Re: Change My Life (Ma/Ky) Adult Ch. 10 3/2
Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 11:15 pm
Chapter 11
It wasn’t long until it was Christmas time. School was out, and Maria and her friends were spending their times hanging out and getting ready for the Children’s Center Christmas Festival.
Things were going well with everyone. Isabel and Michael’s relationship was moving a little slow, but they were both still together and going strong. Max broke up with Liz, mostly because he didn’t see the point in staying with someone who he wasn’t over the moon for. They parted amiably; no one’s feelings were hurt. Tess was still Tess, in everyone’s business and loving every minute of it.
The football season was over, so lives were a little less hectic. The Comets were State Runners-Up, something that didn’t make Kyle or Jim too happy, since it was his last year. But Kyle didn’t let it get too him too much. Life was good. Football, in the end, was just a game.
Maria and Kyle were great as well. In just a few months, one would never know there was a rift between them at one point. They were as thick as thieves. Wherever one was, the other was too. Kyle even started volunteering at the Children’s Center. He made up and excuse about it being something he always wanted to de, but in reality, he just wanted to spend more time with Maria.
Maria’s mom was still in Jail, awaiting her trial in February. Sucked for her, but that was what happened when you could only afford a public defender and the Sheriff of Roswell was out for your scalp.
It was the day before Christmas Eve, and the day before the festival, and the group was gathered in the Evans’ living room finalizing the plans for tomorrow’s big day when Maria’s cell phone rang. “Hello?” she answered; distracted by the button she was sewing on the elf costume she would be wearing the next day.
“What!” she cried, dropping her work. She stood up and paced the room, a look of anger on her face. Kyle had to adjust himself, as seeing an angry Maria only turned him on. To tell the truth, he was starting to realize everything about Maria turned him on.
Maria finally clicked the phone shut without so much as a goodbye. “Damnit!” she cursed.
“What’s up, Maria?” Isabel asked from the floor.
“My stupid Santa is in jail, for drunk and disorderly conduct.” She said. “I don’t know what I’m going to do!”
Everyone looked to each other for answers. They couldn’t very well have a Christmas Festival without Santa.
Suddenly, Kyle stood up. “Well, if someone could take my kids, I could do it,” he said.
Maria’s eyes brightened up and before she knew it, she was tackling him to the ground. “OH THANK YOU!” she cried, excitedly. The rest of the group laughed at her over the top reaction, even Kyle, though he found it hard to breath with Maria being so close, her body pressed against his. He prayed to god she couldn’t feel his erection that he was sure was poking her.
Maria felt a tingle rush through her body as she lay practically on top of Kyle, and she quickly moved away hoping no on noticed her flushed face, or the fact that she had just plastered herself to Kyle. “Okay, well that’s settled,” she said, brushing the hair out of her face. “I’ll get Kari to take your kids.”
“Ok, so what else is there left to do?” Isabel asked, as she was always the one to make sure all their ducks were in a row.
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Maria collapsed on the couch the next night, and Kyle followed suit. “Whew, I’m tired,” she said with a smile. The day had been a complete success, and the kids had a wonderful time. Brody even surprised everyone but donating $500,000 to the Children’s Center. He really was a great man.
“Yeah, I’m tired too. How about we call it a night? The Christmas Nazi will be after us early tomorrow to go to the soup kitchen.” Kyle chuckled.
Maria smiled too, “Yeah, okay.” She said, but she really didn’t want to move. Finally, pulling herself off the couch, with great effort, she made her way up the stairs with Kyle right behind her.
When she got to her room, she turned around and faced Kyle. “I know you’re tired, but…” she started, “Do you wanna watch Rudolf with me?” she asked, knowing she sounded like an idiot.
Kyle ginned at her. “Sure,” he said. “Let me just get ready for bed.” When he entered his room and closed the door, Maria shut the door behind him and leaned against it. She banged her head against the door as she rolled her eyes at herself.
“Do you want to watch Rudolf? Seriously!” she sighed. “I’m an idiot.”
Shaking her head at herself she quickly got changed into her sleepwear. She decided to go with a tight tee-shirt and some short shorts. There was no point denying, she wanted to have an effect on Kyle, even if she knew she wouldn’t. A girl could try. Before she could talk herself into putting on a floor length moo-moo, Kyle knocked on the door. “Come in,” she called, turning on her tv.
