Chapter 5

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They had the three of us in separate cells, but I was still pressed about the situation since Karma was still visible to me. They left the three of us sitting inside of our cells for hours, so all I had to look at was Karma and the walls surrounding me. I felt like I was going crazy. I was trapped in between these walls and the only thing that would free me was so simple, yet so small. All I needed was a key to free me, but no matter how simple a key seemed to be, I didn't have access to one.

I just can't wrap my mind around Money's sanity. I don't know how he didn't go crazy being locked up for six years, but that mother fucker deserves it. He left me for dead as we waited on the officers. He waited by Karma's side and even helped her clean the blood off of her body. Not once did he even acknowledge my existence. It's like I wasn't even in the room. It's like they were the only two that mattered in that room, but it's all right.

I should've listened to Micah when he told me Money wasn't shit. I've seen first hand just how detrimental Money can be, but I've stayed with him despite all the wrong he's caused me. There's no doubt in my mind that I love this man with everything in me, but I was really starting to question just how much I loved him these days.

But besides questioning my own love for him, I questioned his love for me. He tells me he loves me all the time, but actions speak louder than words and I just can't seem to find the love these days. He treats me as if I'm some random hoe; as if I'm not his wife that held him down while he was locked up and helped him stack his money so that we'd be able to live comfortable once he's released. I did all of that, not Karma. The whole time he was locked up, all she did was nag and complain and bring drama to the table every time she saw him.

And now he's treating me like I've never done anything for him. I was there for him when all of his family walked away from him. I was there through it all, but I'm not going to be around much longer. It's only so long I'll be able to take constantly being disrespected and disregarded like I'm not important. Since he wants Karma that badly, then he can have her because the two of them deserve each other. 

"Maverick! Maverick!"

My head popped up at the sound of my last name and I quickly jolted over to the bars that separated me from living a normal life. I stuck my hand in between the bars and waved to the officer, who's keys I could hear jingling down the hallway.

"Here! I'm right here!" I screamed.

I pressed my face against the bars so I could get a better view down the hallway. The officer was some old, grey haired white man that looked too tired and worn out to be working this late. He stopped walking once he got in between me and Money's cells. Money was right beside me, but he hadn't spoken to me since we all got here. The only reason I knew he was here was because he was talking to Karma.

"Oh, it seems like we have two Maverick's back here. It's a husband and wife duo. What in the Bonnie and Clyde is going on," he chuckled as he looked down at the clipboard in his hands. 

"You prolly lookin' for me," Money spoke up. "I'm sure the person I called already paid my fine."

"Actually, no, they didn't sir. But your wife's fine was paid and she's free to go."

"What? Who the hell paid her fine?"

The officer walked over to my cell and began searching for the key to unlock my cell on the large ring of keys he was wearing on his hip. "I'm not at liberty to discuss that sir."

"What about my fine? Did anybody pay mine?" Karma asked, but the officer shook his head.

"No. If somebody paid you all's fine, I would've come back here and got y'all like I'm doing her. So clearly it wasn't done, so stop asking," he said as he unlocked my cell and pushed the door back wide enough for me to exit. "But lucky for the two of you, you'll be spending the night here since she was the last person to get bailed out tonight."

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