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"Fuck Anthony." Maya yelled out as she gripped the bed sheets. Her husband had her pent up in the bed as he made love to her. Maya's lil temper tantrum didn't get her very far. Soon enough she came right along with him.
Rolling over, the first thing he did was check his phone to see about thirty missed calls. A few from Ximena's public relations agent and some were unrecognizable.
"Shit." Anthony said throwing a pillow off the bed.
"What's going on?" Maya sat up in a state of shock.
"Ximena is locked up. Something happened down at the gas station." Anthony threw his clothes on a hurried out of the house with his wife Maya hot on his trails.
Ximena is Mayas only biological child. Due to pcos she didn't think she could have children so she cherished the one life she did bring into this world.
The ride down to the station was silent.
"I knew you shouldn't have let her go by herself." Maya whispered quietly, she knew how dangerous LA could be and she could only imagine what happened and why her daughter was locked in a cell.
"Where is she?" Maya shouted to the officers who sat at the front desk.
"Who?" The officer sat on his ass completely uninterested in what the hell they were talking about.
"Ximena Wilson." Anthony was fuming, they could tell his wife was in a state of shock yet they did nothing.
"The pretty singing nigger." The other officer said tapping his partner, they both let out belly laughs. A black cop walked into the office where they were all sitting and they shut up.
"You're here for Ximena?" Officer Hackerson asked, Maya was absolutely furious but she had a black husband and she wasn't risking him getting shot over some bull shit.
"Yes. Like I told these two pigs right here." Officer Hackerson shuffled through the thick files he had in front of him until he stopped at Ms. Wilson's.
He dropped the thick file on the desk and watched as dust bunnies danced through the air. Hackerson couldn't lie, he hated his job so much. From the racist coworkers to the stale donuts and coffee, his two weeks notice was a hair away.
"I'll go get her." His thick dark black boots shuffled down the long hallway. The keys on Hackersons hip jingled with every step he took.
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Eternal Living (Polo G)
FanfictionXimena had always sang in the church. So much that two years ago she was discovered by a record label and quickly became a worldwide sensation. Living in the gospel spotlight all while trying to be a young adult under the age of 21 can have its chal...