Thread: Overneath the Path of Misinterpretation (Alvis Alendran&Malicious Lullaby)

Esther took a seat and she relaxed back. The chair was comfy and she could fall asleep in it, it was so comfortable. Damn lawyers and their fancy conference room tables and fancy chairs. It wasnt fair. This almost felt more comfortable than her bed and she prided herself in it because of exactly how comfortable it was. A soft sigh came from her and just sitting in this chair, she felt her anxiety slowly dissipate enough. Glancing to Harrison, she nodded her head at his advice. She had no intention to speak though she was at least thankful for Mallory sitting next to her. She just might need it, in case things got hostile. The next person to walk in was the Vice Principal, Mr. Browning. Esther sunk a little bit in her chair, suddenly feeling guilty for this case because she feared it was putting a lot on the school. Still though, she couldnt let it slide and she simply nodded to the man. She didnt know him much. She got on better with Mr. Stinson. She actually wished hed be here. He wouldnt seem so miserable. Then she saw Donnie and his mother walk in. She knew it was his mother because she often met with her. Her husband was always working since he was the major provider of the family and she was mostly a house wife with her own little baking stints and such on the side. She often baked some deluxe cakes for the Brooklyn bakery but nothing to really support a family. Just something for her to do. Esther tried them too. They were the best cakes she had ever eaten. She looked mortified to be here as if she had certainly been here before. And Donnie, well she had never seen him look so hateful. He never seemed this way before. She averted her gaze immediately, staring down at her hands in her lap. Mallorys hand came to hers and Esther looked up and managed a weak smile. Mallory offered a reassuring one and then looked up when the lawyer came in. They watched the exchange and honestly, Esther felt really confident. This guy seemed like he half-assed it. Still, things went on and Esther looked back and forth between Sleeman and Mr. Trenton. When Sleeman spoke, she looked at him. When Mr. Trenton spoke, she turned her head so fast and looked at him. It went on like this until she almost felt a little dizzy and just stared down at her hands or the table. The one person she did not look at though was Donnie. She just couldnt do it. She gasped though at Donnies outburst and her hands clenched together. She swallowed hard and bit down on her lower lip hard. She felt Mallorys hand on her fist and it honestly held her back. She wouldnt have hit him. But man she was close to snapping or breaking down. One of those. This was not how she wanted things to go. It should have gone amicably. With a resigned sigh, she calmed herself down well enough and when the decision was made, she looked like her face fell. They still wouldnt drop the charge. How long could they pursue this because from what she heard in all this, from what she understood, Donnie didnt really stand a chance. Esthers record was clean. Donnies was tainted. Mrs. Reeves-- Esther began but Mallory pushed a death grip on her hand which caused her to not to talk. Dammit, she bit her tongue and shook her head, sitting back and sighing softly. She wasn't supposed to say anything but honestly it made her feel like a coward for not saying anything. She understood why but she couldn't shake the feeling whatsoever.