Kyle moved into the room and shut the door behind him. When he saw Maria bent over her VCR, inserting the video, her tiny shorts barely covering her, he almost chocked on his own breath. “Ready?” she asked, turning around to smile at him.
“Umm, yeah,” he said, finding his voice. Maria took the sight of him in. In just a tee-shirt and boxers, he still oozed with sexiness. GET IT TOGETHER! She told herself. Kyle is your friend. He could have any girl he wanted. He does not want you.
“Can you flip the lights,” she said getting into bed. Kyle turned off the light and then joined Maria in bed, taking a few seconds to get his heart rate and bodily reaction under control. He slipped under the covers and Maria pressed play on the movie. “I love this movie,” she said smiling as she snuggled into her bed.
After a few minutes, Kyle got comfortable too, and before he knew it Maria was snoring lightly and sleeping on his chest. God, he wanted to pull her into him, kiss her senseless and run his hands up and down that creamy skin of hers. His cock jumped at the though, but he pushed the thought from his head, trying his hardest to pay attention to the red-nosed reindeer.
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Christmas at the soup kitchen was actually fun, and it didn’t take much time from their day. Maria and Kyle were back home by 4:00 and with Jim working on Christmas to give his deputies a break at the holiday, they found themselves laying on the couch watching TV again.
Maria’s head about in Kyle’s lap, and luckily his penis was behaving itself. “So, Kyle, are you going to college?” Maria asked, out of the blue.
“Umm,” Kyle started, caught off guard. “Yeah,” he said, “That’s the plan. I still haven’t really done anything about it, yet though,” he admitted. The truth was, he was scared to death about the future. “Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know,” Maria said with a sigh, “It’s just getting to be that time, and I want to go, but I just don’t know how I’m going to pay for it, or if I’ll get in, or…or…I don’t know,” Maria said sitting up to look at Kyle.
“Maria, first of all, you have kick ass grades, you can get in anywhere, and secondly don’t worry about the finances. Just apply where you want to go, and we can figure the rest out.” He didn’t even notice that he used the term “we.” It just seemed so natural to refer to them together now. He didn’t know how he lived without her in his life. She was quickly becoming the center of his universe.
“Well, then let’s get started,” Maria said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She pulled Kyle up from his seat, and he just laughed and followed her up to his room. “So, where should we start?”
“Maria, we don’t have to do this right now!” he said, laughing.
“Well, it’s as good a time as any.” Maria said. College was important to her, and she wanted to make sure she did everything right. “How ‘bout this,” she said, “We both apply to the same schools and see what happens.” She said.
Kyle looked at her in the eyes, “You mean, you want to go to school with me?” he asked, like a lame ass.
Maria smiled brightly at him. “Well, I’m mean, it would be nice. Kyle, you are by best friend.” She said. “Why, do you not want to go to the same place as me?” she asked, self-conscious.
Kyle looked at her like she was crazy. Of course he wanted to go where she was going. He didn’t even want to think of the possibility that they would be split up now that he had finally gotten his head out of his ass and realized she was the best thing that could ever happen to him. “No, Maria, I totally want to go to the same school. I was just surprised is all.” He clarified. She had told him he was her best friend. Not Isabel. Not Tess. He was. No way was he just going to let her go off to college by herself.
They spent the rest of the day starting applications for college.
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When school started, Maria and Kyle really went to work on their grades. They had submitted their applications, and now all they could do was wait. With school, work, volunteering, and hanging out with the gang, it was no time before February was upon them, and Maria had to go to court for her mother’s trial.
“Jim,” Maria asked, the morning of her trial.
“Yeah, sweetie,” he had come to call her that all the time, and Maria really liked it.
“Can…can Kyle come to court with me today?” she asked. “I know it’s a school day, but I’d feel more comfortable if he was there.”
Jim smiled at her, “You guys have gotten so close,” he said, “I think that’s great. Sure, he can come with you. I’ll call the school.” Maria smiled and when Kyle came down she told him the news and he smiled, hugging her close to him for just a second, because much more would make those romantic feelings hit him. And Maria didn’t need romance today. She needed a friend.
“Cool, well let me know when you are ready to go,” Kyle said. “I better change.”
