KAYNE
I walked into the visitation room and saw my lawyer, Marie Davis, sitting down with her brown briefcase to her side. She smiled as I sat down at the table. Marie was a family friend and she was currently one of the top 5 best lawyers in the U.S. I was proud of her,definitely. We were very close when I was out of this hell hole and we still are.
"Alright Kayne. Let's get down to business. I can possibly get you out of here but it's going to be a long process. The charges they have on you are serious and it would take a lot of hardcore evidence that proves you aren't guilty for you to get out." She said seriously.
I put my head in my hands. Dante really fucked my life up. I didn't kill anybody. All I did was rob whatever riches they had and dipped. Dante did all the killing.
"Marie, you know none of this was not me. Me killing a little ass girl? Come the fuck on" I said hinting at my growing belly.
"Kayne, I know. But Dante paid very good money to have all the evidence, all the eyes pointed at you. Money that I can't counteract." she said raising her hands.
"I know you can figure out something, Marie. I believe in you. But how's my mother?" I asked her, hoping for good news.
"She's doing a little better. I'm going to see if I can get you out of here to visit her." She smiled.
"Great. What about Dante?"
"I don't know anything." She said but I could tell she was lying.
"Marie don't lie to me. I can take the truth."
She looked at me for a little before replying.
"Dante has a new girl" she mumbled.
I got up, not saying a word, and went back into the jail. I walked all the way to my jail cell and got in my bed. I put my blanket over my head and began crying.
Was Dante just trying to get rid of me this whole time? That must be the reason he did all this. But over a bitch? I still don't get it. We were going so good and we were planning our wedding and planning to have kids.
"You alright Kayne" I heard someone ask as they touched my shoulder through the blanket.
I nodded my head and the person stopped touching me. I knew the person wasn't gone, I still felt it's presence.
I took off the covers and turned to face the person and it was Handara. She smiled at me sympathetically.
"What's wrong?" she asked
"Nothing I wanna talk about. But you feel better?" I replied sniffling.
She nodded. "I'm here if you need me Kayne"
I nodded and closed my eyes. I promised myself I wouldn't let anymore tears fall for Dante ever. I took a 2 hour nap and when I awoke this person was just staring at me.
"Who the fuck are you and why you just staring at me bitch?" I said rubbing my eyes.
"Im Chanel and I'm new here. I heard your big boss in here right? I'm just letting you know I'll be taking your crown soon." She said smirking evilly.
I quickly got up and locked my jail cell. I put down my homemade blinds I made from paper towels and smirked at her. I've been yearning to release all this anger.
"Oh yeah? You think you'll be taking MY crown that I worked hard for?" I said running my hands along her long blonde hair.
"Hell yeah. Just wait and see" she said smirking at me.
I laughed and punched her in her face. She flew back onto Handara's bed and held her nose. I grabbed the rope and tied her to the bed of course she struggled but I handled her. I went over to my tools and picked up my favorite, the exacto knife. I loved this thing because I could carve writings into their face like different words and shit.
I went over to her and she looked at me with fear and she began wriggling in her bed and screaming. I slapped her and she got quiet quick but she started crying. The thing I loved to see was the fear in people's eyes. It gave me power.
"Baby you shouldn't have threatened me like that. I don't play about my crown" I said shaking my head.
I went to get some dirty old panties from my drawer and stuck them in her mouth so she wouldn't scream. I straddled her and began writing on her forehead. Of course she screamed loudly I knew this shit hurt. After I was done I went to her neck and began writing. I didn't press hard enough to touch arteries but I could've. Then I went to her stomach and drew some stuff there too.
After I was done I smiled and admired my work. Well that built up anger is gone. I went to get a wet wipe and clean her off. She was still crying and I slapped her again and she began to get quiet. After I was done I untied her and kicked her out my jail cell.
If only she could've been Dante.
DANTE
I couldn't let her stay in public anymore. I had to put her somewhere safe like jail. I knew she would thrive in there with her crazy ass so that was the best place. The people that were after me were ruthless and they wouldn't let up. I couldn't keep her out here any longer so I had to do what I did for her protection.
I love Kayne with all my heart and I will do whatever it is I have to do to protect her. She most likely hates me now but she won't anymore after she knows what I did for her. I had to separate us. I have to make her hate me so she will leave me for a better guy. One who won't destroy her life.
That was another reason why I had to do what I did. So she'd move on. I exhaled the smoke from my blunt and sat back. Kayne was always on my mind 24/7 and I'm always looking to protect her so I sent a couple girls in jail to look out for her and I always got daily reports on how she was doing. Supposedly she's thriving in jail, she's on the top and everyone respects her. Just how I expected.
"Baby are you hungry" this chick I just fucked asked.
"Didn't I tell you to not call me that shit" I yelled at her.
Everytime someone calls me baby, bae, boo, babe or any of that relationship type shit I instantly get mad. It reminds me of Kayne everytime.
"I'm sorry" she said putting her head down.
"You lucky you got good pussy because I would've kicked you out already" I mumbled inhaling smoke from my blunt.
"Are you hungry" she asked again.
"Are you cooking?" I replied
"Yes" she said confused.
"Then no. I'm not hungry"
Her cooking tasted like crap. The only reason I even entertained her stupid ass was because it took my mind off Kayne. I think about her so much I get a headache. I've never been so sprung about a girl.
ANONYMOUS
I'm gonna get him and her. They both think they're King and Queen. They think they could kill my family and get away with that shit. I'm coming after both of them.
I don't give a fuck about anything no more. The pain I go through from losing my wife and kid is something I'll never get over.
She thinks she can prance around prison and rule it? I'll show her. I have a little but big surprise for her.
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