Pregnant In Jail

The wait 🙄🙄

The waiting was ridiculous. 4 whole hours. And the whole time I kept looking back and forth to see what my sister was doing or wearing. She was wearing a dress and heels, and I was wearing my work outfit. Lol. What the hell.
And the whole time I was freaking out, replaying in my head what I was gonna say. What I was gonna do. What I was gonna look like. I hated my anxiety.
But finally it was time to walk in, and I didn't have a choice anymore. It was time.
I walked in the court room and tried to look presentable.
She shared her story, which was a bunch of bullshit. And I shared mine.
"She kicked me in the stomach." She says.
I tried so hard not to roll my eyes in that court room that day.
How can she make up something so horrible? Especially against her own blood sister? My blood was boiling.
So once it was time for my story, of course I was nervous and sounded too irritated.
"My sister came out of her room yelling and cussing at me, telling me not to go in her room and take her stuff without permission. It was a bath plug that I used to give my son a bath. I tried to explain to her that her fiancé gave me permission to use it, but she came swinging at me while I was holding my son Greyson. She wouldn't stop swinging at me. Finally my fiancé held her back, then she hit him several times."
"I see." The judge says.
I felt pretty good about what I said, but then I had to say something that could've been avoided.
"Yea, so this fight was all over a bath plug."
Which wasn't a lie, but why did I need to add that part?
My fiancé said his part, and the judge didn't care to look at his evidence of the papers from the hospital proving he went and they told him he had a concussion.
Then I seen the cop behind me getting closer and closer.
He calls at my name.
"Yea?"
I say.
"Will you please stand up please?"
I did so.
My heart was pounding, I saw where this was going.
"Put your hands behind your back", he says.
I do what he says of course.
"Do you know why you're being arrested today?"
"Yea"
Of course I thought I did.
The only thing I could do was say.
"Please make sure my kids are being taken care of."
To my fiancé.
He shook his head in response, I seen the pain in his eyes.
That was all that was left.