New York.
Kiras heart was pounding as she looked in the rear view mirror and noticed the red and blue lights getting closer and closer. When she heard sirens, she just knew she was about to suffer a heart attack . Being in this city the whooping sound meant she need to pull over ASAP. She hadn't done anything wrong. Just drove the way she was taught. Was I speeding ? She questioned herself. She hadn't even made it out of New York yet. Kira felt vomit starting to form in her throat. She took a deep breath, and placed her hands on the steering wheel. A tall white cop approach's the car, as the other creeps up on the passenger.
"Get out the car ma'am, you're under arrest," the cop said immediately without asking for license or registration.
"What did I do wrong officer?" Kira asked as the cop yanked the door open and pulled her out of the car. "I'm pregnant!" She cried. But, it was too late. She had already hit the ground. Luckily she scraped her knee and hadn't fell on her stomach. "HELP!" She screamed.
Kira jumped , her body breaking out in a sweat and the sense of panic taking over her body. It was a nightmare ...the loud sound of scraping medal had startled her out of sleep. She had been dreaming of her last day on the streets. The first thing she felt when she woke up abruptly was a sharp kick in her lower abdomen from her unborn baby. The lights over head seemed brighter compared to yesterday.
"Meal time, let's rock and roll ladies!" The manly correctional officer screams out while passing my cell. Kira closed her eyes hoping to wake up from this ungodly dream she was having. But it was reality. She was definitely locked up. Kira set up even though the room was spinning. The pain in her lower back was starting to set in from the thin mattress . She placed her hands in her hands and started sobbing . Her almost thirty-five- week pregnant belly prevented her from leaning fully over like most people. The reality was that Kira was an inmate. A pregnant inmate at that.
"Michaels! Time to lock out! You're on the prenatal and court list today! Eat your shitty breakfast and let's go! I don't have all day." The same manly correctional officer yells through the bars. The hungry kicks from the baby was the only willpower she had to move her body. Another kick from the baby sent a pain in her chest. She rubs her belly in hopes to soothe the baby. Maybe the baby can sense that shit isn't right, she thought to herself. This isn't the life she wanted for her baby. It was as if history was resetting itself. Kira herself had been born in prison.
Kira spent the first nine months of her life as an inmate due to her mother charge of accessory to murder. She was separated from her mother by social services and given to her grandmother. The thought of her baby being taken away from her triggered every raging emotion in her body. She didn't know what was going to happen to her baby . A boy she had planned on naming Keyvon, after his father. She didn't deal with none of her family since they came off phony and judgmental.
Kira hasn't heard from her so called boyfriend Keyvon since she had been locked up. He promised so many things like being there for her even when things hit the fan. She had given so much just to be by him and be his loyal rider. She was fed up being loyal to such a dog ass nigga. She was livid. Had he picked up he would know the situation and also that she was pregnant. She couldn't even leave a voicemail since he didn't never set it up. She was mad she pondered whether she should testify against Key or not to get herself out of this mess. No matter how much they degraded me, called me out my name and told me I was going to be a nothing ass worthless baby mother to my unborn like many others. She stood her ground and never folded.
She gathered herself and locked down at the clothes she still was wearing the day she had been locked up. She felt dirty and hopeless. Getting arrested on a Friday meant you didn't see the judge till Monday morning. All her phone calls to Key went unanswered. He didn't even bother to send someone to check on her. To her acknowledgment she had been charged with all types of crimes and facing a long time. Kira went to show keeping to herself. She refused to make friends with anyone in here.
When the woman noticed she had entered they started whispering "that's her." Looking at Kira before turning back to he friends. She heard her just didn't feel like entertaining her. At this point everyone in New York knew who she was by the headline " PREGNANT DRUG QUEENPEN ARRESTED ." She was far from a Queen pin. Just a regular chick , who didn't snitch . A ride or die bitch. Kira flipped her bird and went back to her shower . They bum asses was probably locked up for boosting knock off brands just to pay there bills.
