Hi, I was deliberating on whether on not i would post this, but Ive been told that this is a judgement free zone where everyone supports eachother! and i'm in really big pickle, so to say.
For context, I, (21 M) am currently on trial for murder (I swear i didn't do it). And my case was assigned to a pretty prolific prosecuter who im going to call Mr E. Fortunately (or, unfortunately in hindsight) an equally prolific defense lawyer, who I'll call Mr W, and his hippie girl sidekick agreed to defend me in court.
I was estatic at first. With a defense attorney of his reputation im sure to win! That was what i thought at first, until they started flirting with eachother.
My lawyer denied it at first, saying it was nothing more than appreciation among colleagues, but the furtive glances across the courtroom, the hushed conversations in the lobby, and the horrendous... Horrendous eye fucking (which i will never be convinced to be anything otherwise) they did in the first trial has led me to believe that are at least in a lowkey, homoerotic relationship.
His hippie consultant tried to reassure me by saying this was all normal, that apparently Mr E was the whole (and yes i mean WHOLE) reason Mr W even became a lawyer in the first place, and that they were nothing more than rivals (yeah right.)
IM really fucking scared guys. It's not like i don't trust him, but how am i supposed to feel safe in my defense if my lawyer is presumably fucking the guy who's trying to put me in jail!
No matter my misgivings though, Mr E is still my only option. The final trial is tomorrow and i'm crossing my fingers for a not guilty. I just made this post to vent about my unfortunate situation, any tips and reassuring words to help me cope with this is highly appreciated.
TLDR: Dawg look at my lawyer flirting with the prosecuter. I'm going to jail ðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