When he came back down, Kyle looked good enough to eat in his black slacks and royal blue button down shirt. Maria thought she might have to wipe up the drool from her mouth. What was she doing? She was getting ready to testify against her mother, with no practice in front of a lawyer, and all she could do was think about how sexy Kyle was. Sick, man! She was totally sick.
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“Ms. DeLuca, Where were you on the night of September 3?” The prosecutor asked her.
Maria cleared her throat, nervous, “I was at work at the UFO Center, and then I went straight home,” she said.
“And, when you got home, was your mother there?”
“Objection, the defendant should be referred to by her name, not familial articles,” her mother’s attorney said without even looking up from his papers.
“Sustained.” The judge ruled.
“Ok, Ms. DeLuca, was Amy DeLuca home when you got there?” The prosecutor rephrased.
“No,” Maria answered. “I went to bed before she came home.”
“Now, tell the court what exactly you remember from that night.” The prosecutor said.
Maria took a deep breath and brought her mind back to the night in question. “Well, I was tired and went to sleep around midnight.” She started. She looked up and found Kyle in the courtroom. He gave her a sympathetic smile and she continued, “All of a sudden, I’m not sure what time it was, I was awakened my mother shaking me and screaming at me.” She said. Her eyes were tearing, but she would not allow them to fall. She could be strong. “She pulled me out into the living room and started beating me.” Maria said.
“What did she use to strike you?” the prosecutor asked. Her voice was so matter-of-fact. Kyle thought she could at least be a little compassionate. He really didn’t like that woman.
“Her fists at first.” Maria said, “Then she began to kick me. That’s all I remember. The next thing that I remember was waking up just enough to call 911.” Maria said.
“Thank you, Ms. DeLuca,” The prosecutor said. “Now, let me ask. Has this kind of thing ever happened before.”
“Objection,” Amy’s attorney said.
“I’ll rephrase. Has Amy DeLuca ever beaten you before?” she asked.
Maria took a deep breath, and closed her eyes for just a second, getting her emotions under control. Kyle sat there helplessly and watched her struggle with her emotions. “Yes,” Maria finally answered.
“How many times?”
“Three,” Maria answered, “But this was the worst.”
“Any why did you never report it before?” The prosecutor asked.
“I was afraid,” Maria said.
“Of what?”
“She is my mother. She’s my only family,” she said, though that was not really true anymore. Jim and Kyle were her family. Her friends were her family, now. “I didn’t know what would happen to me.” She said.
“And why did you report it this time?”
Maria thought for a moment. “I couldn’t take it anymore. Besides, if I hadn’t gone to the hospital, I could have died.” Maria’s words his Kyle hard as he continued to listen. “I have a support system now. I know I don’t need my mother.” She said, gaining more confidence.
“Thank you, Ms. DeLuca. That’s all.” She said.
Maria looked to her mother’s attorney to see if she was going to be cross-examined. She was hoping he would continue to be useless and let it go, but he didn’t. She sighed as he stood up, holding a notebook in his hand.
“Ms. DeLuca, is it true that Amy DeLuca has a drinking problem?” He asked.
“Objection!” The prosecutor yelled, “How is Ms. DeLuca supposed to give a medical opinion.”
“Sustained,” the judge ruled.
“I’ll rephrase. Has Amy DeLuca every exhibited signs of abusing alcohol in your opinion?” he asked her.
“Yes, she was always drunk,” Maria said with disgust.
“And during these times when she is drunk, is she different, in your opinion, to when she is sober?” he asked.
“Well, of course,” Maria said.
“How so?”
“Well, when she is drunk she is mean. When she is drunk she brings random men home.” Maria said, her voice rising with anger. These were stupid questions.
“Okay,” the attorney said, nodding at her answers. She didn’t know what he was getting at. Kyle didn’t either, but when he looked at his father, he saw a worried look on his face.
“And did any of these men that Amy DeLuca brought home ever hurt you?” the attorney asked.
“Objection, relevance.” The prosecutor interjected.
“Ms. DeLuca’s past relationship with Amy DeLuca and Mrs. DeLuca’s love interests is integral in discerning the truthfulness and relevance of her testimony.” Amy’s attorney reasoned.
“Overruled.” The judge said, leaning forward, “Answer the question, Ms. DeLuca.” He said.
“Can you repeat it?” She asked, her throat growing dry.
“Did any of Amy DeLuca’s boyfriends ever hurt you?’ he asked again.
