The Wrath Of Rex Grayson

Chapter 3

As she waited for the lawyer's call, Chelsea sat with her family. She kept pacing the room, her hands shaking and her heart pounding against her chest. 

Selena broke the tension, saying, "You should have gone to court to show your support. The love of your life just gave his life to save your crazy brother."

Chelsea turned and stopped pacing around.

She screamed, "Stop talking if you don't know what the word 'family' means to you!" 

Her phone rang, it was finally the lawyer and she answered it In a flash.

"Okay, thank you," and turned to face the family.

"They gave him five years," she announced. 

"That's great, better than ten years," Miguel joked and grabbed himself some wine as if the news he received was worth celebrating.

Chelsea looked away, not sure how to react. Five years was a lot of years for her to wait for a man. She always wanted to get married in her twenties.

"So Chelsea are you back on the market?" her stepmother smiled.

Chelsea glared at her and walked out of the room.

At the courthouse, Rex sat in his chair as he waited to be escorted to the prison to start his five-year sentence.

His family were allowed to say goodbye but his mind was elsewhere and he could not hear what his father was saying.

"Rex? Rex?" he finally snapped out of his thoughts.

"Chelsea?" he asked.

"She is not feeling very well and could not make it," his sister replied.

"Oooh," Rex gasped, uncertain how to react.

His family was still in the dark and were unaware that he accepted responsibility for the accident that he did not cause. He intended to inform them after the ruling, which, in Chelsea's words, would be a year but after hearing five years, he was at a loss.

Even if she was truly unwell, she could have sent the brother he gave his life for, he thought.

The officers approached the family, urging them to wrap up. It was time to move Rex to the transferring vehicle. 

Sidney, Rex's sister, began crying. They were dependent on Rex, he was their sole breadwinner.

She persisted in sobbing, "No, this is not right."

 Without addressing his family or making eye contact, Rex stood up. He had made a huge mistake by agreeing to shoulder the blame, it began to dawn on him. However, it was too late to speak up. 

"Rex!" As they led him outside, his sister screamed.

He was just about to get in the car when Chelsea popped up out of nowhere.

She shouted out, "My Rex, my Rex," she wore a headscarf and large, dark sunglasses.

The police officers shoved her away, instructing her to get out of their way.

Rex looked up. 

"I will find a way to get you out, my love. Don't worry," she promised him.

Rex stared at her, the sunglasses made it difficult for him to see whether she meant the words or not.

"Move!" the officer said from behind him.

Rex looked away and got into the vehicle.

He was going to be punished for a crime he did not commit by serving five years. Even if he was released on good behavior, his name would still be stained because he was a convicted criminal in the eyes of the law. 

He wouldn't get a job, and Chelsea waiting for him would be a miracle. Her lack of attendance at the trial and the disappearance of the foolish brother that he last saw before the car flipped gave him a hint.

He kept beating himself up as the car drove off, drowning in self-pity, when the car abruptly stopped as it approached the prison gate, sending a screeching sound that startled him out of his reverie.

He looked around at the officers that sat in the back with him, they were as confused as he was.

One of them radioed the officer driving but he was blank too 

"Get out of the Vehicle Now!" a voice yelled from outside.

Rex's heart began beating fast, his eyes peering about trying to understand what was going on.

The officer seated next to him received an order from his Radio and quickly opened the door.

Rex looked up to find Men dressed in all black. 

Once inside, they gave everyone the command to exit the vehicle. 

Rex couldn't keep up with what was going on because it was all happening so fast. 

They pushed him to the ground outside the car together with the officers and they were instructed not to look up as he and the other officers were searched.

Rex's eyes, nevertheless, were frantically scanning the area in search of an exit. 

A nightmare that began on his wedding day was developing into a night terror.

As soon as he heard more footsteps walking toward him, he shut his eyes and covered his face.

Big hands pulled on his hair and lifted his head. 

"Who is this?" An icy voice asked the officers."

"A convicted reckless driver," the officer lying next to Rex replied.

"Holy shit!" the voice said, the second he glanced at Rex's face.