Jud's Revenge | By : broadwaybaby Category: M through R > Oklahoma! Views: 1619 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A week was not nearly long enough to mentally prepare for the trial, yet it was far too long to have to wait. Laurey’s demeanor had changed. She was cold and closed off. Curly knew it had to do with the trial, but that didn’t mean he didn’t desperately want his sweet Laurey back.
The morning of the trial had arrived. Curly escorted Laurey into the courtroom and sat in the front row on the plaintiff’s side. Andrew Carnes entered and everyone stood. And then Mr. Carnes called for the defendant to be brought in.
Jud was a mess. His eyes were red, his hair was sticking out at odd points all over his head, and he looked like he hadn’t slept in days. He dragged his feet on the way to his seat as the chains that bound him required. He looked up from the ground and searched the courtroom. There she was. Right there. Not all that far away from him. But between them sat Curly, who gave Jud a nasty look and shielded Laurey from Jud’s gaze. And then the trial could begin.
“And how does the defendant plead?” Andrew Carnes asked from his seat at the front of the courtroom.
“Against the advice of counsel, not guilty,” said a man in a suit who seemed to be representing Jud.
“Alright then,” Mr. Carnes said, writing down the plea on the papers in front of him. “Plaintiff, call your first witness.”
“Prosecution calls Mrs. Laurey McClain to the stand.”
Laurey stood and walked tenderly toward the chair beside Mr. Carnes, her hand protectively over her belly. Curly kept a close eye on her. He had told her that morning to just look at him so she wouldn’t have to see Jud. But Jud also had his eyes trained on Laurey. He hadn’t seen her since the night he was arrested. She was beautiful, glowing. And then his eyes fell to her swollen belly. A baby. She swore to tell the truth and the questioning began.
“Mrs. McClain, on the night in question, can you tell the court what happened?” the prosecution lawyer asked as he got to his feet.
“I was attacked,” Laurey responded. She planned to keep her answers short and simple so she would have to remember that night as little as possible.
“And is the person who attacked ya in this courtroom today?”
“Yeah. It were Jud,” Laurey admitted, not looking over to the defendant’s side of the room.
“And you were physically injured that night?”
“Yes. I had bruises and cuts.”
“I’m so sorry to hear that Mrs. McClain. And how did ya get those injuries?”
“He….he throwed me down and I hit the wall. He also threatened me ‘th a knife.” This got the courtroom whispering and Mr. Carnes had to call for order before they could continue.
“And how did ya get away from this attack, Mrs. McClain?”
“Jud left to get water and my husband – well he weren’t my husband yet, but Curly came and found me down in the smokehouse while Jud was gone.”
“Thank you, Mrs. McClain,” the prosecutor said and returned to his seat as the defendant’s lawyer stood to take his turn.
“Mrs. McClain, why were ya in Mr. Fry’s place of residence that night?”
Laurey was confused. He had to be kidding, right? “Jud threatened me and then he dragged me down there.”
“So you were there against your will?”
“Yes,” Laurey said strongly, her nerves bubbling up in her gut.
“Then, why is it, Mrs. McClain, that you had sex with Mr. Fry in his smokehouse that night?” The courtroom erupted. Everyone started chattering to each other, shocked to hear that such a good girl like Laurey would do something like that. Curly leaned over the railing and started cursing at the prosecution lawyer who tried to explain that he knew nothing about the fact the defense would be asking anything of the sort. Jud sat with a smirk on his face. Laurey’s nerves were shot. It felt like the room was spinning and she ran from the courtroom, through the whispers that had grown to full-fledged conversation, and began retching anything her stomach had held. Curly was not far behind her and, when he reached her, he rubbed her back, trying to soothe her to get the vomiting to stop.
Andrew Carnes came out of the courthouse and found Curly helping get Laurey cleaned back up. “I’m sorry,” he told them.
“Cain’t ya do nuthin’ ‘bout that? Ya knowed what he said weren’t true!”
