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SugarCrash! - ElyOtto
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Cut my fuckin' brain in half .
I'm not lonely, just a bit.
Tired of this fuckin' shit.
Nothing that I write can make me
feel good.
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The explosion from a left over oxygen tank erupted behind me as I flew through the air. I landed harshly on my leg snapping it clean in half. I screamed out and laid curled into a ball holding onto my leg; in front of the crumbling building.
I passed out from exhaustion and thick clouds of smoke as the cops arrived.
I slowly opened my eyes trying to wake myself up. I turned my head to look around at my surroundings, then it hit me. I'd remembered what happened prior.
I threw myself up, and quickly stopped groaning aloud at the antagonizing pain that lingered from my limbs after abruptly moving.
I looked down at my leg to see I had a cast from my foot all the way to my upper thigh. I growled under my breath in frustration. I looked up and saw I was laying in a hospital bed, in a padded cell.
I tried moving a strand of hair out of my face but quickly stopped upon noticing that I was handcuffed down to the hospital bed.
I gasped looking down at my shackled wrist, and immediately grew angry.
"I didn't fucking do it, Alex did! I'm innocent! He's framing me! Let me go! I want to make a call!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, gasping for air afterwards.
A man in a police uniform came in, he began speaking to me in a language I couldn't understand.
I growled growing even more frustrated knowing that I'm in a foreign country and these motherfuckers couldn't understand me even if I plead my innocents.
5 Years Later:
Today was the day I'd finally be able to make my call, I'd finally be able to plead my case.
For the last 5 years I have sat cooped up in this stupid ass prison, wrongfully accused of murder, and praying to God or whoever their is, that Johaan had kept the receipts of that night.
Knowing him I'm sure he's been searching desperately for me.
I was right.
He's the reason why I'm getting this chance. He's the one who pushed me to be the best person that I could possibly be, and now he's the man that's about to save my ass.
I'm so grateful for him. He's done so much for me, I will spend countless lifetimes repaying him for his kindness.
I finished writing what would hopefully be my last letter to Johaan, when a buzzer sounds from my cell. I sigh and stand up and turn to face the man in charge of me.
My lawyer.
"You ready Y/n?" He said with his thick accent, and a nervous smile. I sighed and replied with a simple nod.
Surprisingly the Jury's are in my favor, thankfully Johaan had kept all of my evidence from that night, if he hadn't I most likely would've rot in here for the rest of my life.
It only took a couple of days for me to be proven not guilty. I cried tears of happiness and sadness as I heard my jurisdiction.
I'd been in prison for 5 years of my life for something that I never did. It took everything in Johaan and everything in my Branch to convince them that these weren't my wrongdoings and that they were all Alex's.
I'd even received help from one of Alex's friends during my case. He told them about how Alex always had some sick twisted side to him where he would talk about murders. He was fascinated with them, and he even told the jury that if they were to search his laptop they'd probably find some sick twisted shit.
They did.
Some sick shit that I'm ashamed that he was watching.
I can't even think of it. I'm so disgusted that I'd been with such a sick fuck.
Finally I was a free woman, it didn't take me long to receive compensation from being wrongfully accused and losing all of those years of my young life.
People had even created a gofundme for me because they sympathized for me, which led me to buying a beautiful log cabin in the middle of an Alpine Forest.
Today was the day I'd move into my new home.
Today was the day I'd be able to see my friends again.
Today was the day I'd see Johaan.
I cried tears of joy as it all finally hit me.
"I'm really free. I'm a free woman."
I sobbed into the steering wheel of my newly bought car. I lifted my head up wiping the tears from my face and connected my phone to the Bluetooth Radio and played my favorite song.
It's Been So Long - The Living Tombstones
832 words.🤍
