Chapter Thirteen

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Bridgette, despite the protests of all her fans family and the Agreste and Nathalie and Arthur, was quickly ushered into the back of Roger's police car and taken to a cell in the Police Station.

Coincidentally across from the one where Jackson was being held.

"So you CAN do something smart?" Jackson asked amusedly.

Bridgette glared at him, "I didn't kidnap Felix. Your supposedly anonymous buddy and his pals did and then framed my ass for it. So fuck off."

The guards came in and quickly placed the newly arrested young woman in Bridgette's cell.

The poor woman was a mess of tears and had blood in her hands and was shaking. Her hands had stitches in them. Bridgette gently helped the girl up and into the bench in the cell. When the girl was done shaking, Bridgette quickly helped her clean herself off ignoring Jackson's disgusted sounds and ramblings.

"Isn't that Jackson from TRO? Aren't you Bridgette aka Starlight from TFA?" The girl asked in surprise once she caught her bearings.

"To my terrible luck right now, yes, that is Jackson. Nice to meet you, I'm Bridgette Dubost-Cheng."

The girl understood the feeling and quickly greeted her just as amiably.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Violette Soyer." Violette greeted, "So... how did you end up in a jail cell?"

"She was an idiot and wouldn't simply come back to me like she should." Jackson butted in.

Bridgette sighed tiredly as she rolled her eyes, "My psychopath ex-boyfriend made a deal with this stranger that has been persecuting my boyfriend Felix's family for their fortune and had Felix's parents killed."

Violette winced, "Yikes."

Bridgette nodded, "Needless to say, I've been framed for being a kidnapper money-grubber. What about you?"

Violette tensed and frowned as she spoke, "My ex was also a psychopath. He was abusive and would hit me and beat me. He was so toxic and he kept me threatened into staying by means of our baby's life. Yesterday he found an emergency get away bag I had stored away underneath a floorboard, and he was furious. He killed our baby while I was getting groceries. He then tried to kill me during his volatile beating of me, and I... I lost it when he told me that he shook our baby until it died and then tossed it against a wall. I grabbed a knife from the counter I was thrown against and stabbed him in the chest until he stopped moving. I... I couldn't take it. I tried to stop the images from haunting me of what had happened but I couldn't and then the police arrived and arrested me. Our neighbors had called them when they heard our screaming at each other."

Bridgette hugged the woman close and let her cry as she hummed to her.

She figured better now than never to sing her most personal song she has ever written.

"So I never really knew you
God, I really tried to
Blindsided, addicted
Felt we could really do this
But really I was foolish
Hindsight, it's obvious"

The girl cried and Jackson grumbled to himself while the guards simply listened silently.

"Talking with my lawyer
She said, "Where'd you find this guy?"
I said, young people fall in love
With the wrong people sometimes"

Bridgette held the woman as she sang getting lost in memories. Memories of her relationship with Jackson.

"Some mistakes get made
That's alright, that's okay
You can think that you're in love
When you're really just in pain
Some mistakes get made
That's alright, that's okay
In the end it's better for me
That's the moral of the story, babe"

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