TRAPPED | Trent Alexander Arnold

Chapter 29 - tic-tac-blue

KYLIE

"SHUT YOUR PINEAPPLE HOLE WOMAN!"
That was my inmate-a young girl around my age with tattoos and piercing literally everywhere on her body- lashing out on me for crying my emotions out. But of course, I ignored her, her bellowing didn't even make me bat an eyelash Because she was the least of my worries.

I had been locked up in that filthy, stinky, and absolutely disgusting cell for the past 30 hours. I wasn't allowed to see anyone, nor was anyone allowed to see me except the officers, which is so badly killing me inside Because I want nothing more than to see my loved ones. I had hoped that maybe they'd be able to get something done and get me out of that place, but obviously, nothing has been done since I still haven't seen any of them.

I was brought back to the cell after an interrogation just an hour ago, where I refused to admit to the accusations against me despite how much the detective terrorized my poor soul, no physical assault though, just the mental and emotional versions.

"If you knew you are such a cry baby, why did you take a life?" There she goes again, but this time, she got my attention.

"You better watch your filthy mouth, you hear me?" I warned, glaring so dangerously at her.

"What if I don't?" She mocked, her Irish accent pissing the hell out of me.

"Then I will smash your fucking head on the wall until I actually 'take a life' this time!" I spat "do not dare try me, just mind your own business!"

That did the trick, she actually shut up and let me be.

"You have visitors!"

I turned my head as Quick as I could towards the direction of the warden's voice, my face immediately lit up, instantly making me forget that I was in such a dilemma.

"Kylie!" Said Trina as she basically ran towards me with ruby following her behind.

Seeing them made me burst into tears once again, it made the frustration build up even more, knowing that I can't be with them when they were right in front of me, made me feel like killing myself. It really hurt so bad, I won't lie.

"Shhhh! Baby Don't cry, Okay?" She said as she held my hands tightly through the bars "we're here now, and we're not leaving without you, I promise!"

"Did you guys see the video?" I Asked in a cracked voice.

"Yeah..." Said ruby, who was crying even more than I was "I just...don't understand, how Is that even possible? You were out with Trent and I was at work when it happened, and when I came back, the door was locked, I'm so....just how?"

A footage was sent to the police station a few minutes before I got arrested, in that video, a lady who looked exactly like me was seen attacking and stabbing Rosie to death, no face was visible though, just the clothes, the hairstyle, and even the shoes I had on, everything was exactly the same. I was left completely speechless, because there's no way in hell I or anyone would be able to get me out of that mess, I still have small hope though but the chances are very narrow.

"I made it to the shaderoom and bossip right?" I Asked.

Trina looked away and ruby sighed "the Internet is a mess"

"Oh my god!" I instantly felt a migraine coming along.

"Don't worry, Andrew and Trent are talking to the detective, if it goes well we will be able to get you out on bail" Trina said.

"I hope it does because I really don't wanna stay here for another minute, I can't take it anymore!"

"This is so unfair" Trina said while sobbing as well "what wrong did you do to deserve this? You've been nothing but good to everyone around you, but you always get things like this in return"