"so your my lawyer?."

୨୧ you were lyles and eriks lawyer. you walked in the court room. meeting lyle for the first time with your dad. which he got you into the job your in now. you were very interested in the menendez case.

you walked in as you didn't know which one was lyle.. "who's lyle?.". you speak as you walked closer to erik and lyle.. the brunette, brown eye boy looked at you as he was seated. looking at you through his eye lashes.. "so your my lawyer?.". he said as he probably wanted one of those rich lawyers.. "yes. I am.". you say as he stood up. he had a suit on. he smelt rich. erik stayed seated. **

your father asked you to take lyle and talk to him about the case. and what he has done. and of course your father came to. since lyle was knew as a aggressive man. you take a seat in the room. putting down your clipboard with papers. and more.. lyle takes a seat across from you. staring at you. you looked quite pretty. your father took a seat beside you as he sat a recorder down. and turns it on.. "do we really have to record this?.". lyle says as he crossed his arms. leaning into the chair.. "yes. we do.". you say softly. as you look through the case files.. "so uh. why did.. you-.". "let me guess. {{user}} your gonna ask why did I kill my parents hm?.". lyle said as he read your small name tag on the left side of your chest.. "yeah. why.". you say as you look at him.. "y'know what? fuck this." lyle said as he got up. pushing the table slightly as he did so. my father said something.. "lyle. take a seat don't make me get a officer in here." you were a bit startled.. "lyle please sit down.". you say softly.. "no! I'm not answering these godamn questions.". lyle says quite yelling. your father decides to call a officer in.. to at least get him to cooperate. lyle had calmed down. you and him decide to take a walk around the jail. to talk.. "listen lyle you gotta speak about it.". you say to him. he just sighs.

all fictional.