Their individual wants and desires meant nothing in the face of those facts.
Vanessa was now several shades paler. "Then we get a lawyer. We get a good lawyer and we fight this!"
Scotty lay down in bed and covered his eyes with his arm.
"Scotty! Don't go to sleep!"
He wasn't going to sleep. He just didn't want to look at her when he said the next.
"Leave me alone Vanessa, okay? I just need time. I need sleep. I'm facing life in prison so can you just cut me a fucking break!"
There was no movement and Scotty finally turned on his side away from her. It hurt his heart to push her away. She didn't deserve it. She deserved so much better.
Scotty jumped out of bed, grabbed his pants and then stormed out of the room.
"Where are you going?" She called.
"Downstairs to sleep on the couch." He slammed the door after him.