Maria’s eyes went to Kyle’s again. He smiled at her, knowing she needed strength. He didn’t know the answer to this question, but he was guessing he wouldn’t like it.
“Yes,” Maria said, staring daggers at the man in front of her. What did this have to do with any thing?
“Sexually?’ he asked nonchalantly.
Maria looked to the judge for help, but he just motioned for her to answer the question.
She looked down at her hands. They were shaking, and the tears in her eyes were too much to hold back as a few drops fell on her palms. She looked up at Kyle, and he looked back. He was there for her, no matter what, and she loved him for it. He smiled at her and she sniffled before she answered. “Yes.”
Kyle held his breath. He hadn’t known that. She had told him everything. Everything. The beatings, the drinking, everything, but she had never told him that. He would kill those men. In that moment, he knew he would kill anyone that ever hurt Maria again.
“How did they hurt you sexually?” He pressed further. Maria felt the air being sucked out of the room. Oh god, don’t make me do this, her mind screamed.
“OBJECTION! This has nothing to do with the case. Mr. Ryan is just trying to make this poor girl uncomfortable on the stand.” The prosecutor said, and as much as Kyle didn’t like her, he could have kissed her in that moment.
“Sustained.” The judge ruled. “Keep your questions confined to Ms. DeLuca and her relationship with Amy DeLuca.”
Amy’s attorney sighed, and said, “That’s all.”
“Okay, Ms. DeLuca, you are excused,” the judge said with a smile. She wanted to punch him, but instead, she just got up and walked quickly out of the room.
Kyle and Jim both exited the courtroom after her and found her in a heap on the floor, crying.
“Maria,” Kyle said, kneeling next to her, and pulling her into his arms. “Shhh,” he said, “its okay now, Maria. Everything is going to be ok,” he promised, and if he had anything to say about it everything would be okay.
Jim just let Kyle take the reigns. He was pretty sure that Kyle was just what she needed right now. Soon, she was wiping her face, and Kyle was helping her up.
“What do you say we get some food,” Jim said putting his arms around both Kyle and Maria. She smiled at him gratefully. She just wanted to get over this entire day.
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That night, Maria knocked on Kyle’s door. “Can I come in,” she asked.
Kyle smiled and told her she could. When she walked in, she walked over to his bed and sat down next to him. “I wanted to tell you about today,” she said, her voice nearly shaking with nervousness. She had never told anyone what she was about to tell Kyle. But for some reason, she felt compelled to come completely clean to him.
“You don’t have to,” Kyle said, sitting up against the headboard.
“No, I really need to. You’re the only one I can tell,” she said looking at him intensely.
“Okay,” he said with a smile. He would be there for her no matter what.
“It was just one time. I was 15 years old, and my mom had recently fallen head-first into the bottle. She had this boyfriend, right after your dad, named Marco. And one night, I guess my mom had passed out,” she started, and Kyle pulled her into his arms as an act of comfort.
“Anyway, Marco came into my room, in the middle of the night, and I remember waking up to him pulling my panties off.” She said, tears coming to her eyes. A few fell down her cheeks but she continued. “I started to scream, but he clamped his hand down on me. I cried and cried, but I was too weak, and he was so strong. He was touching me and I heard his zipper come down.” She continued, now crying openly.
“It’s okay, Maria. I’m here,” Kyle said, not even knowing where that came from, but it seemed to be what she needed to hear because she held onto him tighter and finished her story.
“Somewhere within me, I found the strength to kick. And I did. Right in the balls,” she laughed a little at herself. “He staggered back, regained his composure, and smacked me hard across the face, but it seemed to work because he left the room, and I never saw him again.” Maria said.
“I’m so sorry,” Kyle replied, smoothing down her hair. “I’m so so sorry.” It wasn’t enough, but he couldn’t fix the past no matter how much he tried. He could only control the present, and in the present, Maria would never have to live a nightmare like that.
“Thank you for listening to me, Kyle.” Maria said, smiling. “I actually feel a lot better now that I’ve told someone. It’s like I can move past it now.”
“Good,” he said with a smile, as he leaned in and kissed her forehead. He had no idea where that came from.
Maria smiled at him, a tingle running through her body, and she though about kissing him for real, but she realized that he was just comforting her, not hitting on her. “Night, Kyle.” She said, hugging him once more.
