Fuentes Time

I hate Birmingham. This placed used to be my home. I knew these streets so well. I knew where to go and the quickest route. But most importantly I wasn't scared of this city. If you stopped me in a dark alley while I was hanging from yesterday I wouldn't care. I would challenge you. I would most likely leave you on your arse while I walked away with your wallet. But things have changed. This place terrifies me.
Dad did ask if I wanted to see my mum. But I told him that I would rather hang myself. After I added that I was considering calling my band 'Killing Katie' he stopped bothering me about Mum.
I haven't left our hotel room apart from today. Today is the court hearing. I don't want to go, but it isn't as if I have much choice. The prosecution or my guy says that there isn't any way I can come out badly in this. I was raped. I did nothing wrong. I know that Dad paid a lot for him as well.
Before we went inside the court room I was standing with Dad and my solicitor. I saw Connor walked in with a man and his mom. I glared at them and turned to Dad. He wrapped his arm around me and I buried my face into his shirt so I didn't have to look at them.
"Are you ready?" Lee, my solicitor asked.
"I guess." I muttered.
"Everything will be fine. I'll be right there with you." Dad soothed. I nodded silently and we walked into one of the rooms.
It was an old room with benches for the jury, seating for the persecution and defence and a stand with a man in a white wig next to it. I walked to a bench and sat down with Dad and Lee. Dad took my hand and I sighed. I was starting to panic.
I saw Connor sit down and raise his eyebrows at me. I ignored him and turned my head to the judge. "Court is in session!" the judge called and banged his hammer. Everyone stood up and Dad pulled my up too. "The crown against Connor Matthews. The charge is rape.” he informed the room. “The prosecution with give evidence to conclusively prove that Connor Matthews raped Elizabeth Fuentes,” he said and turned to Connor. “How do you plead?”
“Not guilty.” Connor responded easily.
"Bullshit." I muttered under my breath.
"Can I call my witness!" Lee called.
"Elizabeth Fuentes!" a man said. I walked to the stand and a bible was set out in front of me. I had to swear on it. I looked at Lee and tried to focus on him. If I pretend it's just us I can do this.
"Miss Fuentes can you go over the nights events." Lee said.
"Okay." I said. "My friend and me got ready to go out. We left the bus and went to this club in the city called The Church. I met up with some old friends of mine. We went inside and I got us some drinks. Everything was fine. We took turns getting rounds and shared when we were outside. Everyone just had a buzz and it was great.
"Then we went into the bathroom. All of my friends were in there. There were ecstasy pills lined up on the counter and we all took one. But I didn't feel anything. The others left. It was only me and Connor in the bathroom. He kissed me and I was okay with it. We went into a cubicle. I guess I was comfortable." I reasoned. "But then I told him I didn't want to. I told him to stop. But he grabbed my shoulders. He told me to beg. Then he pulled my hair. He made me open my mouth and get him off. I didn't want to do it.
"A bouncer pulled door open. He pulled Connor out and me too. He kicked us out then. I saw my other friends outside and I got angry with the bouncer. I said bye to my friends and two of them took me to the bus. Then I passed out." I finished.
"Did you ask Connor to stop repetitively?" Lee asked.
"I did." I said.
"And what was your thought process through this?"
"I just wanted to die. I felt so dirty and I wanted to die." I said.
"That's all." Lee smiled a little.
Connors solicitor came forward and looked at me. "Can you tell me your past relationship with Connor?" he asked.
"We were friends," I replied.
"Just friends?"
"We went out a few times too."
"Had you ever been involved sexually with him?" he asked and my eyes went to Dad.
"Yeah." I admitted. Dad wasn't looking at me.
"Had you ever said no to him before?"
"No." I muttered.
"And were you intoxicated with alcohol which you are too young to drink and two varieties of illegal substances at the time which could have interfered with your reactions, thought process or even caused hallucinations?" he asked. I gulped hard and looked down.
"Yes, but-"
"That's all." the man smirked at me.
"Let her speak!" Dad yelled.
"Sit down, Sir. Or I will have you removed." the judge snapped. I stood up and walked heavily back over to Dad. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I slumped up against him.
"It's okay. You'll be fine." he soothed.
Next we watched the bouncer from the club come. I couldn't listen to him. I didn't want to know how disgusting and how pathetic I must have looked that night. He spoke while I looked at the floor. When he had finished they showed the CCTV. I forced myself to watch it. It didn't show anything. All I saw was me kissing Connor before we disappeared in a cubicle. If anything it went in his favour. I pulled him into the cubicle.
"Can I call my witness!" the defence called. Connor stood up and walked over to the stand. He sat down and as he swore on the bible he looked at me. Even him watching me made me feel everything again. "Is everything Miss Fuentes said the truth?"
