem since Sami's murder trial so many years ago. EJ and Sami make sure they have a front row seat for the big event. Court is called to order; Lucas and Mickey stand before the judge. "Mr. Roberts, I must say that I find your pride in your so-called accomplishments contemptible. You have been found guilty of attempted murder. For this crime, I sentence you to fifty years without the possibility of parole. For your confession of the murder of Franco Kelly, I feel it only just to follow the example set by the judge who heard this case before. You are hereby sentenced to death by lethal injection." Everyone gasps collectively. Lucas begins shaking. "Wha… what?" he stammers, unable to comprehend what just happened. He turns to look over his shoulder, trying to find EJ, but its Sami's gaze he meets. She holds eye contact with him for several long moments, and slowly a grin spreads over her face. Lucas turns away and looks back at the judge. "Wait! Wait! There's been some mistake. This isn't right!" "No mistake, Mr. Roberts," Judge Abrams retorts, "take him away." The bailiff steps towards Lucas and his shaking gets worse. Suddenly the bailiff steps back slightly, looking at the floor in distaste, backing away from the spreading puddle that had formed under Lucas Roberts.
Sami throws herself on EJ's couch and laughs in glee as he locks the door behind him. EJ sits on the end of the couch and pulls Sami's legs onto his lap and removes her shoes. He turns and sits on the couch facing her. She places her feet high up on his chest and he smiles down at her, rubbing his hands up and down her legs. "Happy birthday to me," Sami sighs contentedly. "It's enough to make me believe in God." EJ chuckles. "Of course there's a God," he says, leaning down over her, smiling smugly, "me." He takes her by both hands and pulls them both up with Sami sitting on his lap, facing him. "Now," he whispers into her hair, "pray to God and offer him your soul, and he will answer your prayers." Sami puts her arms around EJ's neck and leans in to kiss him. "I wanna dance on Lucas' Roberts grave."