“Night,” Kyle returned as she left his room. He fell back on the bed. He was a goner. He knew it.
TBC…
It wasn’t long until it was Christmas time. School was out, and Maria and her friends were spending their times hanging out and getting ready for the Children’s Center Christmas Festival.
Things were going well with everyone. Isabel and Michael’s relationship was moving a little slow, but they were both still together and going strong. Max broke up with Liz, mostly because he didn’t see the point in staying with someone who he wasn’t over the moon for. They parted amiably; no one’s feelings were hurt. Tess was still Tess, in everyone’s business and loving every minute of it.
The football season was over, so lives were a little less hectic. The Comets were State Runners-Up, something that didn’t make Kyle or Jim too happy, since it was his last year. But Kyle didn’t let it get too him too much. Life was good. Football, in the end, was just a game.
Maria and Kyle were great as well. In just a few months, one would never know there was a rift between them at one point. They were as thick as thieves. Wherever one was, the other was too. Kyle even started volunteering at the Children’s Center. He made up and excuse about it being something he always wanted to de, but in reality, he just wanted to spend more time with Maria.
Maria’s mom was still in Jail, awaiting her trial in February. Sucked for her, but that was what happened when you could only afford a public defender and the Sheriff of Roswell was out for your scalp.
It was the day before Christmas Eve, and the day before the festival, and the group was gathered in the Evans’ living room finalizing the plans for tomorrow’s big day when Maria’s cell phone rang. “Hello?” she answered; distracted by the button she was sewing on the elf costume she would be wearing the next day.
“What!” she cried, dropping her work. She stood up and paced the room, a look of anger on her face. Kyle had to adjust himself, as seeing an angry Maria only turned him on. To tell the truth, he was starting to realize everything about Maria turned him on.
Maria finally clicked the phone shut without so much as a goodbye. “Damnit!” she cursed.
“What’s up, Maria?” Isabel asked from the floor.
“My stupid Santa is in jail, for drunk and disorderly conduct.” She said. “I don’t know what I’m going to do!”
Everyone looked to each other for answers. They couldn’t very well have a Christmas Festival without Santa.
Suddenly, Kyle stood up. “Well, if someone could take my kids, I could do it,” he said.
Maria’s eyes brightened up and before she knew it, she was tackling him to the ground. “OH THANK YOU!” she cried, excitedly. The rest of the group laughed at her over the top reaction, even Kyle, though he found it hard to breath with Maria being so close, her body pressed against his. He prayed to god she couldn’t feel his erection that he was sure was poking her.
Maria felt a tingle rush through her body as she lay practically on top of Kyle, and she quickly moved away hoping no on noticed her flushed face, or the fact that she had just plastered herself to Kyle. “Okay, well that’s settled,” she said, brushing the hair out of her face. “I’ll get Kari to take your kids.”
“Ok, so what else is there left to do?” Isabel asked, as she was always the one to make sure all their ducks were in a row.
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Maria collapsed on the couch the next night, and Kyle followed suit. “Whew, I’m tired,” she said with a smile. The day had been a complete success, and the kids had a wonderful time. Brody even surprised everyone but donating $500,000 to the Children’s Center. He really was a great man.
“Yeah, I’m tired too. How about we call it a night? The Christmas Nazi will be after us early tomorrow to go to the soup kitchen.” Kyle chuckled.
Maria smiled too, “Yeah, okay.” She said, but she really didn’t want to move. Finally, pulling herself off the couch, with great effort, she made her way up the stairs with Kyle right behind her.
When she got to her room, she turned around and faced Kyle. “I know you’re tired, but…” she started, “Do you wanna watch Rudolf with me?” she asked, knowing she sounded like an idiot.
Kyle ginned at her. “Sure,” he said. “Let me just get ready for bed.” When he entered his room and closed the door, Maria shut the door behind him and leaned against it. She banged her head against the door as she rolled her eyes at herself.
“Do you want to watch Rudolf? Seriously!” she sighed. “I’m an idiot.”
Shaking her head at herself she quickly got changed into her sleepwear. She decided to go with a tight tee-shirt and some short shorts. There was no point denying, she wanted to have an effect on Kyle, even if she knew she wouldn’t. A girl could try. Before she could talk herself into putting on a floor length moo-moo, Kyle knocked on the door. “Come in,” she called, turning on her tv.
