The Limits of Forever

Chapter 32- Jail

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The man pulls me through the police station and stops at his desk.

'Is there anyone you want to call?' He asks.

'Mmh nope.' I say

'You sure?'

I nod. 'Yup.'

'Okay well pass me your possessions.'

He holds out his hand and I take out my phone.

'You might want my keys.' I say as I pull them out from my bra strap. 'They can do damage.'

I drop them into his hand and he drops them in a box and locks it with a key.

'Come on.' He says as he takes my elbow again and leads me towards a cell.

I let him lead me, only because I can't walk straight right now.

'Wait.' I say just as we approach an empty cell. 'I know who to call.'

He turns to me. 'Who?'

'That's not any of your business.' I place my hands on my hips. 'Take me to the phone.'

He sighs and mutters something under his breath before leading me towards the phone on the far wall.

There's a fish tank next to it, so I bend down and whisper, 'Sorry for killing your friends.'

I don't really think they understand me, but the policeman does.

He clears his throat. 'Please make your call ma'am.'

I turned to him. 'Stop calling me ma'am, I'm not eighty.'

He folds his hand behind his back. 'Okay ma'am.'

I glare at him.

He raises his eyebrows at me and I turn to reach for the phone.

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I'm hoping that when I open my eyes I'm not drunk anymore, but, I doubt that's how it works.

When I do open my eyes, the room is way too bright and my feet feel cold.

I look down.

'Where are my shoes?' I mutter under my breath.

I stretch my arms up and walk towards the entrance to my cell.

I can hear people talking at the end of the room, but I can't see them.

The bars are too close together for me to stick my head out, so I call instead. 'Hello.' I say

The conversation dies down and I hear footsteps walking towards me.

Someone stops directly outside of my cell. Dark hair, dark eyes, broad shoulders. Sebastian.

'Ew you.' I say with a sigh.

He looks at me. 'What is wrong with you?'

'Why do you keep asking me that? Why are you here?'

'Alexis, you called me.'

'I certainly did not.'

'You did. I remember quite vividly you making me pay for the call.'