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Post by GIOVANNA on Oct 21, 2010 14:47:22 GMT -5
Denny's The Same Time
Deacon: How about I meet you?
Brooke exhaled. Damn, he was pissing her off. She was mulling over the legal crap that Denise had left for her, but she had the woman's words ringing in her ears:
"And remember that this scam would not have worked without his participation."
She exhaled as she thought of the excuses she had made for Ridge over the years.
"I really love you, but I have to be with my son."
Her face darkened at that last one, as she thought of the way he had picked Taylor when he thought Bridgette was his.
"I had to do it, Mother was having a heart attack."
She felt a migraine coming on.
Deacon: Brooke? Are you there?
Brooke: Yes, of course I'm here.
Deacon: Well?
Brooke: Ok, I'll let you come over. But all this is is you seeing Hope, right?
She heard a chuckle.
Deacon: Of course. Why-
Brooke: Because I have a lot going on that I need to deal with. I don't need you playing games with me.
Deacon: Tsk, tsk. Trouble in paradise?
Sadist, she thought.
Deacon: Thirty minutes, that's all I ask.
Brooke: Very well. I'll be here.
She clicked off her phone.
Ten Minutes Later
Deacon sauntered in, then noticed his former mother-in-law at the booth. She was looking hot, as usual, but she had a tired expression. He guessed Ridge was making her jump through hoops. He walked over to the table and sat down.
Brooke looked up and forced a smile.
Brooke: Deacon.
Deacon: Hello, Brooke. Worried about meeting me?
Brooke: No. I just have some decisions to make.
Deacon: Ok, I'll make this brief.
You do that, she thought.
Deacon: I'd like to see Hope. Is that a problem?
Brooke: No. I told her that you were sick and getting help.
Deacon: Not badmouthing me, are you?
Brooke: No. If I had known you were in town, I would have gotten some pictures of her.
Deacon: Not your fault, as this is unexpected. However, I have some news.
Brooke: So you said.
Deacon: Steffy came to see me in Vegas.
Brooke: I heard. Any reason why?
Deacon: She wants dirt on you and Hope.
Bitch, Brooke thought.
Brooke: Dammit. Please tell me you didn't.
He smirked and gestured.
Deacon: I told her that I had a price.
Brooke: You bastard. I told you I don't need this.
Deacon: Relax. I told her that if she did what I wanted, I would tell her. My trump card is, I was married to Bridgette when Hope was conceived.
Brooke: She knows that.
Deacon looked surprised.
Deacon: I hinted that I might have something. But I had a price.
He was such a sneaky bastard.
Brooke: What was your price?
Deacon: A marriage license.
Brooke: What?
He smirked.
Deacon: Do the math. I married the little princess.
He had to be kidding.
Brooke stood up, then felt herself go faint.
Brooke: You're kidding.
Deacon: No, I'm not. Look at it as damage control.
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Post by GIOVANNA on Nov 8, 2010 3:12:11 GMT -5
The Jail The Same Time
Thomas sat on his bed in his cell, thoroughly pissed off. He had called his father earlier, and the jerk had bawled him out.
Flashback
Thomas dialed his father's number. There were three rings before he picked up.
Ridge: Hello?
Thomas: Hello, Dad?
Ridge: Oh, Thomas, thank God. We are having a crisis at work and you need to come down.
Thomas: Well, I can't.
Ridge: What do you mean, you can't?
Thomas: I'm in jail.
Ridge: What? Is this a joke?
Thomas felt his eyes water.
Thomas: No, it's not. I went to the DA and tried to get him to arrest that bastard, Spencer.
Ridge: And?
Thomas: The p%ick arrested me instead. How messed up is that?
Ridge: Why?
Thomas: I don't know.
Ridge: So he just arrested you? Like that?
Thomas: Yeah.
Ridge: But why? DAs don't just-
Thomas: Ok, I told him about my trying to scare that bastard Rick off.
Ridge: You did what?
Thomas: I told him about my scaring Rick, and he had me arrested.
Ridge: He can't talk to you without a lawyer. So-
Thomas: Why would I need a lawyer?
