The moment he slammed that gaven on his desk, declaring me free and the case closed, the first person my eyes traveled to was my Dad, he was now standing at the back, his face full of shock and surprise, possibly not knowing what to do now, left in confusion and happiness. My eyes then travelled to Khloe who has her eyes on me already, not trying to hide her emotions, rather expressing them, her hands covering her mouth and tears in her eyes.
She I be worried that I am jumping out of frying pan and into fire?, I don't know this girl, yet she have given me a reason to look up to her, a reason not to compare her to other Blakes out there. The policemen by my side asked me to come out from the counter, taking my hands and unlocking the handcuffs.
As I was about getting past them, the prosecutor was now standing before me, people were still hanging around the law court, I am not focused on what's happening outside of my view for now, rather at the Man standing before me.
“ You know one thing I can say about you Mr Rowan?.... You're reckless, and your recklessness just got you out this time, but be careful because next time, it might pull you down.... Anyways, your confidence through out this situation you fell in is admirable, I apologize for the inconveniences, guess you was always sure it will get to this moment after all....”
He said, bringing his hand forward for a handshake. I took his hand, the bold look still on my feature like all this were nothing, but truly, I was pushed, I was scared at a moment because I have no cards on the table. 
“ Don't try so hard Mr prosecutor, there possibly won't be a next time....”
I confirmed to him, he should keep his hopes high because expectations all leads to disappointment, mostly actually. “ You should be grateful to her, with your cold behavior towards people, I never knew that you can possibly get someone as devoted as this young lady, you really hit the jackpot man..... Take this, Barrett had written it for you to read.”
He turned around and left, handing the paper that ended this case over to me. I closed my eyes, emotions washing through me, but I just want to hide it, I just want to hide it in, people don't have to see me weak, I shouldn't show them weakness.
“ I have kind of known about this study about men, trying to always hold back their emotions even in tough times.... You're the true definition of such Men, but sometimes, you've got to let it go, when the cup is full, you can pour it away and start gathering new drops....”
With my eyes closed, her voice was only sounding inside my head, I knew it was her speaking, I can now recognize her presence, even though what she just said showed weakness in them, it still made a lot of sense, I've got to let go, so there would be space for the new ones to come.
Tears rolled down my cheeks, not caring that she's right there before me, I just let it go, I have to, I know I have to. A hand held my wrist, a hand that felt like a man's, I opened my eyes and it was Dad before me, that smile of encouragement there on his lips.
“ You showed me what it was to be a Man son, Papa here will always be proud of you for that.... Just like I have promised son, I stopped drinking and gambling, whatever that will get your mind at peace, I'm ready to do son, you're worth all the sacrifice, what I had seen today made me regret my past and forgiveness is the only thing I seek from you....”
I brought him in into me, hugging him tight, let go of all the emotions left which I was trying to numb, letting it all go, accepting the fact that Barrett was no more, he was a pussy, he was a fucking pussy, he shouldn't have jumped, I would have saved him, I would've gotten him out of misery, I'm ready to bend backwards for him but he fucking left me, left me where I can't reach him, he's the only friend I have, he's my bro and nothing I won't do for him even though it's stepping out of my path only to have his back, he never gave me the opportunity to reply his emotional message to me, he has Fucking told me he loves me, but never gave me the opportunity to tell him that I love him too.
Holding my Dad's hand by the right and Khloe in my left, we came out of the court, the reporters was swarming around someone I can't see from here, but when they noticed me, they all left that person and rushed after me, that's when I saw her hiding her face in her knees, squatting down, shoulders vibrating slowly, show that she was in tears, it was Blake.
The reporter came, asking different questions from the one they asked when I was coming in, they all wanted to get a comment away from me, the now trending influencer who was charged with double cases, yet came out victorious to both.
I can see Barrett's people leaving, none of them caring about Blake, leaving her behind to suffer what she brought upon herself, as well as anger towards her for being the reason Barrett had to commit suicide. She does deserve what she gets, as much as I found happiness in my win and as well as her downfall, which would probably affect her image in the school, I believe she could at least be forgiven by me, I don't care whether she forgives herself or not because I am not a saint or a righteous young man, I believe in karma and she should as well get the taste of her actions.
I have nothing to tell the reporters apart from a sentence which just came to mind and really matches the energy and emotions of the moment. “ I'm a freeman...”