Jack scrambled towards the window as he saw Aster lifted in front of it. He tried to yell, but the immediate shock of what happened next only elicited a high pitched yelp. Jack was thrown by an unseen force back into the kitchen. He watched with horror as Aster's body impacted the window. He wanted to reach out, to grab hold of Aster's arm and save him. He was powerless though. If he were to attempt anything he would be severely hurt.
He heard the sound of a car alarm as all the windows shattered from an abrupt heavy weight slamming down onto it. Jack busted into turns at the sudden realization of what had actually happened. He clenched his hands to his chest, his eyes tightly closed in a feeble attempt to stop the tears that fell. He soon escaped within his mind from the pain of loss.
In the darkness behind his eyelids he saw none of movement in the room nor the amount of new creatures that began to materialize in the loft. Jack was too lost within his shattered mind to feel the greasy hands wrap themselves around him. He was too far-gone to sense the mass of bodies envelope his being.
-Three Weeks Later-
Jack walked slowly down the forebodingly white hallway. He kept his eyes glued to the ground as he was led through a doorway that entered him into an overly large room rowed with pews. His face blank as he was shoved past a short wooden gate that swung back and forth behind him as he was pushed down into an uncomfortable chair. With his head still down he glanced slightly to his left. A man with a suit stood next to him. He was organizing a plethora of folders. Jack hung his head and stared at his lap.
He would rather be home sitting on his couch. Free to move his hands and arms, to walk down his own hallway without stumbling. He wanted to run out of the room that would only condemn him to his utter loss of freedom. He heard footsteps walk pass the table in front of him to the other side of the room.
"All rise for the Honorable Judge Pulaski." A deep voice stated.
Chains rattled as Jack stood. His eyes still watching the ground.
"Please be seated." an elderly yet commanding voice said as a chair creaked under weight.
Jack sat and stared at the table in front of him. He saw the various files from the suited man next to him strewn about. He turned to look at the man next him.
"Which one is mine?" Jack asked placidly, but quiet.
The man fumbled through an array of folders, "I still have to find it."
Jack sighed at the incompetence of the man supposedly defending him. He had a feeling he wasn't going to win this case. Especially with the odds stacked against him with the several warrants the police had gotten signed to search everything he owned and his work computer.
"The prosecution calls Jack Frost to the stand." A woman's voice said.
Jack stood and rattled as he walked towards the seat next to Judge. The bailiff stopped him and held out a bible. Jack placed his left hand on the book and held up his right as best he could with his restraints.
"Do you, Jack frost, promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help you God?" The bailiff asked while staring into what felt to Jack his soul.
"I do." Jack said blandly.
Jack stepped up the stair and took his designated seat. He watched silently as the woman who spoke earlier stood from her seat after reading something and walked towards Jack.
"Jack Frost, strange name," her tone was mocking, "where did you meet Aster?"
Jack remained emotionless, "I bumped into him on the street."
"You just so happen to be walking where he was and bumped into him?" She was talking to the jury while she directed her questions to Jack.
"Yes." Jack said, holding back his feeling of disrespect from the woman.
"Right. And how long after you 'bumped into him' did you two have sexual relations?" She asked with a smug smile on her face.
"We didn't." Jack said flatly.
The woman scoffed, "You did date him correct?"
"Yes." Jack was trying to keep his answers short so he didn't yell at the woman trying to convict him.
"How long did you date Aster?"
"Almost five months."
"And within those five months you had no relations with him?"
"No." Jack remained composed.
"Is it true you had been sleeping at his house while yours was under repair?"
"Yes."
"And while you were sleeping at his house you had no sexual relations?"
Jack's appointed attorney stood and shouted, "Objection! Relevance your honor?"
"Overruled. Answer the question Mr. Frost." The judge said as if annoyed.
"No." Jack said evenly.
"Were you and Aster arguing on the morning of October 17th"
"No."
"How do you explain the paintings and furniture thrown about each room?"
"I don't." Jack said with a level tone and a straight face.
"Mr. Frost, answer the question." The judge said catching Jack slightly off guard.
"Sorry, your honor." Jack said and nodded his head towards the judge in acknowledgment. "I would say if I were to explain it: I woke up in the middle of the night. I would say that I was frightened and threw a pillow against the wall, knocking down several paintings. If I would explain it to someone hypothetically I would say I had a very violent night terror."
The woman had a smile on her face, "Are you saying you had a night terror so violent that it caused you to throw Aster out of the window?"
"No. I do not get night terrors. Nor do I wake up in the middle of the night scared." Jack said with a half smirk at her displeasure.
"The prosecution would like to refer back to Jack Frost's answer."
There was a woman who was sitting in a desk in front of the judge's and she ripped off a piece of paper and handed it to the woman asking Jack questions.
She looked it over and smiled, "Mr. Frost you stated and I quote, 'I woke up in the middle of the night. I was frightened. I had a very violent night terror.'" Her smile grew.
Jack remained unphased, "Those statements were taken out of context. Is it possible for you to read answers I actually said to keep the jury well informed?" The woman scowled at Jack and read the paper word for word. Jack nodded his head, "See, I did not imply in anyway that those things actually happened."
"Okay, Mr. Frost, no need to have that tone in my courtroom." The judge stated with a slight tone of approval in his voice.
"No further questions your honor." the woman stated frustrated and took her seat.
Jack's attorney stood, "The defense has no questions your honor."
The judge turned to Jack, "Mr. Frost, you my step down."
Jack stood and clattered back to his seat. He sat down and waited as the prosecution for the state called several witnesses that had seen Aster fall from the window. Everyone in the courtroom sat patiently as the Jury went into their meeting room to discuss Jack's fate.
Two hours later the Jury came out of their room and took their seats.
"Has the jury reached a verdict?" the judge asked.
One of the jurymen stood with a piece of paper in hand, "We have your honor." He handed the piece of paper to the bailiff and the bailiff handed it promptly to the judge.
The judge hummed slightly, "Very well. Jack Frost, by the conclusion of your fellow men and women, the verdict is…"
To Be Continued
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