Lies 1-50

I couldn't exactly write out a defense, especially if I was going to be in the hot seat. I wanted to be able to talk. My solution to the problem was an easy one, get a sign language interpreter for me. I could do sign language for years, and it was finally coming in handy. When I proposed the idea to Skinner, he smiled and hugged me.

"GIRL you so crazy!" He spewed happily. A throaty laugh escaped my parched lips.

We arranged for the interpreter and I appeared in court in front of the jury and a judge who looked like she had something especially smelly under her nose.

"So, Miss..."

I swooped my pinky finger in a hurry and quickly wrote out, "Just call me Charlotte," which the pretty brunette interpreter translated.

"That is not court procedure, but Charlotte, did you or did you not witness the murder committed by Noah Stither?"

"I did, but it was in my defense. Drake Fulton was beating me and Noah was trying to protect me." I signed in a rush. I looked over at Noah. He looked exhausted and worn down. I wanted so badly to hold him, to comfort him into feeling me. My face was black and blue and bandages were over certain places still. I looked awful.

"That doesn't make a difference. He murdered a man."

"IS WES DFENSSS!" I hissed harshly through my clamped teeth. They were making me freaking angry, and I couldn't sign that anger fast enough. The words just slipped from my tongue.

"THAT IS ENOUGH! ORDER IN THE COURT! You may step down."

I didn't realize it, but I had stood up and was almost ready to jump over the stand and hit that lawyer. I stepped down angrily and took a seat behind Noah. I gently rubbed his shoulder for a second and then leaned back in my chair.

After hours of statements, a recess was held in which the jury decided Noah's fate.

"We the jury find Noah Stither not guilty."

We all walked out of court in absolute shock.

Noah put his arms around me and amost started crying. It was the first time I had seen him so emotional, and it made me emotional too. Tears formed, but I pushed them back.

Afterwards, we went to the doctor to get my bandages removed. I was allowed to talk then too.We went home and sat out on the balcony. The sun started to fade into the horizon and I sat there in silence as he breathed onto my neck, leaving a trail of kisses.

"He was wonderful you know."

The kisses stopped abruptly and Noah sat up. "Who was?"

"Alexander's father. He was a great man. He was 23 when and was 16 the year we met. I know how bad that sounds, but I was very advanced for my age and he loved me from that day on. He took care of me and he never held me back. He supported my writing and even tried to get a book publiished for me. That's when our parents found out about the relationship. His didn't care so much, but mine literally changed my cell phone number and all the locks on the house. I was disgusted so I moved in with him. Then when I was 17, things got serious. We took things to new levels, but never told anyone. Then I found out about Alexander. We tried to hide it, but everyone around us found out. Everyone. His mother called to tell him she was disowning him and my mother called to tell me the same thing. Oh God, I loved that boy so much. His name was Jesse McAddams, and he was the love of my life. I was 8 months along when he got shot by his ex, and he died. She then shot herself. What I didn't know was that she was admitted to a mental hospital three years before and thought he was the one who put her there. She escaped to kill him because she had been plotting that out all along. So I moved back in with my mother."

"Wow."

Noah's lips fell still and he looked me in the eyes.

"Noah, I want us to always have each other. I love you so much."

"I love you too."

"How about we go to that suite tonight?"

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, 100%"

"Okay... um... let me uh..."

"This is weird isn't it?" I asked, suddenly embarassed.

"Well, normally I make the advances." He said with a huge grin on his face.

"Then advance, for I am your slave and shall do anything to your will for you are my master." A sly smirk formed on my lips.

"Hummm. SLAVE!"

"Yes master?"

"I COMMAND YOU TO MAKE EVERYONE LEAVE THIS ROOM!"

"Yes master." I walked into the room and said to Skinner nad Levi, "I want some ice cream, will you guys go get me some?"

"Sure."

They left in a few seconds and I locked the door behind them.

"Slave," Noah cooed from our bed, "I command you to come over here."

"Yes master."

I walked over and perched myself on the foot of the bed.

"Lie down," He said sexually.

I obeyed and he began to undress me, piece of clothing after piece came off into his hands. I sat there naked and waited to be commanded to do something more, but he just stared at me in wonderment.

"I want you to undress me now, as I have undressed you."

"I'll do as I am told, master."

I took off his clothes as erotically as possible and laid them down on the floor gently.

"Now kiss me," he said roughly. I let our lips touch lightly and he then took even more control over me...