𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓔𝓷𝓮𝓶𝔂/BOOK 2

One

"Oh, so it's like that. Listen I have the say whether or not you leave here so I advise you to drop the attitude," she said

"Listen miss lady, I was brought here being a victim, my life can't get any worst so I'm going to cooperate but just don't come in here acting like you is Jesus or something. Y'all system is trash and that's why I'm here," I said

"You know what that's all the time we have for today. I will call you back with my decision in thirty minutes. We have a tip from someone on your case and I was just trying to sort some stuff out," she said.

I got up and the guards came in. They walked me back to my cell.

Maybe I shouldn't have done all that but it's like I can't have people disrespecting me anymore. Thinking they know me. All my days of letting people walk over me is over.

I just hope what ever happens Kentrell doesn't go to jail because that tip sounds like some snitched and I wanted to deal with him myself.

"Miss Johnson come," the guard said.

I walked up and she put the cuffs on me again. I followed behind the first one again.

I saw the same lady.

"Okay Mello your almost free to go," she said

"Almost," I asked

"Yeah almost,"

"What do you mean,"

"Because of your reckless behavior we want you to spend one night in actual jail. I wanna open your eyes so that you won't be in here again," she said.

"When will that be,"

"In a an hour you will leave to go there and in the morning at exactly nine o clock you will be on your way home you are allowed to right a letter or call someone and let them know what time to pick you up," she said

I sucked my teeth.

"Don't make me regret this," she said.

I sighed and left. I wrote a letter to Kd.

I started packing the things that I had left and then threw it all on the floor. I ain't finna need none of this shit.

I heard something dangle on the floor and it was the old ring Kentrell had gave me. I smiled a little bit. The shit I did for this ring. I put it in my pocket so I could sell it when I leave. I know it had worth Kentrell isn't a cheap nigga. Everything he got me was real.

An hour had quickly passed and soon I was on my way to jail. Real jail. This ain't no play, play shit but I ain't scared mother fuckers over here be eating ass and shit. Killing with forks.

I walked into the building and got checked. I put the ring on my finger so they would think I stole it as they checked me.

After all of that bull shitting I was finally in the back. Everyone was eating while the guard walked me to my cell. I felt all eyes on me.

These hoes must think I'm scared. I sat in my cell until I heard a familiar voice talking.

"Look at yo dumb ass," Aribian said

I didn't answer her. She was in the cell across from me calling me names. Suddenly, a girl came to me and she smiled.

"Hey," she said

I rolled my eyes.

I ain't planning on saying shit to no one.

"Um, hello," she said