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    Chopped and Screwed – (Chapter: 28: The Begining of the End of the Begining)

    The prosecution had been gaining momentum all morning and continued to follow that pattern. In fact, Kristal warned me that he had been playing with us all day. It felt as if he had been holding back; waiting for something. Now it was no longer a question of if, but when he would devour us.

     

    “You know I’m eighteen, right? By law, I’m no longer a minor, meaning that I can make my own decisions about who I want to love,” I snap.

     

    The prosecutor smirks. “Well, that’s where you’re wrong. You see, by Californian law, unless the eighteen year old is at or further than their senior year of high school, they are not technically considered an adult.”

     

    Damn California and its ass-backwardsness.

     

    He continues on, explaining in detail why I am wrong and he is right.

     

    I sigh loudly, slouching in my seat.

     

    “Oh, I’m sorry, Ms. Carlin. Am I boring you?”

     

    Asshole.

     

    “As a matter of fact you are,” I reply. He had been droning on like this for hours, going on wild tangents about how “people like Ashley and I” were worthless leeches to society. “Why are we even here wasting my precious time? I mean, I’m the quote unquote victim here and I say nothing happened. Shouldn’t that be enough?”

     

    Avery Scott smiles his signature, sickening grin, signaling that I tripped up. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that, dear.”

     

    As if on cue, the bailiff wheels out a DVD player.

     

    “Your honor, I am prepared to show the court irrefutable proof of our claim against Ms. Davies. May I proceed?”

     

    The judge stirs from his slumber. “Please!” he says groggily. Apparently, he had lost intrest a long time ago. “I want to get out of here,” he mumbles, stretching. His stiff joints pop into place as he focuses on the prosecutor.

     

    Scott confidently walks over to the DVD player, inserting an unmarked disk.

     

    He turns on the television screen. The image is grainy, but the scene is unmistakably familiar: Ashley’s bedroom.

     

    By this time all eyes are focused solely on the screen.

     

    In stumbles two girls: one being Ashley, the other myself.

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    1. i haven’t been a member of this site all that long…i don’t remember if it was first or not ,but this story was one of the first that i started reading. concidering this was your 1st 1 and how young you are, this story is pretty terrific! scratch that it doesnt matter if its your first story or how young you are! the story was great and you seem like an awesome person!

    2. That was a fantastic end to an amazing story. Yeah, soo glad you went for a happy ending! I know this story was your first and I’m sure we’ll be blown away by your next, you’ve got a hell of a lot of potential. Oh, before I forget, Amy says hi *wink* !

    3. great job so happy ashley wasn’t convicted and seriously how wrong was that to put spencer’s first time in court i mean come on have some tact

    4. yay! take that paula and aiden and mr scott and all you other assholes! great job wrapping up the story although I’m very sad that it’s done. can’t wait for more from you though!!!

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