Ridge: Well, even though it was Rick's fault you did that crap, it is still illegal.
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Post by GIOVANNA on Dec 6, 2010 22:22:16 GMT -5
Flashback
Ridge: Well, sit tight. I'm going to send Jon down there. Just a question, what does this jerk know?
Thomas: I told him everything. Dates, times, details.
Ridge: Dammit, Thomas! Did you ask for a lawyer?
Thomas: No, should I have?
Ridge: Yes.
Thomas: But you said it was Rick's fault, so why should I need a lawyer?
Ridge: Because we are wealthy, beautiful people and there are certain undesirable elements who want to bring us down. The jealousy factor is very high. Now. You say you didn't ask for a lawyer.
Thomas: That fat bastard asked me if I wanted one.
Ridge: He did.
Thomas: I told him I didn't need one.
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Post by simmiem2 on Dec 7, 2010 9:45:15 GMT -5
"wealthy beautiful people" ?? Hahahah!!! Oh Ridge...you amuse me...
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Post by MissJr on Dec 7, 2010 13:28:26 GMT -5
Yeah, I can't help laughing at Ridge's claim that he and his "fambly" are wealthy, beautiful people who people who inspire envy in lesser mortals. I can think of a nary a member of that messed up family that I would be jealous of. If people want to bring them down, it's only because they want them to pay for their crimes--for once.
As for the Forresters' vaunted wealth, it's hilarious that for all their money, none of them seem particuarly educated or bright. More like educated fools. Why would Thomas run his mouth and then be shocked that he wouldn't be arrested for his crimes? He was even offered the opportunity to get a lawyer and he was so arrogant that he claimed he didn't need one. I hope he rots!
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Post by GIOVANNA on Dec 7, 2010 15:31:29 GMT -5
Yeah, I can't help laughing at Ridge's claim that he and his "fambly" are wealthy, beautiful people who people who inspire envy in lesser mortals. I can think of a nary a member of that messed up family that I would be jealous of. If people want to bring them down, it's only because they want them to pay for their crimes--for once. As for the Forresters' vaunted wealth, it's hilarious that for all their money, none of them seem particuarly educated or bright. More like educated fools. Why would Thomas run his mouth and then be shocked that he wouldn't be arrested for his crimes? He was even offered the opportunity to get a lawyer and he was so arrogant that he claimed he didn't need one. I hope he rots! Thanks for your comments. And yes, that whole family is stupid. But I remember all the whining Thomas did when he tried to blow Rick up and how it was all Rick's fault, because he, Rick, made the brat sick. And them we have Ridge and Taylor saying crap like, "We understand," "Our son can't go to jail," and "Rick's already taken one child, we can't let him take another," blah, blah, blah.
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Post by GIOVANNA on Jan 29, 2011 21:26:19 GMT -5
The Jail Present
Thomas sat on the cot in his cell, thinking that he would kill for a set of earplugs as well as a nose-plug. This place was his definition of hell on earth, what with the stench and the noise.
Man, I do not belong here, he thought. Then he heard a noise and looked up to see Jonathon, the old fart who represented his family. He got up.
Jon: Hello, Thomas.
Thomas: Mr. Young.
Jon: How are you holding up?
Thomas: You're kidding, right? This place sucks. Get me out of here.
Jon exhaled.
Jon: I'm here to see that you're arraigned and released on bond.
Thomas: Good, then, what are we waiting for?
Jon: We go before a judge.
Thomas: Ok, fine, we can pay the bastard off.
Jon: I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
Thomas: Why?
Jon: Bribery is a felony.
Thomas: Whatever.
Jon: Ok, what are you being charged with?
Thomas: Nothing major. As my dad said, this DA is jealous and wants to bring me down.
Jon: Seriously.
Thomas: Oh, he said something about arson and attempted murder, then destruction of property.
Jon: Based on what?
Thomas: What do you mean?
Jon: Does he have any-
Thomas: I confessed.
Jon cursed to himself.
Jon: You didn't.
Thomas: Yeah, I did. But I also told him that it was Rick's fault.
Jon: Dammit.
Thomas: Why, is that bad?
