𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧 • 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐨 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐳

Lejos

! Mention of season 3 spoilers !

The officers dragged me into the station as if I was some type of rag doll and tossed me in a interrogation room, cuffing me to the table and leaving me alone. They didn't even let clean myself, still wearing the bloody clothes. I knew that they were staring me down from the other side of that mirror, waiting. Finally, they showed up, walking in ever so slowly. Two men walked in. Wonderful, men.

"Marisol Fernanda Reyes." One detective slams the file onto the table. "You got a history, well your family." He skims through the papers. "Mother was murdered, ouch, your brother Angel Ignacio Reyes, arrested for a bunch of aggravated assaults, and this one wow," he chuckles. I kept my cool, even though I wanted to jump his ass. "Your other brother, Ezekiel Reyes, murder a fellow cop. I see that it runs in the family." He leans in, trying to be all nice. If i had the chance, i would slap him, even spit on him. "Listen Marisol, can I call you Mari?" I said nothing. "Okay, you know you killed Roberto right?" Bluffing, he's bluffing. He's was trying too hard.

"I saw that you had a restraining order from him, I get it, you let him in, talked things over and he probably said something you didn't like so you both fought and you shot him, right? I mean hey! I would too if my wife was like that." I leaned in closer to them.

"I bet your wife would be happy to hear what you said." They wanted me to say more, waiting for to slip up. "But Im not saying shit." I fell back, looking at them.

"Come Marisol, we can help you, just tell us why you shot him."

"I think I want a lawyer." My magic words, their nightmare. Someone else comes in.

"I hope you're not trying to put words in my clients mouth." She looks at the two men. "Marisol Reyes, i am your attorney, your brother Ezekiel sent me." They slammed their hands on table and walked out.

"I didn't kill him." I turned to her. She takes a seat besides me. "He was drunk, entered my home, and then tried to kill me, I did what I had to. I was going die if I let him."

"Thats good, he was trespassing, and he was ignoring his reinstating order, we can also charge him with attempted murder." She looks at me. "Did they take you to the hospital?"

"No, they said that i killed Roberto and had to take me in." She stands up, tapping the glass. The detectives walked back in.

"You're going to uncuff my client, and I recommend calling in an ambulance, you have violated the steps. Shes a victim and she needs to be checked." One of them rolled his eyes and walks to me, uncuffing me. I rubbed my wrists from the pressure of the cuffs. They had transferred me into a ambulance and took me to the hospital. I had to have 15 stitches to my head and 6 on my arm. Isabel, my attorney, stayed with me with everything they had been doing to me. The same detectives showed up and showed us the cuffs. "Is that even necessary? My client isn't even a threat."

"Precautions, you know." I was then cuffed to the bed. "Dont get too comfy." One of them said as the walked out. I saw Ez, Angel, Coco and Leti running in. I felt so much better.

"Thank you Isabel." Ez thanks her. She nods her head and left the room to give us a moment. Everyone was so close to me, asking me if I'm okay.

"The fuck happened?"

"Roberto happened, I shot him." I kinda knew in a way that I wasn't going home today. "Listen to me carefully, whatever happens, go along with it. Don't do stupid shit that will end your asses in jail. Let this go through, I didn't do anything wrong." Coco comes up to me, placing a kiss on my cheek. "Leti, you did good."

"I didn't want to leave you."

"You did what have to do." I took Coco's hand and kissed his knuckles. "Does dad know?" They shook their heads. Even though we weren't on speaking terms, he's going lose it when he finds out.

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I was being transferred to prison. It was a shock to everyone, that me, out of everyone, was going. They sent had me upstate for this. Isabel said that she's working very hard to get me out and I'll be out within a few weeks. I know that she's trying but not hard enough. It was for self defense and my ass is being sent here. Me and other women were chained up, getting off the bus, waiting to go inside.

The place was dirty, loud. They had us doing cavity searches, taking short showers and send us to our cells. One by one, i was just wanted to be alone. It was taking forever to get to me. Once I was assigned to my cell, I had a cellmate, already waiting for me. She was older than me, maybe late 30s early 40s, her eyebrows were tattooed, she had brown or black lip liner on, she kinda reminded me of my tia Laura. She was a chola back in the day and well, now still is. She stands up and looks down on me. I wasn't in the mood if she decides to start a fight.

"Xiomara." She sticks her hand out for me to take.

"Marisol." I was hesitant but I shook her hand.

"A little young to be in prison." She takes my blanket and other stuff and sets it on the other side of the empty bed. "You stay on your side and we wont have any problems." Sounds good to me. I sat on the uncomfortable bed, looking out of the small window on my right. "A little advice for you mija, you gotta be careful with these perras, if you mind own business, you'll do fine." She rested on her bed, her eyes closed and arms above her head.

"Thanks." Was all I said before turning to my side, looking at the wall. I felt so exposed, not me. They had taken my ring, my necklace, earrings. The pieces that made me...me. My ring finger was missing the ring that I promised my entire life to. The necklace that once belonged to my mother, kept so close to my heart so she would be close, now gone. I curled myself up, crying softly so I wouldn't wake Xiomara up. I don't know how long imma survive here.

—

"Reyes!" I woke up to my name and a loud banging sound. A guard was outside of the door. "You got visitors." I shuffled to put on my shoes and walked out with her. She took me to a room and I saw Angel and Ez. The relief. I raced to them giving them a quick hug before getting yelled at for no hugging.

"How you been?" Angel asks as we sat down on the round metal table. "You look horrible in orange." Ez slowly turns to him, its not the time to joke around was written all over him.

"Getting by." I looked down at my hands. My wrists were bruised. So was neck from that day, still healing.

"Hey." Ez makes me look at him. "Don't worry, okay? Things are looking good at your end. Isabel said that we enough evidence. You'll be out in no time." Thats what I heard a month ago from her and I'm still here. It was the first time that I seen them. Dad hasn't visited me, the only one was Coco, which I've seen him and Leti twice and Isabel 10 times last month. It was a long drive, and they're busy. I didn't care if they did come or not.

"Did you make any friends?"

"No." I just talk to Xiomara whenever we are in our cells. I didn't think of her as a friend, more like a cellmate, as it was. "What about you guys?"

"The club aint looking good." Yeah, Coco told me about it. How Feds were on their asses, cementing the passageways, the border shutting down. "I just miss your annoying ass."

"We all miss you. Fuck, even Bishop." I held their hands. I missed home. I miss them and the club. I miss waking up to Coco. I miss my job.

"Visiting hours are over." They called out. I stood up and gave them a small smile as I lined up and head to the cafeteria. I saw this one woman giving me ojo. I just gave her a nasty look and just kept walking. As I grabbed my food, I sat alone in the corner away from everyone, minding my own business. The disgusting food made me sick, so I haven't eaten anything but crackers and some fruit.

Every single day I'm losing my mind the more I stay here. It was hell. This how Ez felt, and imagine this same bullshit for 8 years straight and I've been doing this for a month. Everyone was getting up and I did the same, heading outside. Again, stayed away from everyone, enjoying the fresh air. All of this is fucking ridiculous. I should not be here. I don't deserve to be here. But everyone one here would say the same.