Chapter 3: Discussing the Trial

"Kath, come on, you know I don't mean it." He said to me with a look of "please forgive me."

"Matt, I can't believe you would say that." I said folding my arms over my chest and giving him a look of "why should I forgive you."

"I didn't mean what I said at all, I was just joking around."

"Yeah, okay." I said turning away. He grabbed me around the waist and made me look into his blue eyes, oh how I would melt when he would look at me with those eyes.

"I love you Kath, and you know that. I'm sorry, it was a mistake." He pleaded holding me close, he smelt so good, how I loved him.

"I love you too." I said caving in, letting him envelope me in his arms. He kissed me on top of the head.

"Come on, let's go out." He said, pulling away and grabbing his keys.

"What are you thinking of?" asked the doctor.

"Nothing." Though I was thinking about himagain.

"Nothing? There must be something going through your head." He said, as usual, trying to get something out of me. "Tell me about him."

I sat there for a second, but caved in. "He was really sweet in his own special way, like he knew how to make you feel like you were something really special, or like you were the only thing that mattered in the world." I said, looking absent-mindedly away at something distant as I remember all the things he would do.

"Did you feel like that around him?"

"Yes."

"Do you know what really happened that night?" He pushed and I shuddered thinking of it.

"No" I said, knowing that I knew every detail.

"Kathleen, you are aware that you're being charged with his murder?" He said, basically slapping me in the face.

"I wouldn't kill him" I said quietly, almost to myself.

"Kathleen, they don't know that. You are going to have to tell the people in court what happened that night, so they know you didn't do it." He said. His words were like shards of ice, cutting deep gashes in my skin.

"They should know that," my voice started to raise, "why would I kill someone I love?!" I screamed.

"Love is a strong word."

"I loved him." I snarled.

"You're going to have to talk in court Kathleen, or else you will be charged with the murder of that person who you loved."

I never wanted to scream so badly in my life, but I held in back. I just looked at him blankly and knew that we were done.