Too Many Years [Dak Prescott]

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1 year later
Dak

I had just made it back to Louisiana. I had some great news to tell Kayla. I had gotten her transfered to a jail closer to mine and her people. I walked in and the lady knew who I was so she let me in.

"Where's Dreamah?" She asked talking my phone and stuff.

"She is with her grand dad today." I said.

"Just 5 months left and she'll be home." She said.

"Yes ma'am we cant wait." I said.

"3rd door on the left." She said.

I walked down the firmilar hallway and went into the visitation room. I sat down and waited for the guard to bring Kayla in. She came in and she had her face down. She sat down and finally looked up. She had a swollen lip and black eye and cuts on her face.

"What the hell happend?" I asked the guard.

"Her and a few other prisoners got into it." He said.

"So y'all let her get jumped?" I yelled.

"Dak calm down." She said.

"No I did not get you transfered to be beaten on." I said.

"Sir there is nothing we can do." The guard said.

"Bullshit bruh Kayla you alright." I asked.

"I'm fine." She said.

I sat down and looked at my beaten girlfriend. It made my blood boil. What type of shit is this.

"What you been up to?" She asked.

"I got some good news." I said.

"What's that?" She said.

"I got drafted." I said.

"The army?!" She said.

"No the NFL, i'm going to play for Dallas." I said.

"I'm proud of  you baby." She said but I could tell something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"You moving to Texas." She said.

"And you will too when you get out. Only 5 more months." I said.

"You gone wait that long?" She asked.

"I have waited almost 4 years. I'm not leaving now. I will be here when you get out." I said.

"Promise." She said.

"I promise I got you."