Kyle moved into the room and shut the door behind him. When he saw Maria bent over her VCR, inserting the video, her tiny shorts barely covering her, he almost chocked on his own breath. “Ready?” she asked, turning around to smile at him.
“Umm, yeah,” he said, finding his voice. Maria took the sight of him in. In just a tee-shirt and boxers, he still oozed with sexiness. GET IT TOGETHER! She told herself. Kyle is your friend. He could have any girl he wanted. He does not want you.
“Can you flip the lights,” she said getting into bed. Kyle turned off the light and then joined Maria in bed, taking a few seconds to get his heart rate and bodily reaction under control. He slipped under the covers and Maria pressed play on the movie. “I love this movie,” she said smiling as she snuggled into her bed.
After a few minutes, Kyle got comfortable too, and before he knew it Maria was snoring lightly and sleeping on his chest. God, he wanted to pull her into him, kiss her senseless and run his hands up and down that creamy skin of hers. His cock jumped at the though, but he pushed the thought from his head, trying his hardest to pay attention to the red-nosed reindeer.
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Christmas at the soup kitchen was actually fun, and it didn’t take much time from their day. Maria and Kyle were back home by 4:00 and with Jim working on Christmas to give his deputies a break at the holiday, they found themselves laying on the couch watching TV again.
Maria’s head about in Kyle’s lap, and luckily his penis was behaving itself. “So, Kyle, are you going to college?” Maria asked, out of the blue.
“Umm,” Kyle started, caught off guard. “Yeah,” he said, “That’s the plan. I still haven’t really done anything about it, yet though,” he admitted. The truth was, he was scared to death about the future. “Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know,” Maria said with a sigh, “It’s just getting to be that time, and I want to go, but I just don’t know how I’m going to pay for it, or if I’ll get in, or…or…I don’t know,” Maria said sitting up to look at Kyle.
“Maria, first of all, you have kick ass grades, you can get in anywhere, and secondly don’t worry about the finances. Just apply where you want to go, and we can figure the rest out.” He didn’t even notice that he used the term “we.” It just seemed so natural to refer to them together now. He didn’t know how he lived without her in his life. She was quickly becoming the center of his universe.
“Well, then let’s get started,” Maria said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She pulled Kyle up from his seat, and he just laughed and followed her up to his room. “So, where should we start?”
“Maria, we don’t have to do this right now!” he said, laughing.
“Well, it’s as good a time as any.” Maria said. College was important to her, and she wanted to make sure she did everything right. “How ‘bout this,” she said, “We both apply to the same schools and see what happens.” She said.
Kyle looked at her in the eyes, “You mean, you want to go to school with me?” he asked, like a lame ass.
Maria smiled brightly at him. “Well, I’m mean, it would be nice. Kyle, you are by best friend.” She said. “Why, do you not want to go to the same place as me?” she asked, self-conscious.
Kyle looked at her like she was crazy. Of course he wanted to go where she was going. He didn’t even want to think of the possibility that they would be split up now that he had finally gotten his head out of his ass and realized she was the best thing that could ever happen to him. “No, Maria, I totally want to go to the same school. I was just surprised is all.” He clarified. She had told him he was her best friend. Not Isabel. Not Tess. He was. No way was he just going to let her go off to college by herself.
They spent the rest of the day starting applications for college.
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When school started, Maria and Kyle really went to work on their grades. They had submitted their applications, and now all they could do was wait. With school, work, volunteering, and hanging out with the gang, it was no time before February was upon them, and Maria had to go to court for her mother’s trial.
“Jim,” Maria asked, the morning of her trial.
“Yeah, sweetie,” he had come to call her that all the time, and Maria really liked it.
“Can…can Kyle come to court with me today?” she asked. “I know it’s a school day, but I’d feel more comfortable if he was there.”
Jim smiled at her, “You guys have gotten so close,” he said, “I think that’s great. Sure, he can come with you. I’ll call the school.” Maria smiled and when Kyle came down she told him the news and he smiled, hugging her close to him for just a second, because much more would make those romantic feelings hit him. And Maria didn’t need romance today. She needed a friend.
“Cool, well let me know when you are ready to go,” Kyle said. “I better change.”
When he came back down, Kyle looked good enough to eat in his black slacks and royal blue button down shirt. Maria thought she might have to wipe up the drool from her mouth. What was she doing? She was getting ready to testify against her mother, with no practice in front of a lawyer, and all she could do was think about how sexy Kyle was. Sick, man! She was totally sick.
