Queen Pin

Prologue

"Shit!" I hear Ricky yell behind me.

I sit and look ahead at the man who just claimed seven years of my life would be spent at Louisiana state penitentiary.

Tears threatening to fall from my hazel eyes. I stare ahead, slowly dying inside thinking of how I'm going to survive for the next seven years.

Lendo Manning.

The fat fucker who just sentenced me to seven years in prison.

Away from my family, my money, and most importantly my man.

Manning is standing up most likely going home to a nice cooked meal while I'm heading to state looking forward to eating ham sandwiches with moldy cheese.

What do rich people eat? Steak, caviar, cauliflower? that vegetarian bullshit is a rich mans version of broccoli, ain't nothing special about that shit only it's color, which makes it privileged broccoli, which only make it more expensive than it should be.

I'm twenty years old, just spent two fucking hours wasting time for a recess that didn't end in my favor...

Most people would call me stupid because of the last two months of my life.

First, one of Ricky's traps gets raided by a few undercover, nosey ass, Narcos.

Sencondly, We all get dragged to the Pigs Pin A.K.A (Police station) and questioned by the man himself, head of Narcs, Dante Jones.

They ended up having to release us after a few phone calls which took nearly six hours, to get in touch with Timothy J.

The lawyer who have worked anonymous cases for celebrities such as 50 cent, Kevin gates, and Amy Winehouse, rest her soul.

Unfortunately, I got caught up in some more bullshit for driving Ricky's car to the store one morning, Range Rover ended up having over twenty pounds
of nose candy in the back.

Long story short, I got convinced to take the blame for the whole crew, and here I am.

About to walk out of my life and into the life of just another female inmate at LSP (Louisiana state penitentiary).

"Look at me baby! Look at me!" Ricky says while leaning over the barrier trying to calm me before I even get out of hand.

I turn and look at him while the gaurd takes handcuffs and make me put them on with hands now behind my back.

"You'll be fine Queen, we'll get you out! I promise!" Ricky says to me he continues to speak but all I hear is Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit.

He might as well hand me a box of lies with a card that says "Here you go baby, made with bullshit and I don't give a fucks."

Ricky said the same shit when I got picked up for a dimebag.
Ended up sitting in county for two weeks.

Only three phone calls from his ass.

"Listen, baby! I got you! We gonna get you out Queen."
When I start to walk away and don't reply he starts to follow me and continue.

"I'm your king." He gets no reply.
"Come on baby say it please! I'm your king!" Still no reply.

I'm about to enter the doors to my new life as an inmate.

"Q-Queen!" Ricky yells.

I just look back at him while the gaurds unlock the door. I then turn my head to walk in.

"Amina!"

The gaurds lead me to county where I will be staying untill tomorrow morning.

I'm going to miss him.
I'm going to miss my family.
Most of all, I'm going to miss the freedom.

All because of Richard Olivarez.

But as much as I hate to say it I still love him...