Jon: You confessed to two crimes to a DA, yes, it's bad. Did you have a lawyer present?
Thomas: No.
Jon: Well, I'll run with that.
Arraignment Ten Minutes Later
Nate Preston sat at the prosecution table, ready to rumble. The sooner he locked up the Forrester firebug, the easier he was going to sleep. He glanced over at the little freak and his dried-up prune of a lawyer.
Judge Roberts entered and sat down.
Roberts: Ok, Thomas Hayes Forrester, one count of arson in the second degree, one count of attempted murder in the first degree with an explosive, making it special circumstances and destruction of property. We are here to discuss bail.
Nate rose.
Nate: Nate Preston for the city of Los Angeles.
Roberts: Mr. Preston.
Nate: Your Honor. The defendant, Thomas Forrester, walked into my office and confessed, of his own volition, of his setting a fire to a private residence as well as setting an explosive in a car. Being as Mr. Forrester is from a wealthy family and has access to a private jet and a passport, the people move that he be held without bail.
The judge's eyes widened and he cleared his throat.
Roberts: Mr. Preston.
Nate: Yes?
Roberts: This offense happened over a year ago. Why am I hearing about it now?
Nate: No charges were filed.
Jon: Your honor.
Roberts: Mr. Young.
Jon: My client has strong ties to the community and no prior offenses. We move that he be released to the care of his parents.
Nate: You're serious?
Jon: Yes. The Forresters are a prominent family with-
Nate: Numerous crimes they have yet to be charged with. Little Thomas bragged about blowing up a car because he didn't like the victim. I have an intrepid that I do not want to replace just because some punk has a beef with me.
Roberts: Mr. Preston, this is an arraignment, not a trial.
Nate: Even so, the defendant has the means and motives to flee.
Jon: My client's family will make sure he stays put.
Nate snorted.
Nate: Mr. Forrester's father was under suspicion for an offense involving a firearm and his mama put him on a plane to Paris while another man was charged with the crime. I have no doubt Grandma dynamite will do the same for her grandson.
Thomas: Punk-ass bitch.
Roberts exhaled.
Roberts: Young man, please stand up.
Thomas rose.
Roberts: Did you confess to the charges against you?
Thomas: Yeah, I did. They aren't my fault, I was driven to them.
Roberts shook his head.
Roberts: Mr. Young, why would you advise your client to-
Jon: I didn't, your honor. Mr. Forrester had this meeting with Mr. Preston without my knowledge.
Roberts: Mr. Preston, did you speak with this young man without an attorney?
Nate: I informed Mr. Forrester that arson and setting a bomb were both felonies. He sassed me, saying that I couldn't touch him. I asked him to leave, but he asked me if I wanted to know how he did it. I told him, point blank, that he needed a lawyer, and he refused. I asked him if he wanted a lawyer at least twice and he said no. I did everything short of drawing a road map and calling legal aid, but he said no. I also have his confession on tape in which he informed me that he didn't need a lawyer.
Roberts: Young man, is this true?
Thomas: What?
Roberts: Did Mr. Preston ask you if you wanted a lawyer?
Thomas: Yeah, so?
Roberts: And you chose to confess to arson and attempted murder involving an explosive?
Thomas: Yes. What is it with you people, we Forresters are different, we handle these matters in house. Besides, I was driven to it.
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Post by GIOVANNA on Jan 31, 2011 3:24:45 GMT -5
Arraignment Court The Same Time
Roberts: You were driven to it.
Thomas: I was, your honor. That bastard Rick made me sick. He screwed my mother and my two sisters. I had to do something.
Roberts: Who is Rick?
Thomas: That whore's son.
Nate: Eric Forrester, Junior, your honor. The victim in this case.
Thomas snorted.
Nate: Mr. Forrester confessed to blowing up his car.
Roberts: Forrester. Is he a relative?
Nate: He's Eric Forrester and Brooke Forrester's son.
Roberts: And this defendant is-
Nate: The son of Ridge Forrester and Taylor Hayes. Ridge is Eric's stepson.
Roberts: What kind of messed up family do these young men come from? One gets involved with his nieces, the other sets fires.
