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"Love is when you give a bitch trust and you know you fucked up
Love is when you tell her who you are, but she too stuck up
Love is when you crying on the inside, screaming fuck love
Like what's love?"

~ My man, Majornine boo

~ Liyah POV~ "Police" I heard somebody knock on the door

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~ Liyah POV~
"Police" I heard somebody knock on the door

"Von what you do?" I sighed getting out the bed

"Ian did shit" Von said

"Yes?" I opened the door

"Dayvon Bennet?" The police asked looking at Von

"Who wanna know" Von scrunched his face up and the police sighed

"Step out for me"

"For what?" Von walked out the house and they put his hands behind his back

"Dayvon Bennet, you're being arrested for statutory rape. You have the right to remain silent, anything said can and will be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to a attorney"

"Rape? What the hel-" I said and Von shook his head

"Have a good day ma'am" the other officer nodded his head at me as the other one put Von in the car

"Have a good day ma'am" the other officer nodded his head at me as the other one put Von in the car

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~ Von POV ~
"Goodmorning Mr.Bennet.. I'm detective Miller. I'm just gonna ask you a few questions alright?" A lady walked in as I was sitting with my lawyer

"Aight" I nodded "but imma tell you now ion touch li kids. Ion touch kids at all"

"Okay that's fine I'm just asking questions" she nodded filling out some paperwork

"Do you consent to a recording of our conversation that can be used in the court?" She asked and I looked at my lawyer who nodded

"Yeah I do" I said and she slid me a paper and a pen

"What this is?" My lawyer asked

"Him consenting to the recording"

"Mind if he use his own pen?" he got a pen out his jacket handing it to me and I signed the paper

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