“I know, Curly, but Jud’s defense rests on the fact that he loved Laurey. If they prove that she were there willin’, well, then mebbe the cuts and bruises weren’t all they was made out to be.” Curly started to interject, but Mr. Carnes continued. “Now, I knows I was there, but I cain’t stop ‘em from tryin’….Since they’s brought it up, wuld ya like to add to the charges aginst ‘im? Add the rape charge? No use hidin’ it now.”
Curly was pissed off. He had promised to take care of Laurey and this whole thing was turning into one big mess. “What’s the difference?” Curly asked, wondering what an extra charge would do to the case.
“Well, for the assault, jus’ fer the cuts and bruises, he culd go to prison in Kansas City fer a while. If he were convicted of a rape, well, that’s worthy of the gallows in my courtroom,” Carnes admitted.
“Do it,” was Curly’s reply.
Carnes called a recess for the court until the following day on account of Laurey’s illness and announced the addition of the new charge. The town was in an uproar, talking to each other about the case and trying to decide what actually happened. Curly took Laurey home for the night and made sure she was resting. He locked the door to their home, knowing that there were sure to be visitors wanting to know more. But neither he nor Laurey were up for visitors of any kind.
When the trial reconvened the next morning, the courtroom was filled to standing room only. It seemed that the whole town was there to hear what had happened between Laurey and Jud.
Andrew Carnes called the court to order. “I would like to remind the court that this trial is being resumed with charges against the defendant including assault and rape. Defense, you may resume your questioning of Laurey McClain.”
“Thank you,” Jud’s lawyer said as he stood to cross the room to the spot where Laurey sat, back on the stand.
“Are you feelin’ better, Mrs. McClain?”
“I’m fine.”
“Good to hear. Now, we were discussing your encounter with Mr. Fry on the night in question. You asserted that you were in the smokehouse only by force, is that correct?”
“Yes.” Laurey had a stern look on her face.
“So why is it then that you had relations with Mr. Fry in that smokehouse that night?” The room was silent, despite the number of people present. Everyone seemed to be holding their breath, waiting to hear the response.
Laurey’s eyes focused on the ground. She couldn’t even bare to look at Curly and talk about it. “He forced me.”
“I didn’t neither!” Jud screamed, causing the room to burst into whispers again. Mr. Carnes banged his gavel, calling for order, but Jud continued his rant. “You knows we love each other, Laurey! That night was beautiful and you’s my girl!”
“Control your client,” Mr. Carnes ordered, but the lawyer had no control over the raving Jud.
“That’s why you’s has a bebe! We made that bebe! That my bebe!” Jud screamed at her.
“Sheriff, get him out of here!” Mr. Carnes yelled over the commotion.
Even as the sheriff drug Jud from the courtroom and back to his cell, he continued to scream at her, “And then you went and married that Curly! YOU’S A SLUT, MISS LAUREY! A WHORE! NO RESPECTABLE WOMAN WOULD –“ and his rant was cut off by the door slamming shut and he was out of range.
Laurey had collapsed in on herself in uncontrollable sobs. Mr. Carnes called for order, but Curly had rushed to Laurey’s side and taken her into his arms. Jud’s lawyer kept pushing. “Mrs. McClain, who is the father of yer bebe?”
“Shet up, dammit!” Curly screamed at the lawyer, losing control.
“Curly…” Mr. Carnes warned, but Curly didn’t even register his words.
“It’s mine. That my bebe and you can even ask Doc Tyler ‘bout it. The bebe ain’t big enuf to be his, she ain’t been pregnant long enuf! Now back off!”
“ORDER!” Mr. Carnes yelled, but Curly had said his piece.
“Mr. Carnes, can Laurey be done now? This really ain’t good fer the bebe.”
“Yes, son.”
“But your honor!”