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“Ms. DeLuca, Where were you on the night of September 3?” The prosecutor asked her.
Maria cleared her throat, nervous, “I was at work at the UFO Center, and then I went straight home,” she said.
“And, when you got home, was your mother there?”
“Objection, the defendant should be referred to by her name, not familial articles,” her mother’s attorney said without even looking up from his papers.
“Sustained.” The judge ruled.
“Ok, Ms. DeLuca, was Amy DeLuca home when you got there?” The prosecutor rephrased.
“No,” Maria answered. “I went to bed before she came home.”
“Now, tell the court what exactly you remember from that night.” The prosecutor said.
Maria took a deep breath and brought her mind back to the night in question. “Well, I was tired and went to sleep around midnight.” She started. She looked up and found Kyle in the courtroom. He gave her a sympathetic smile and she continued, “All of a sudden, I’m not sure what time it was, I was awakened my mother shaking me and screaming at me.” She said. Her eyes were tearing, but she would not allow them to fall. She could be strong. “She pulled me out into the living room and started beating me.” Maria said.
“What did she use to strike you?” the prosecutor asked. Her voice was so matter-of-fact. Kyle thought she could at least be a little compassionate. He really didn’t like that woman.
“Her fists at first.” Maria said, “Then she began to kick me. That’s all I remember. The next thing that I remember was waking up just enough to call 911.” Maria said.
“Thank you, Ms. DeLuca,” The prosecutor said. “Now, let me ask. Has this kind of thing ever happened before.”
“Objection,” Amy’s attorney said.
“I’ll rephrase. Has Amy DeLuca ever beaten you before?” she asked.
Maria took a deep breath, and closed her eyes for just a second, getting her emotions under control. Kyle sat there helplessly and watched her struggle with her emotions. “Yes,” Maria finally answered.
“How many times?”
“Three,” Maria answered, “But this was the worst.”
“Any why did you never report it before?” The prosecutor asked.
“I was afraid,” Maria said.
“Of what?”
“She is my mother. She’s my only family,” she said, though that was not really true anymore. Jim and Kyle were her family. Her friends were her family, now. “I didn’t know what would happen to me.” She said.
“And why did you report it this time?”
Maria thought for a moment. “I couldn’t take it anymore. Besides, if I hadn’t gone to the hospital, I could have died.” Maria’s words his Kyle hard as he continued to listen. “I have a support system now. I know I don’t need my mother.” She said, gaining more confidence.
“Thank you, Ms. DeLuca. That’s all.” She said.
Maria looked to her mother’s attorney to see if she was going to be cross-examined. She was hoping he would continue to be useless and let it go, but he didn’t. She sighed as he stood up, holding a notebook in his hand.
“Ms. DeLuca, is it true that Amy DeLuca has a drinking problem?” He asked.
“Objection!” The prosecutor yelled, “How is Ms. DeLuca supposed to give a medical opinion.”
“Sustained,” the judge ruled.
“I’ll rephrase. Has Amy DeLuca every exhibited signs of abusing alcohol in your opinion?” he asked her.
“Yes, she was always drunk,” Maria said with disgust.
“And during these times when she is drunk, is she different, in your opinion, to when she is sober?” he asked.
“Well, of course,” Maria said.
“How so?”
“Well, when she is drunk she is mean. When she is drunk she brings random men home.” Maria said, her voice rising with anger. These were stupid questions.
“Okay,” the attorney said, nodding at her answers. She didn’t know what he was getting at. Kyle didn’t either, but when he looked at his father, he saw a worried look on his face.
“And did any of these men that Amy DeLuca brought home ever hurt you?” the attorney asked.
“Objection, relevance.” The prosecutor interjected.
“Ms. DeLuca’s past relationship with Amy DeLuca and Mrs. DeLuca’s love interests is integral in discerning the truthfulness and relevance of her testimony.” Amy’s attorney reasoned.
“Overruled.” The judge said, leaning forward, “Answer the question, Ms. DeLuca.” He said.
“Can you repeat it?” She asked, her throat growing dry.
“Did any of Amy DeLuca’s boyfriends ever hurt you?’ he asked again.
Maria’s eyes went to Kyle’s again. He smiled at her, knowing she needed strength. He didn’t know the answer to this question, but he was guessing he wouldn’t like it.
