If It's Meant To Be....(unedited)

Chapter 8

HERE'S THE LASTEST CHAPTER! PICTURE OF LADY ON THE SIDE!!

ASIA'S P.O.V.

As soon as I got the phone call Marshall and I with the kids are on the plane to New York. They arrested her! I'm so livid I'm having a hard time of controlling my anger. "Asia." Marshall whispered to me. "You're killing my hand." Instantly I release the hold I had on his hand. "Sorry babe." I take a breath to try and calm down but nothing is helping though. Everything is setting me off right now.

Like someone is breathing so damn hard its ridiculous. "I don't know who's breathing that hard but stop. Its like you're trying to get on my nerves." The plane erupted with laughter. It was so contagious I couldn't help but to laugh along. "Why are you guys laughing?" Laney took a breath to calm down a bit. "You were the one breathing hard." That causes a whole new round of laughter. "Sorry guys. I'm so mad I'm stressing myself out." Marshall leans over and kisses me on the side of my head. Sleep is most likely the best option so I lay my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.

CURTIS' P.O.V.

This is some bullshit! Arresting my wife for assault? I knew this shit was wrong off the top. I had my lawyers file the request for dismissal before she was even booked in. So now Dean and I are waiting outside for her to be released. No way they can make something like this stick.

I see one of the lawyers hurrying down the stairs towards us. He was so out of breath by the time he reached us. He was basically waving for us to come. "Court now" was all he got out before he took off running back up the stairs. We didn't need further explanation as we ran after him.

We had just reached our seats when the Judge walked into the courtroom. "This court is called into order. We have the state of New York versus Mykaela Unique Jackson. As I understand it Mrs. Jackson has pled not guilty." She looks up from her desk at both parties. Once they confirm she continues. "Now I see that we have a request for dismissal on this case." Myk's lawyer stands at this time. "Yes your honor. Mr. Smith was trespassing on the private property-" The D.A. then stands trying to object but got interrupted. "As the prosecution was going to say the property is owned by the state. Well it was." Even from behind the lawyer I could see his smile. "You see your honor A to O bought the property from the state and escrow closed the day before the party. Making the location private property."

Honestly my jaw hit the floor. I had no idea there was an A to O opening here. "Well with this new piece of evidence I have no other choice but to release Mrs. Jackson. Ma'am you are free to go." I have never seen my wife move so fast. The Judge hadn't hit the gavel yet when, like a flash, she is through the small swinging door and in my arms. It was only one night! I have to be honest though I missed her like flowers would miss water. "I missed you. So much Wifey." I made sure to whisper so only she could here. I heard a sniffle and knew she was crying. She finally pulls back. "I don't like jail." I couldn't help but to laugh as I wipe tears from her face. "Yeah, I know its no fun." Dean put his arm on my shoulder. "We really should go. News is spreading that Myk's out." I nod put my arm around Myk's shoulder and follow Dean out.

MYKAELA'S P.O.V.

Chaotic. That is the only word that explains the situation outside. It is very hard to believe Curtis when he says that no one was out here when he came in. There are so many cameras flashing right in our faces. For heavens sake its daylight out and the flashes are still brighter than the sun. Its ridiculous. Twenty minutes. That is the time it took for us to get from the door to the car.

Half way home Curtis' phone rings. "Hey Em.....Naw released.....Okay we'll meet you at Big Momma's house." I look over to him waiting for him to tell me what that is about. He just shakes his head at me pointing to his ear. I have no idea what that is suppose to mean so I keep quiet. I have no idea who Big Momma is either. Obviously he has his reasons to keep quite.