Thomas glared at him.
Thomas: Rick should be in jail.
Roberts: For what?
Thomas: Being a pervert.
Roberts: Being sleazy isn't illegal. Now, setting bombs-
Thomas: I was driven to it.
Roberts: Be quiet. Mr. Preston, does ATF know about this?
Nate: No, your honor. My priority is getting Mr. Forrester off the street before giving the feds the heads-up. If this defendant knows the feds are interested, he will skip town in a heartbeat.
Thomas started to shake.
Thomas: What does he mean, the feds?
Jon: Your honor-
Roberts: Mr. Young?
Jon: May I speak with my client?
Roberts: You may, when you visit him in lock-up. Based on his unrepentant comments and the use of an explosive, I am granting Mr. Preston's request. Your client is to be held pending trial. And if he is smart, he may want to talk plea.
Thomas: No. I'm not going to jail.
Roberts: I will have you placed in solitary confinement, unless Mr. Preston has a problem with that.
Thomas: You can't do this.
Roberts: Young man, I am bending over backwards in this case.
Thomas: Fine, send me home.
Roberts: Doesn't work that way.
Thomas: How much to make this go away?
Roberts: Excuse me?
Jon: For God's sake, Thomas, be quiet.
Thomas: No, you be quiet. He can't-
Roberts: I just did. And for the record, while we are on the subject of what one "Can't" do, you can't just run around, setting fires and blowing up cars because you're mad at someone.
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Post by GIOVANNA on Nov 15, 2011 3:53:49 GMT -5
Arraignment Court The Same Time
Thomas: The hell I can't.
Roberts: Mr. Young, please control your client.
Jon: Thomas, sit down.
Thomas: Are you listening to me? I was driven to do what I did.
Roberts: Blaming the victim? Well, that's a new one.
Thomas: Rick is no victim.
Roberts: Young man, sit down. I am agreeing to Mr. Preston's request.
Thomas: What request?
Roberts: I am denying bail. Which means, you are staying in jail pending trial.
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Post by lalogan on Dec 25, 2011 8:43:09 GMT -5
Hehe!! Go, Judge Roberts...throw the book at that felonious punk!!
I can just see Grandma Fang's head exploding when she finds out that her prized grandson is in jail...in solitary confinement, no less!
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Post by GIOVANNA on Dec 25, 2011 15:55:07 GMT -5
Hehe!! Go, Judge Roberts...throw the book at that felonious punk!! I can just see Grandma Fang's head exploding when she finds out that her prized grandson is in jail...in solitary confinement, no less! Not to mention Ridge and Taylor's. Don't you wonder how they are going to blame Brooke on this one?
I am not familiar with solitary confinement, but I have a feeling it is preferable to being in the general population if you are a pampered little punk like Sparky.
Thanks for your comments.
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Post by GIOVANNA on Dec 25, 2011 20:57:26 GMT -5
Forrester Creations, The Lobby An Hour Later
Jonathon leaned against the wall, waiting for the elevator. To say he was having a rotten day would have been an understatement.
Flashback
Roberts: Mr. Preston?
Preston: Your honor.
Roberts: Do you have any objections with this defendant being in solitary?
Preston: None, I just want him off the streets.
And so the bailiff had escorted Thomas to the lockup. Jon shook his head, thinking of the noise Thomas had made. He screamed and cursed all the way to the door.
Jon felt a migraine coming on. He was dreading the conversation he would be having with that brat's grandmother.
As if on cue, the elevator opened and Stephanie stepped out.
Stephanie: Jon.
Jon: Hello, Stephanie.
Stephanie: Do you have the annulment papers for Steffy?
Jon: No.
She narrowed her eyes.
Stephanie: And why not?
Jon: Deacon Sharpe is the least of your problems.
Stephanie: Nonsense.
He coughed.
Jon: You have a more serious problem with Thomas.
Stephanie: Excuse me?
Jon: Thomas is in jail.
Stephanie stared at him.
Surely he wasn't serious.
Stephanie: What did you say?
Jon: I'm not going to beat around the bush. Thomas confessed to the attempts on Rick's life and the DA had him arrested.
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