“Yes,” Maria said, staring daggers at the man in front of her. What did this have to do with any thing?
“Sexually?’ he asked nonchalantly.
Maria looked to the judge for help, but he just motioned for her to answer the question.
She looked down at her hands. They were shaking, and the tears in her eyes were too much to hold back as a few drops fell on her palms. She looked up at Kyle, and he looked back. He was there for her, no matter what, and she loved him for it. He smiled at her and she sniffled before she answered. “Yes.”
Kyle held his breath. He hadn’t known that. She had told him everything. Everything. The beatings, the drinking, everything, but she had never told him that. He would kill those men. In that moment, he knew he would kill anyone that ever hurt Maria again.
“How did they hurt you sexually?” He pressed further. Maria felt the air being sucked out of the room. Oh god, don’t make me do this, her mind screamed.
“OBJECTION! This has nothing to do with the case. Mr. Ryan is just trying to make this poor girl uncomfortable on the stand.” The prosecutor said, and as much as Kyle didn’t like her, he could have kissed her in that moment.
“Sustained.” The judge ruled. “Keep your questions confined to Ms. DeLuca and her relationship with Amy DeLuca.”
Amy’s attorney sighed, and said, “That’s all.”
“Okay, Ms. DeLuca, you are excused,” the judge said with a smile. She wanted to punch him, but instead, she just got up and walked quickly out of the room.
Kyle and Jim both exited the courtroom after her and found her in a heap on the floor, crying.
“Maria,” Kyle said, kneeling next to her, and pulling her into his arms. “Shhh,” he said, “its okay now, Maria. Everything is going to be ok,” he promised, and if he had anything to say about it everything would be okay.
Jim just let Kyle take the reigns. He was pretty sure that Kyle was just what she needed right now. Soon, she was wiping her face, and Kyle was helping her up.
“What do you say we get some food,” Jim said putting his arms around both Kyle and Maria. She smiled at him gratefully. She just wanted to get over this entire day.
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That night, Maria knocked on Kyle’s door. “Can I come in,” she asked.
Kyle smiled and told her she could. When she walked in, she walked over to his bed and sat down next to him. “I wanted to tell you about today,” she said, her voice nearly shaking with nervousness. She had never told anyone what she was about to tell Kyle. But for some reason, she felt compelled to come completely clean to him.
“You don’t have to,” Kyle said, sitting up against the headboard.
“No, I really need to. You’re the only one I can tell,” she said looking at him intensely.
“Okay,” he said with a smile. He would be there for her no matter what.
“It was just one time. I was 15 years old, and my mom had recently fallen head-first into the bottle. She had this boyfriend, right after your dad, named Marco. And one night, I guess my mom had passed out,” she started, and Kyle pulled her into his arms as an act of comfort.
“Anyway, Marco came into my room, in the middle of the night, and I remember waking up to him pulling my panties off.” She said, tears coming to her eyes. A few fell down her cheeks but she continued. “I started to scream, but he clamped his hand down on me. I cried and cried, but I was too weak, and he was so strong. He was touching me and I heard his zipper come down.” She continued, now crying openly.
“It’s okay, Maria. I’m here,” Kyle said, not even knowing where that came from, but it seemed to be what she needed to hear because she held onto him tighter and finished her story.
“Somewhere within me, I found the strength to kick. And I did. Right in the balls,” she laughed a little at herself. “He staggered back, regained his composure, and smacked me hard across the face, but it seemed to work because he left the room, and I never saw him again.” Maria said.
“I’m so sorry,” Kyle replied, smoothing down her hair. “I’m so so sorry.” It wasn’t enough, but he couldn’t fix the past no matter how much he tried. He could only control the present, and in the present, Maria would never have to live a nightmare like that.
“Thank you for listening to me, Kyle.” Maria said, smiling. “I actually feel a lot better now that I’ve told someone. It’s like I can move past it now.”
“Good,” he said with a smile, as he leaned in and kissed her forehead. He had no idea where that came from.
Maria smiled at him, a tingle running through her body, and she though about kissing him for real, but she realized that he was just comforting her, not hitting on her. “Night, Kyle.” She said, hugging him once more.
“Night,” Kyle returned as she left his room. He fell back on the bed. He was a goner. He knew it.
TBC…