We are alone as Harry waits outside.

"What, what" I struggle to find words.

"I know, I know. But I am doing it for you."


"For me, Dad you can't take the blame for this." I say to my father who is admitting to murder.

"I heard you what you said to Harry. I can't let my baby go to jail for an accident. Besides if you had tell me what he did I would have killed him anyway for what he did to you." Dad and I both crying.




"I DON'T CARE MUM, HE CAN'T GO TO JAIL BECAUSE OF A CRIME I COMMITTED." I yell to my mum at home.

"I know honey, but it's what your father wants." She tells me for the millionth time.

"There must be something we can do" I say.

" I don't know Bridget" She shrugs her shoulders. "Mum he said he doesn't want me at the trial tomorrow." I cry

"He doesn't need you in that kind of environment." She wraps her arms around my neck and we both cry.



"Sorry we haven't been around Bri." Perrie says to me as the group sits at the store.
"It's ok P." Then an idea comes to mind.

"Hey I know this is asking a lot but could you possibly talk to the police tell them about you and Chris, then I can tell them about me that way my dad avoids prison please" I beg her.


"Bridget I can't, it was such a emotional time, and then seeing him again I can't dig it all up again." She tears up.

"please Perrie, my dad is going to prison for something he didn't do." I try and reason with her.

"I need to go" She takes her bag and leaves.

"What was that about." Harry sits next to me. "Nothing"

"Hey I'll go with you tomorrow." He takes my hand over the table and I look at him and smile.

---

I sit here in the court room awaiting my dads fate. We are alone as Harry waits outside.

"What, what" I struggle to find words.

"I know, I know. But I am doing it for you."


"For me, Dad you can't take the blame for this." I say to my father who is admitting to murder.

"I heard you what you said to Harry. I can't let my baby go to jail for an accident. Besides if you had tell me what he did I would have killed him anyway for what he did to you." Dad and I both crying.




"I DON'T CARE MUM, HE CAN'T GO TO JAIL BECAUSE OF A CRIME I COMMITTED." I yell to my mum at home.

"I know honey, but it's what your father wants." She tells me for the millionth time.

"There must be something we can do" I say.

" I don't know Bridget" She shrugs her shoulders. "Mum he said he doesn't want me at the trial tomorrow." I cry

"He doesn't need you in that kind of environment." She wraps her arms around my neck and we both cry.



"Sorry we haven't been around Bri." Perrie says to me as the group sits at the store.
"It's ok P." Then an idea comes to mind.

"Hey I know this is asking a lot but could you possibly talk to the police tell them about you and Chris, then I can tell them about me that way my dad avoids prison please" I beg her.


"Bridget I can't, it was such a emotional time, and then seeing him again I can't dig it all up again." She tears up.

"please Perrie, my dad is going to prison for something he didn't do." I try and reason with her.

"I need to go" She takes her bag and leaves.

"What was that about." Harry sits next to me. "Nothing"

"Hey I'll go with you tomorrow." He takes my hand over the table and I look at him and smile.

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I sit here in the court room http://s3.favim.com/orig/46/bangles-birkin-bag-blazer-dress-fashion-Favim.com-412103.jpg
with mum, Parker and Harry waiting for my dads fate I am so nervous I have sweaty palms and my heart is beating rapidly. Dad didn't do anything I can't let him take the fall for something I did. I breathe and sigh heavily and the judge has instructed us all to stand. I stand slowly with Harry's help and he takes my hand. I glance at my dad who is facing the judge and his fate.




"Due to the lack of evidence you failed to provide. I hear by sentence Steven ------"



"NO STOP HE DIDN'T DO IT" I yell out.

"Sit down young lady" The judge says but I don't even though Harry is trying me to.



"IT WAS ME. I DID IT." i yell the truth

"Your honour my daughter is just upset she is making this up to protect me" Dad defends me.

"I am telling the truth, and you cannot send him to jail for something he didn't do." I speak again

Then dad's lawyer speaks. "I demand a short recess to reassess with my client please."
I sit back down and Harry is looking at me.

"Mr Riley" the judge speaks again.

"because of your cowardly punch Mr Knight died. I am returning the conviction to manslaughter, under the circumstances I must give you a custodial sentence. Sentencing you to five years prison with three years non parol period"


"NO" I stand back up. They are putting him in handcuffs.

As he begins to walk with the officers around him I cry. "Daddy please tell them, tell them." I cry and plea with him but he just looks at me as they take him away.

I can't breathe in this moment in time it's all my fault. I start to pant and lose the ability to breathe. I grip on Harry's arm and have a panic attack.







"Ok I have some good news" Dads lawyer says to us as we sit outside the courthouse.
"The police will have to re interview you Bridget." He in forms me and I nod.

"No she can't go through that again" Mum speaks and I shake my head.
"MUM BE QUIET" I yell and she sits back down.

"You need to be completely honest with what happened with Chris, understand what he would have done to you if you didn't run and how it was all self defence"

"I understand" I nod and his phone goes off so he leaves to answer it.


"Hey you holding you holding up ok" Harry puts his hand on my shoulder. "I just want this all to be over." I tilt my head on his shoulder.


"Bridget" The lawyer calls my name. "There ready for you now to be interviewed."

"I'm coming with you" Mum says and I nod. "I'll be waiting when you come out" Harry whispers.


Harry's POV:

"Please Zayn Bridget is our best friend, you need to convince Perrie. I know it is hard for her but Bridget had to endure the same thing" I desperately plea with Zayn to talk to Perrie to say her version of events with Chris.


"Ok I'll ask her, but not promising anything.



three hours later:


"Hey you did great babe" I see Zayn comforting a distraught Perrie.

"Hey how you go?" I ask Bridget and her mum next to her.

"Yea but I couldn't have done it without P" Bridget walks over to Perrie and I see them hugging.




"DADDY" I hear Bridget yell and she runs into her father's arms and hugs him tightly.


What a roller coaster these few weeks have been. But there is no where I would rather be than looking at her finally smiling again.

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