I sat in Nick's lap, held tightly in his arms as the two lawyers made their opening statements. I could feel Josh's eyes on the back of my head.
"I would like to call Miss Nicole Jonas to the stand please," Uncle Mike said.
Nick kissed my head, then I stood up with his help. I crutched to the stand and was sworn to the oath before sitting down.
"Nicole, Josh is your ex boyfriend, is that correct?" Mike asked.
"Yes sir," I replied.
"And he has attacked you before?"
"Yes sir. He started just before my fourteenth birthday. He told me that if I told anyone he would hurt Nick or Frankie."
"How many times has he beaten you? Or tried to rape you?"
"I can't even count. I went out with him for over two months, then he showed up at my new school in L.A. and twice on tour before this happened."
"What did he do this last time in Florida?" Uncle Mike asked. I glanced at my brothers, I had never told them exactly what happened that night.
"He pulled me into the closet, and covered my mouth so I couldn't scream. He told me, 'It's my time to get what I want.' He ripped off my shirt, and pulled down my jeans roughly. He started k-kissing me."
"What was going through your mind as he did this?"
"That he was going to get my virginity. There was no one to help me, because my brothers were on stage," I said with tears in my eyes. My brothers had tears in their eyes too.
"What happened next?"
"When I didn't kiss back...he punched me really hard. I started to cough because I couldn't get my breath back, then tried to knee him where boys don't like it," My brothers gave a small smile, "but he started to just punch me. Over and over and over. Then he said 'This will keep you from getting away.' That's when his weight came down on my leg. I screamed at the top of my lungs in pain...I blacked out just a few seconds later."
"No further questions your honor," Mike said. Josh's lawyer, a woman who I knew to be his aunt, strutted foward. She was smirking and shaking her head.
"So my client tried to force you huh?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied.
"How do we know you're not lying?" she said.
"Two reasons," I said cooly. "One, I have a purity ring. Two, I wouldn't waste something so important on something as useless as him."
"You have a purity ring?"
"Since my fourteenth birthday," I said.
"So you are pure?" I nodded. "You've never had sex?" I shook my head. "How do we know you're not lying? Why should we believe that you are some good little girl that does everything she's told?"
She didn't give me a chance to answer.
"How do we know you're not using attempted rape as a cover for your family?" she asked.
"You think I like to get the crap beat out of me?" I asked incredulously. "You think I asked for him to snap my leg in two? I don't ask for that thing to hit me, touch me, kiss me, or even come near me!"
"That doesn't answer my question," she said.
"Which one?" I said bitterly.
"How do we know you haven't had sex before?"
"Because I haven't," I said firmly. She had a look in her eye that I didn't like.
"How do we know that you aren't some slut who likes it rough?" she asked with a smirk on her face.
Tears flooded my eyes, while my brothers, David, Adam, and Derrick raised to their feet angrily. Uncle Mike gave them a warning look, and they went reluctantly to their seat.
"Objection! Badgering the victim," Uncle Mike.
"Agreed. Back off Miss Hayes," Judge Wilson said sternly.
"No further questions your honor." she said, returning to her seat.
Uncle Mike stood, intent on re-examining me. I looked up at him, only to receive a warm encouraging smile in return.
It made me feel better, enough to continue.
This chap is four parts so...yeah
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