"No." Connor laughed. "Everything up to me forcing her is true. But we went into that cubicle and she kissed me. She told me she missed me then she got down on her knees. She went down on me and then the bouncer came. We got separated as we were being thrown out. After I just went home."
"Fucking liar!" I snapped.
"Please, Miss Fuentes." the judge warned.
"I see that Effy was high. She must have had some crazy stuff happening in her head. But I didn't do anything to her without her permission."
"Tell the truth." I spat.
"Calm down." Dad soothed. But I could see he was angry. He wanted to run across the room and fuck him up bad as much as I did.
"That's all." the man said. I saw Lee looking defeated. What could he say?
"Do you wish to question the witness?" the judge asked.
"No, your honour." Lee frowned.
"If the jury want to make their decision." the judge urged.
I rested my head up against Dad and just sat there. I didn't want to move. I couldn't. I knew I had lost. I already knew it.
When they came back out one of the jury stepped forward. "What is your verdict?" the judge asked.
"Connor Matthews is not guilty of rape. But Elizabeth Fuentes is guilty of drug use." they replied.
I looked up. Was they serious? They think I should be charged. I fucking got raped. He made me mouth fuck him! Why should I get punished? This is bullshit!
"Was it unanimous?"
"It was." they replied.
"Then I declare the defendant - Connor Matthews not guilty! And I declare Elizabeth guilty of illegal drug use with a fine of £4500." he said and banged his hammer.
"What?" I muttered. "No!" I screamed.
"This isn't right! He's guilty!" Dad yelled.
"This is bullshit!" I spat. "Please!" I begged. But Connor had already left the room through a side door. I stood up and ran. I climbed over the benches and ran out of the side door. I ran down the corridor.
"Effy!" Dad yelled behind me. I reached Connor and pushed him. I threw him up against the wall and glared at him.
"What are you doing?" his mom asked.
"Shut the fuck up!" I sneered. I looked back at Connor. I wanted to hurt him. I wanted to push him down on the floor and make him feel like shit. I wanted to make him please me while he was left with thoughts of suicide. He deserves everything I imagine.
"Don't." Dad whispered in my ear. I let him pull me away and broke down on his chest. "Shh..." he said gently and stroked my hair.
"Are you proud of your son?!" Dad demanded of Connors Mom.
"Well-"
"Because he hurt my daughter. I hope you remember that. Your son is nothing more than a monster."
"You think he's so perfect." I sneered through my tears. "You're wrong. Do you know how many times he's given me drugs? Do you know how many times he's touched me without me asking him too? Do you know how he laid me down on your own bed and fucked me? I hope so." I said angrily.
"Connor!" she glared at him.
"Please, stop." a man said. I looked and saw he was a police officer. He was standing in between us and was pushing me back.
"The next time in England I'll look for you. You should watch your fucking step." I growled.
"You're a coward." Dad said simply. "And it's good for your well being that I'm leaving this fucking town tomorrow and that I didn't come with my brother. With his encouragement you wouldn't even have a pulse anymore, you douche."
"Sir, go back!" the officer ordered.
"You told me you loved me!" I shook my head. "This is what I think of you." I said and spat on the floor. "If I could curse a plague on your family I would. I hope that you suffer and your children suffer and that their children's children suffer too. I want you all to rot in hell."
"Effy." Connor muttered.
"Go fuck yourself." I said through gritted teeth. Then I turned. I walked away from him and back into the court room. I left through the other door with Dad. He took my hand and rubbed my eyes. Why doesn't anything ever work the way you plan? Why does this happen? Everything goes wrong.
"I'm going to bathroom." Dad told me. "Will you be okay?"
"Yeah." I nodded. Dad went to the toilets and my phone started ringing. I saw Paris's number and answered.
"Yeah?" I asked flatly.
"What happened?" she asked.
"I lost." I muttered.
"What?!" she exclaimed. "That's bullshit, Ef!"
"Bullshit comes with a fine apparently. I got fined for taking the E."
"But we all took it! He hurt you!"
"I think I know that." I snapped.
"Calm down." she soothed. I took a deep breath and nodded.
"Sorry."
"It's okay. When you get back we'll go and get drunk and high. You need it. Ugh, I don't know what to say." she admitted.
"You're doing great just sticking with me." I told her.
"It just isn't fair." Paris sighed angrily.
"That's life," I muttered. "Life isn't fair. You have to bitch and snipe and fuck your bank manager to get anywhere in life. I just can't believe it took me this long to realise. None of us are virgins because life fucks with us all."
"Effy, I-"
"Well I'm going to get what I want and I'm going to fuck back with it." I replied with a smile.
"Effy, I don't think that's a good idea."
"I need to go." I said and hung up. That was it. My new philosophy and I'll be damned if I don't live by it.

Notes

Hey! Super long chapter. What did you think? Did you like it? What do you think about the virdict? What will everyone think? What will happen when PTV tour there next? What about Effy's new philosophy? I feel like absolute shit with myself right now but I'm still updating! If anyone wants to talk shout at me on here or on tumblr. I love you all and some of you are keeping me sane right now :)