“I will not put a young woman and her bebe at risk any longer. Git yer information elsewhere or learn to control your line of questioning,” Mr. Carnes snapped at the defense lawyer.
The trial wore on. Curly was called to the stand and testified to what he saw that night, but the lawyers had to be careful not to take into consideration what Curly gathered had happened and focus strictly on the factual evidence. Doc Tyler was also called to the stand, having been given permission by Laurey and Curly to talk about her records, but, technically, all he could attest to were her injuries and the fact that the baby she carried was in fact not a result of the attack. None of it was proof that it was rape except for Laurey’s accusations.
But Jud was there for none of it. He wasn’t allowed back into the courtroom until he took the stand in his own defense.
“Mr. Fry, would you tell the court in your own words what happened on the night in question?”
“I invited Miss Laurey down to my smokehouse. I heared someone comin’ up on us so I rushed us down the pasture and locked the door keep others out, give us some privacy. And she was a little asceerd, she never being with a man before, but we had quite a good time. It was only ruined ‘cause Curly came and punched me ‘fore I could git back inside and lock the door.” He grumbled this last sentence, irritated that his perfect night had been ruined. “If anybody assaulted anybody else, he assaulted me.” The defense rested and the prosecution took over.
“Mr. Fry, if this night is how you say it was, why is it that Mrs. McClain’s body was covered in cuts and bruises?”
“Things may have gotten a little rough in our excitement….” Laurey hid her face in Curly’s chest.
“And why then, was she tied with a rope to the bed, even in your absence?”
“I couldn’t let her leave…” Jud’s eyes had gone dark. Mumbles started in the courtroom once again.
“And why, Mr. Fry, did you have your knife held to her throat?!” The lawyer’s voice had built in this question until his voice echoed in the room.
“OBJECTION!” screamed the defense lawyer, but before Mr. Carnes could respond to the objection, Jud had answered.
“She had pushed me off and tried to run away! I was so close to having my girl that I couldn’t take it!” Jud had stood from his chair and was yelling back at the prosecution lawyer.
“ORDER! ORDER!” Mr. Carnes commanded. “I have heard all I need to hear. Jud Fry, you are hereby found guilty of all charges laid against you. A sentencing hearing will convene tomorrow morning. Court’s adjourned.”
Laurey could hardly believe her ears the next day when she heard the words come from Andrew Carnes’s mouth. Each lawyer had made a case for their proposed punishment: the defense asking for jail time, the prosecution for death. Both cases were made, but Mr. Carnes had little sympathy for Jud. “Mr. Fry, I have a daughter about Mrs. McClain’s age and I can only imagine what it would be like for her to have to endure something like this. You took something from Mrs. McClain when you attacked her that can never be given back and you have no regrets for it, even believing that the bebe she carries is yours. And while an expert witness has debunked this claim, I can only say, “Thank God for that!”” Jud looked devastated that the baby Laurey carried was not his. He tried to look over to her, but Curly stood in his line of sight. “You are a menace to society, Jud Fry, and our women are not safe around you. I cannot in good conscious send you to jail where you may one day get out to cause more terror. And that is why I rule that gallows shall be erected on the hill outside of town for your execution. Court’s adjourned.”
As the sheriff drug Jud back to cell to wait, Jud looked toward Laurey with helpless eyes. “Miss Laurey, don’t let ‘em do this to me. You knows I love you! Don’t let ‘em kill me!”
Curly turned his back to Jud and held Laurey in his arms, blocking her from Jud’s sight until Jud was drug from the courtroom and was gone.
Author's Note: I apologize for any confusion while I moved some of my chapters around. In case you are confused, if you are a returning reader, Chapter Five is NEW! It wasn't there before! Chapters Six, Seven, Eight, and Nine have just been moved to accomodate this chapter I skipped while I was posting; their content hasn't been changed (they were originally Five, Six, Seven, and Eight). I should be uploading the last chapter or two to this story soon, so I hope you keep checking back!
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